bruised noses and cherry chapstick. | b.d
pair: gn!reader x bill denbrough
warnings: cursing, mentions of food, the word "slut," used multiple times, description of kissing. word count: 2.6k summary: bill has always had a thing for y/n. he never thought they'd like him back until they defended him and his friends when henry bower causes some problems
a/n: edited by the lovely @siriusunset! she's so wonderful, go follow her!<3 she also helped a lot with this fic and the plot/writing. tags: @nothinghcppens @eunoniaa @isolemnlyswearpevensie @aspiringsloth20 @thatslovelymoony @amourtentiaa @vsawyer1989 @fives-cup-of-coffee
Y/N NEVER UNDERSTOOD BULLIES. i mean, why would you want to hurt someone when they didn't do anything at all? they think it has something to do with how they feel about themselves. it's a reflection of themselves, really. it's a pussy move to make fun of others.
y/n sat at the back of class, not really paying attention and trying to fulfill their boredom with drawing on the paper they was supposed to be taking notes on. mr. samuels was always quite boring, never bothering on even checking the notes. he's an old man, very sweet but he just doesn't know how to keep the attention of his students.
y/n feels eyes on them. they lifted their head and scanned the classroom, their eyes falling on bill denbrough. he was mindlessly staring at them, but as soon as they noticed, he returned his attention to mr. samuels with a blush. before he turned his head, they made eye contact. y/n smiled at sent a wink his way, causing him to blush even more.
y/n's always been fond of bill. he lost his brother the year before and y/n sympathizes with him. he's very sweet, too. y/n yawns, and continues drawing on their paper.
bill has had a very obvious crush on y/n y/l/n ever since they had defended stan during math class in sixth grade. a bunch of boys were making fun of his excellent curly hair, and y/n defended him by saying at least he has a personality other than making fun of others. the whole class laughed, and that's when bill started developing feelings towards them.
in some ways, he envied y/n. they were able to speak their mind and not be scared of what others would say. he finds it attractive and alluring that they were just so . . . open.
the losers knew about his crush and urged him to act on it, but he couldn't. he'd just freeze up or not talk. they were so intimidating - but intimidating in good way. in an attractive way.
he couldn't speak to them, and that was a problem. the bell rung, and everyone started packing up as quick as possible.
"have a great lunch, friends!" mr samuels opens the door for the students as they walk out. bill waits for stan to pack up before getting up and standing by him.
he watches as y/n walks out with their friend, a big smile on their face. stan looks up at his friend, "why don't you just go up to them? they're really sweet."
"i k-know," he sighs as they walk out. soon, richie and eddie join the group as they walk to cafeteria.
"no, emma marshals is much prettier and smarter than y/n, honestly." eddie spoke as richie let out an audible groan. "what! it's just my opinion-"
"bill! y/n or emma marshals?" richie interrupted eddie, as he rolled his eyes. before bill could answer, beverly spoke and flung her arm over richie’s shoulder.
"y/n all the way," beverly joined the group with a smile. "they are so hot. i think bill can i agree."
richie smirked, "you still like them?"
"y-yes but it's not a-as bad as it used to be." bill spoke as they walked into the cafeteria, sitting at their table.
"why don't you just talk to them?! or at least, try?" eddie took out his lunchbox with a thud. "i have them in english and they're nice."
"and hot!" richie added.
"look me and y/n are sorta friends, i think i can get her to hang out with us!-"
"n-no! no, listen, i-i'll do it!" bill said in panic as the group looks at him. "s-someday."
"someday? you have to do it now bill! now or never!" richie spoke loudly. "listen, you are in your prime right now! use your looks to advantage!"
"i agree! with the first part," eddie takes a bite of his sandwich, as stan nods.
"l-look guys, i a-appreciate it, but i just don't think i c-can do it." bill lets out a heavy sigh as richie rolls his eyes.
"okay, man. but don't come crying to us when they get a-"
"shut up, richie. you’re not helping." eddie rolls his eyes, as richie glares.
"make me. actually i'll leave that your mom." richie scowls before eddie lets out a tired sigh.
bill ignores richie and eddie as they start arguing. his mind drifts off of to y/n. he turns his head to y/n. they're laughing at their friend as he trips on the floor. y/n turns their head to bill with a familiar smile and wink. for once, bill smiles back.
they make eye contact for a few seconds before beverly chimes in, "come on, bill. just go talk to them,"
bill faces her, "someday."
THE LOSERS WALK OUT THE SCHOOL ON THEIR WAY TO THE ARCADE. bill sees y/n walking out the school alone, and for a split second he thought he can go up to them. but as soon as he turns around, he sees henry bowers and only one of his friends.
for a second, he thinks that they won't go up to them but then he glares at bill.
"hey, how's slut beverly?" henry shouted as he walked up to them. beverly rolls her eyes, not paying much attention to that idiot. bill rolls his eyes, and lets out a sigh.
"come on, guys." stan says with a frown, as they started away from school. bill shook his head, and turned around.
"b-bev's not a slut." he says almost softly, but henry definitely heard. henry turns around with a deadly look.
"oh look! mister stutter decides to defend slut beverly!" henry laughs in a way a psychopath would, and goes up in bill's face.
"bill! you idiot, what are you doing?!" richie shouts, as eddie tugs on his shirt to be quiet.
"why are you defending her? because you fucked her? is that right, you think she likes you?" henry laughs again, but bill stood his ground. bill was sure he about to hurt, very very badly before he heard a voice.
"hey, bowers!" y/n shouted, walking up to henry, his friends and the losers. they all turned their gaze to them. "leave him alone, idiot. god, you can't go one day without insulting someone for no reason, can't you?"
henry moves his gaze to y/n. "can you mind your business, for once, y/n?"
y/n moves close to henry, a stern look on their face. "listen, buddy. i know things," they paused with a sigh. "aren't too great at home, but you gotta leave them alone." y/n wore a prideful smile, as henry's eyes widened.
"you're so annoying and fucking weird, y/n. why are you defending these losers?"
"losers? you're the loser here," y/n yawns as if they’re bored of this conversation. henry opens his mouth to speak before they interrupt him again, "jesus fucking christ, will leave already? do i have throw a stick or something?"
"actually, beverly is not the slut here." he gets in y/n's face. "you are slut here, y/l/n. hey, tell me, mr stutter, did it feel good to fuck y/n?"
before bill can speak, y/n interrupted him. "oh please, i've been called much worse. hey, mr mullet, can you have one original thought?"
"hey, uh come on guys." beverly spoke as y/n took a breathe and nodded. y/n and bill started walking away before henry spoke again.
"you win right now, mr stutter but i swear next time it's over for you and your little pussy friends." he spat. y/n turned around and finally got in his face.
"what'd you say? i'm not sure i heard you."
"you hea-" before he could continue, y/n punched henry's nose. henry let out a loud yelp before screaming a quick "fuck," eddie and richie let out a holler and laughed, as stan and beverly watched amazement.
"watch what you say, mr mullet." y/n shook her hand, before smiling at bill and his friends. "so uh, where we going now?"
richie smiled before walking up to y/n. "that was so fucking badass!"
"yeah," beverly added as she watched y/n in admiration. the losers started walking away from henry and his friend. "so badass,” she sighed in a dreamy tone.
"i know. henry has no business being rude to you guys like that," y/n says with a big proud smile. she makes eye contact with bill. "hey and for the record, i think your stutter is kinda cool - and very, very cute."
bill was sure his heart skipped a beat. y/n y/l/n just called his stutter cute and punched henry bower for him. "t-t-thanks."
stan smirks at his friend as bill blushes furiously.
"so, wanna join us to the arcade?" eddie asks as y/n nods.
"yeah, sure."
Y/N AND BILL WAVE GOODBYE TO BEVERLY AS SHE WALKS UP TO THE APARTMENT. the losers club and y/n hung out at the arcade all day. y/n made bill laugh more today than anyone had his whole life. he was sure he liked them more than they did before, if that's even possible.
they were walking home together, now. alone. eddie had to leave the arcade early for an appointment. after that, richie left a few minutes after that. then stan left. so it was just bev, y/n and bill. then beverly insisted she went home, and they would eventually let her go.
it was around 5 pm, so it wasn't late. the two walked in awkward silence before y/n decided to speak up. "do you want to keep hanging or . . . do wanna go home?"
"i-i'm okay with e-either." bill spoke quietly as they walked through their neighborhood. he thought that y/n wanted to leave, but they didn't.
"do you want to come over? and like, maybe do something?" y/n smiled at bill as a blush came over him. he nodded with a small smile.
"sure,"
"okay!" the smile didn't leave y/n's lips as she walked in front of him, showing him to their house. he always knew that y/n lived close to his house, and he sort of liked that.
they arrived minutes after at their house. "okay, my parents don't want to have anyone over, but i have an idea."
bill knit his eyebrows together. "w-what do you m-mean? i-i'm sneaking in?"
y/n nodded. "my dad's not in town, he's visiting my brother in another town, and plus, my mom doesn't check my room."
"w-what if i get in trouble?"
"it's fine, i'll cover for you. my room is right there. just um, climb a little, and knock at my window," y/n explained with a grin. bill nodded slowly. if sneaking through a window meant spending time with y/n, then he'd do it.
he climbed onto the window and peeked into her room. he left creepy, looking into her window like a murderer. he knocked a few times before y/n went into their room, closing the door and smiling at bill.
they opened the window, and helped bill get in. "my mom's sleeping, already."
"i-it's only 6:30." bill had a small smile on his lips as y/n let out a quiet laugh.
"mhm, and she's downstairs. get yourself comfy, okay? do you want a drink?" before bill could answer she quickly says. "we have everything, teas, coffees, and juice."
"water's o-okay," bill smiles as y/n glares,
"i'm getting you blueberry tea, and you're drinking it all." y/n walks out of the room with a wink. bill takes this time to look at their room. it smelled like them, and their bed is kind of messy. they had posters of bands he didn't know, and fairy lights. their desk was messy with a lot journals and a typewriter. they had a two bookshelves filled with books. they had a small television, and a record player. under the record player were a bunch of records.
bill tries to memories their room because he's not sure he'll ever see it again. it's a dumb thought, that he wasn't ever going to see them or be in their room again. but he still did it. y/n walked in with the promised tea and some candy. "wanna watch something on my tv?"
he nodded, as they handed him the cup of tea. y/n sat close to bill, so close that their thighs were touching. y/n had forgot to turn on their lights, so it was sort of dark. they also didn't close the window, so the room was a bit cold.
"want to watch a horror movie? my mom got me a vhs tape." y/n spoke, as they moved their body to face bill.
"s-sure, but uh, s-should we turn on your lights?" bill spoke as y/n let out a small laugh, nodding.
"are you scared?" y/n whispered as she closed the curtains and the window, turning on the lights then sat next to bill again. he shook his head as they smiled.
"don't worry bill, if anything comes and tries to kill us, i'll protect you. like i did today."
bill nods with a smile. "okay, i-i trust you."
they grin, "and i trust you, do you want a blanket?"
bill shakes his head. "s-sure." he takes a sip of the tea, and it's one of the best things he's ever tasted. "y-y/n, this tastes a-amazing, h-how do you m-make it?"
"i'll teach you, bill." y/n kneels in, finding the vhs tape of the horror movie. the movie of choice was "the evil dead." it was kind of old, but y/n liked that.
Y/N AND BILL SAT DANGEROUSLY CLOSE AS THEY WATCHED THE MOVIE. in all honesty, bill wasn't even paying attention to the movie at all. he was just focusing on how their forearms and thighs are touching. bill turns his head to y/n, "h-hey y/n?"
"yes, bill?" y/n turns her head, too. they both realized how close they actually were. y/n smiles.
"t-thanks for today. y-you're really awesome," bill spoke softly as y/n's smile grew.
"it's no problem. you can always depend on me to punch someone. i'd do it again, if meant i can . . . hang out with you again. you're pretty awesome too."
if bill could blush more in that moment, he sure did. and with that, y/n's smile grew even bigger. they put their hand on top of his. bill's hand was kind of cold, whilst y/n's were warm. bill's heartbeat was going five thousand miles a minute.
y/n moved their face a little closer to his, a small smile on their face as their noses touch. bill could feel their breath on his skin, and his breath hitched as they moved closer. they didn't move for a couple seconds, until finally bill closed the space between them.
it was only a quick kiss, nothing too much. both didn't dare open their eyes because he was sure that it was a dream. y/n's hand moved to his cheek. "kiss me," they said, their voice demanding.
again, bill moved closer and kissed them. it was slow, but y/n liked it that. slow, like they were the only people in the world, and in a way, they were.
y/n's lips were warm and tasted like their cherry chapstick. y/n moved their hand to his neck, causing the kiss to become gradually more passionate.
y/n's tongue traced his lips, as bill put his hands on their cheeks. y/n moved to his neck, leaving small kisses. they returned to his lips, putting their hand in his hair.
y/n was much more experienced in these types of things whilst bill had only been kissed twice, and definitely not like this. they made out for a few more minutes, before y/n stopped.
their foreheads were touching. again, bill refused to open his eyes. he was sure this was just a very vivid dream. y/n was breathing heavily, while bill was speechless.
y/n moved their hands to his cheek, moving his hair out of his face. "you're a good kisser," they whispered, as bill let out a small laugh.
"t-thanks." he finally opens his eyes, looking into y/n's. "i-i need to say s-something, y/n."
"go ahead, bill."
"i really l-like you. i want to g-go on a date, maybe?" bill says, nervously as y/n grins at him.
"of course, bill." y/n held his hand, as bill wore the same grin as y/n. "do you want to watch the movie, or um, do something else?"
"d-definitely something else," bill smiles as he leans in, giving y/n another kiss.