Sammy I have a humble request for you here,,,,,,, 90's Reddie soulmate au for that 3 sentence fic
oh wig. here we go bb i got u
Eddie traced his fingers over the little RT on his wrist, the little mark being paired with a little microphone, he always looked at it, and now at almost 40, he looked at it daily.
Richie looked at the EK on his own wrist, the marking paired with a respirator, and he can’t help but to laugh at himself and how he was so overjoyed, seeing that when he was a kid, keeping it hidden.
The found each other again, not whole, but at least alive after defeating IT, they showed one another the marks before curling up in each others arms, trying to get a good night sleep before figuring out what the hell they were gonna do with the rest of their lives.