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One of Bill's books is being adapted into a film. Richie is the star. (And there's something so very familiar about this writer guy.)
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if someone asks, this is where i'll be by orphan_account
Fandoms: IT (2017), IT - Stephen King
16 Dec 2017
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When the hell, Richie thinks, did my main goal in life become convincing Bill Denbrough to look after himself?
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Bill’s a little scary when he gets like this— his voice takes on this flat, empty tone, and it terrifies Richie. Bill is normally so full of emotion and life, so this is almost unnatural. Richie knows that he has to do something.
“Okay.” He snatches the cards from Bill’s hand, ignoring the strangled noise of protest that he makes. “That’s enough for tonight.”
“Richie, give them back.” Bill says, making a grab for them. Richie lifts them up and out of Bill’s reach. “Richie, I’m serious.”
“So am I,” Richie snaps back, setting the cards on the table, away from Bill. “You need to eat something, and probably take a shower.”
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or the one where bill studies too gotdamn much and richie puts a stop to it.
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Richie Tozier’s name flashes across his screen and, for what feels like an eternity, he just stares at the contact picture— it’s old, from when they were kids, but they haven’t talked in awhile so it’s not like he ever needed to change it.
He finally comes to his senses and hits answer.
“Richie?” He asks as he reaches over and turns on his lamp, watching his room come into view around him in the light.
“Can I come over?”
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or the one where richie has a nightmare and bill finally gets to confront him about the two years of heartache he caused.
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“You’re early, Big Bill.” Richie says before he’s even positive the call has connected properly.
“I f-figured you wouldn’t want to be alone.” Bill’s voice is quiet, nervous, and Richie feels a little bad for the way he answered. “And you did the s-same for me, so.”
Richie doesn’t respond, and they sit in silence, the only sound coming from the rain beating against their respective windows. It’s eerily similar to the night of Bill’s birthday, including the way those four and a half minutes seem to take three hours to drag by.
Richie’s eyes stay trained on the digital clock on his nightstand, watching 11:58 turn into 11:59. He actually considers praying for a moment.
12:00. Silence. And then—
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or the one where you hear your soulmate's thoughts in your head once you both turn eighteen and richie's really hoping the universe is on his side just this once.