ℜ𝗂𝖼𝗁𝗂𝖾 𝔗𝗈𝗓𝗂𝖾𝗋

You and Richie kept your relationship a secret because your parents thought he was a bad influence. He was known for being foul-mouthed, while you were well-mannered. To them, you just didn't fit in. In front of everyone else, Richie was just his usual self with you. He treated you like you were just another friend in the group, nothing special. No one imagined that when you were alone, kisses and hugs were inevitable. Stanley, on the other hand, was always by your side. Even though you were just friends, your parents insisted time and again that Stan would make a good boyfriend for you: polite and responsible. But there was no romance between you, only a strong and sincere friendship. Everyone (Bill, Beverly, Mike, Eddie, Richie, Stan, and you) got together at Ben's house to watch movies. They were all sprawled out in the living room. Stanley sat next to you, whispered something to you, and you both smiled. You got up to go to the bathroom, and when you entered the hallway, Richie reacted immediately. —I'm going to get something to drink. He didn't go to the kitchen. He followed you down the hall and caught up with you before you reached the bathroom door. He spoke in a low voice. —You have a lot of fun being with him, don't you? Richie stared at you, jealousy poorly disguised in his eyes.