#eddie is neither Bi not shy

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The universe expands. Part One | Part Three | Part Four

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The Daily Grind was Wayne’s baby and Eddie had spent many an evening in the industrial lobby as he got used to living with his uncle at age thirteen. Somewhere over the years, Saturday nights became open mic nights and Eddie would usually just drag out his acoustic, but occasionally his buddy from school, Gareth would join him and bang on whatever planted pot he could pull onto the little corner platform until he finally got a cajon.

Wayne had thrown him an apron at sixteen and he’d been working at the shop ever since. He wasn’t entirely sure how he had been roped into running the whole damn thing by 23 but here he was, and Wayne was somewhere in Indiana opening a fourth location, Eddie was happy for his uncle he really was, but he didn’t have a shred of patience for a customer who was out of line.

Yell at him? Sure, Eddie was a loud (both verbally and aesthetically) kinsey six gay man, that stood at 6’2 (without his boots, thank you) with a penchant for attention of any form; but yell at any of his coffee kiddos? You’ve got another thing comin’ Brenda. No one speaks to his little beans that way, especially not the smallest. Erica Sinclair, sure as hell could handle herself but Eddie was also rearing for an opportunity to kick someone the fuck out of his hallowed little coffee shop, specifically ‘medium single shot soy cappuccino absolutely no foam—no I don’t want a latte you dumbass can you hear correctly from down there’ Brenda.

Eddie had heard the woman from the backroom while he was dolling out pastries from the freezer. She was that fucking shrill, he was already rearing up, as Dustin popped his shocked head back through the door, “Um, Eddie?”

“Yeah Henderson, I heard it I’m on my way.” Eddie threw his long hair up in a messy bun on top of his head, having had taken it down while he was alone in the back and marched straight out to the lobby. God dammit, Brenda it was 7am and there were other guests to serve, “Brenda Brenda Brenda.” He shove his way between Erica and the counter top that Brenda was grossly leaning over to try and get into her face, and shut her up good and quick with a displeased stare that would scare the biggest of the bads.

“We’ve been over this sweetheart, I gave you one last chance, one,” he threw his finger up at her both to illustrate his point and cut off her response, “I’ve been making you your bullshit cappuccino for two years darling, and you know my kids are trained by me. They make the thing better then I do, and—nope I’m talking,” he cut her off again as she made to fight back. Eddie wasn’t looking anywhere but at this bitch of a women, however he knew there were people crowding in the lobby now. He didn’t care, “you can come at me all you want, but you will not ever speak to my staff that way. Get the fuck out and do not come back.”

Brenda huffed in exasperation, “I want the manager, Edward!”

Eddie’s laugh in that moment was pointed as he looked at Erica tucked behind his back and Dustin making drinks dutifully but watching from his side view, “Did you hear that squad? She’s wants the manager!” He snapped his gaze back to the angry ugly little stout woman in front of him, “I’ll do you one better, babe,” He sneered at here, “My names Eddie and I own the place,” Wayne would forgive him, “Get. The Fuck. Out.”

Brenda huffed as she turned on her stubby little heel, “I’m calling the city board!” She yelled as the crowd of coffee customers applauded her exit. Eddie laughed under his breath at that, Chicago didn’t give a shit about a bitch and her coffee vendettas.

“You good E?” He turned to his coworker and she looked up at him with her hands on her hips.

“You know I had it handled right?” He nodded, told her of course she did, but it never hurts to have support, and she kept up her confidence but muttered a quiet “Thanks Eddie”, as she turned around and joined Dustin on the second machine.

“Sorry about that guys, who’s next?” Eddie flashed a thousand watt smiled and whipped through the lobby of guests. Max was due in any second so he knew they would get the early morning rush cleared out fairly quickly regardless of the ridiculous interruption.

Eddie’s smile brightened at a duo he knew he hadn’t met yet, the lanky girl looked nice sure but damn he would’ve remember a boy that looked like this one, “Well hello Gorgeous.”

The boy who had a head of hair that truly rivaled Eddie’s own, and freckles splashed across his cheeks, flushed red and oh, Eddie wanted to devour him. His big brown eyes widened at Eddie’s forwardness and immediatley dropped to the floor. Eddie couldn’t hide the playful smirk on his face. The girl couldn’t help but let out a laugh, whether it was in solidarity or out of awkward tension Eddie couldn’t tell.

“I’m Robin and this is,” she gestures at the blushing mess of the boy that still had his eyes trained to the floor, “well this is just embarrassing, but he goes by Steve.”

“Well, it’s a pleasure. My apologies for the shit show earlier, why don’t I get you guys whatever on me yeah?”

Eddie was a sucker for a pretty boy, and he could tell they were both good people. She basically dragged Steve with her as they waited for their iced oat milk lavender lattes. (Eddie swears by them.) Eddie made sure to deliver them directly to the two and shy boy Steve managed a soft smile and a breathy “Thanks” and Eddie wanted to bite him, dammit. “

Bye, new friends have a safe day wherever your headed!” Eddie flashed them a grin and a wave as they left the shop, just as a flash of red hair zoomed past them.

“What did I miss, besties?” Max asked as she tied her fiery hair up in a messy bun to match Eddie’s.

“Oh you know,” Dustin spoke from the espresso machine, “Eddie kicked out ‘No Foam Cappuccino Brenda’, pulled the “I am the manager” card to defend Erica and I’m pretty sure he fell in love with a shy pretty boy?” He ends on a question and Eddie just tsks at him as he makes his way back to the backroom.

“Ah,” Max breathes, “Just another bright morning at The Grind.”

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OKAY SINCE LITERALLY ONE (☝️) PERSON WHO IS NOT ALEX ASKED! Here are some more Texas!Buddie Thoughts:

When Eddie first joins the 126 (years before Buck arrives in SA) Paul looks at him, turns to TK and says, “Egg.” TK looks confused for a second, then gets it and asks, “Really? Your team or mine?” and Paul really isn’t sure, but DOES know there is a certain Queer Air about Eddie Diaz

I have decided that this is all happening post season seven

I have also decided Buck’s daughter’s name is Alicia, pronounced the Spanish way (Ah-Lee-See-Ah) because her mother is an old flame from Peru

Sometime between seasons 7 and 8, a social worker calls Buck and informs him that he has a biological six year old daughter and he has to choose between accepting his responsibility as her legal guardian or waiving all parental rights. He says “Of course. Yes, I’ll do that” and the social worker says, “Yes to which one?” bc they need a clear confirmation either way but Buck doesn’t realize because it’s not even a question, he has a DAUGHTER of course he’ll take her

Buck absolutely falls in love with this little girl from the get go. He’s wrapped around her pretty little finger like a blue ribbon babeyyyy!! He would move heaven and earth for this child! Go to hell and back!

He, however, isn’t the only one. Because after she’s living with him for about six weeks, Buck gets served with papers. Alicia’s grandparents are suing for custody.

Buck can’t bring himself to risk losing this fight. So he moves to San Antonio (where his old flame and her parents migrated to from Peru right before Alicia was born) so Alicia can see her grandparents as often as they want and Buck can still be her legal guardian

When Buck starts at the 126 (yes it’s still the 126 even though it’s set in San Antonio now) it’s sort of the inverse of Under Pressure—the whole house is all “Yeah yeah, Eddie ‘Pretty Boy’ Diaz, we all know you’ve got the calendar in the bag” and because he’s Eddie he’s like “Aw don’t say that, Mateo, at this point it could be anyone’s game!” All humble and shit but then TK spots Buck The New Guy and says “Idk I think Cali over here might give you a run for your money” and Eddie is just like. 🙃 McFuckingScuse Me?

Of course Eddie forgets any and all jealousy/insecurity the SECOND he finds out Buck has a kid

The first time Alicia meets Eddie she is incredibly shy about it, until Eddie hears Buck call Alicia some cute shit like “mi amorcito” (internally Eddie fucking MELTS )and is like “Oh you speak Spanish?” And Alicia’s eyes go bright and she immediately opens up and starts talking Eddie’s ear off in Spanish and loves him on the spot

This is post season seven so Buck knows he’s bi and knows there’s ✨something✨ between him and Eddie, but based on everything he’s learned from the rest of the 126, no one really knows much about his dating life or preferences. A few failed flings with girls, but that’s all he really knows.

The first time Chris and Alicia meet, Alicia assumes Chris knows Spanish because his dad does. She tries talking to him and he’s like ????? She then calls him a No Sabo kid and pledges to teach him better

Alicia loves Bluey. Chris complains when she comes over and puts it on, says he’s too old for little kids shows, but doesn’t make any effort to change it.

There comes a point in Buck and Eddie’s relationship that it’s clear they… well—their kids play together. Buck packs their lunches (since his captain at the 118 turned him into a pretty damned good chef). Eddie walks them to the bus and gives both of them hugs and kisses. Buck and Alicia spend more nights at the Diaz residence on the pull out couch than in their actual apartment. It’s all disgustingly domestic.

It’s not like Buck and Eddie are dating. But they’re also Not Not Dating.

Of course, neither of them are the ones to realize it. Marjan is. She says something along the lines of, “Well, yeah, now that Buck and Diaz are together.” And both of them proceed to freak out like “WOAH WOAH WOAH NOW THAT WE ARE WHAT NOW”

And Marjan is SO confused because, “What? Are you two seriously going to try and pull one over on us? You’re attached at the hip. Even your kids act like siblings.” And then she watches their faces change and realizes, “oh my gosh, you really have no idea do you?”

The rest of the 126 make a BEELINE for the exit when their shift is up, leaving Buck and Eddie alone to discuss.

So they go out, maybe get dinner, go two-stepping because it’s Texas and it’s A Thing. BuckFigure out What They Are. Maybe not all of the questions are answered by the end of it, but they definitely had a great time with one another! Eddie is an absolute gentleman and walks Buck back to his place.

Where Tommy is waiting for him in the front lobby. Because i can do whatever I want ❤️

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Hey :)

1 and 12 for the Steddie ask game pls!

Bari bb!! Thank you 🖤🖤

1) Why do you like this ship?

I think they mesh well. They seem like they would be so different, but they absolutely have the whole opposites attract and compliment thing going on. I think Steve is fairly black and white because he's been taught to be that, and I think that Eddie would kind of throw the world into a different perspective for him. Steve would be fascinated and Eddie would entertain it, and I think they'd call each other out when necessary, because neither are shy about being confrontational, it seems. I just dig them as characters and think they'd work well together. And, come on, they'd be so vicious and bitchy too if provoked, what a pair. But on the more wholesome side, it seems like Steve is used to being seen but not actually heard or having anybody actually be interested in what's going on with him, and Eddie makes a point to connect with that type of person (even if it tends to mainly be just wayward freshmen), so they would, at the very least imo, make good friends. I dig the dynamic that we saw in the show, and they had soooo much potential.

12) What is your headcanon of their sexuality? (Gay? Bi? Pan? Etc)

I tend to default to Steve getting bi for sure, but pan works as well, and, quite honestly, I love gay Steve too. Do I think it's more accurate for him to be bi? Yep. Do I really care about accuracy at the end of the day? Nope. I've read some bombass fics where he's gay, and I love reading the self-discovery he goes through. I've read fics where Eddie is his little baby bi exception, but it still counts.

I've gotten so used to reading Eddie as gay, so I think that might be my soft default now? I like bi/pan Eddie too. God, can you tell I'm bi? No Clear-cut answer to be found 😂

I really like the amount of variety that fandom offers with their takes on these characters. I will literally read just about anything and more than likely enjoy the hell out of it.

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Could we get another you don't have to read but it's interesting text post?? 👉👈

omg i hope this is what you meant, but umm here’s some backstory about griffin’s roommates? because even my nameless extras apparently need deep lore in my mind?? fjkjsd

TW: mentions of drug addiction, homelessness, religion, abuse, and biphobia. + me not being able to stop talking ever.

jeremy; 19. gay. [also the guy from this post.] jeremy grew up smack in the middle of the bible belt. his parents wanted him to grow up and be a pastor like all the generations before him. he was a model child and no one expected him to run away, so his parents actually thought he was kidnapped when, on a random tuesday, he left in the middle of the night with nothing but the clothes on his back. the police found him wandering towards the bus stop just a few hours later and dropped him back at home. everyone then repeated the same cycle again and again for years, before jeremy’s parents got fed up and agreed to legally emancipate him if he agreed to just stop embarrassing their family. he finally hit the road on his own when he was 15.

he met griffin at a train station out west a while later. griffin had just left his aunt’s house, and neither of them had any place to be. jeremy is the one that taught him how to pickpocket (although there was a lot less flirting involved in jeremy’s method – he relies heavily on the “dumb tourist desperately needing directions” angle). but jeremy can never stay in one place too long, so he left. a year later, they happened to bump into each other in another state and decided a coincidence like that was too big to ignore. so they started traveling together and eventually ended up in nyc, where they stayed. (well, kinda. jeremy disappears for weeks at a time and comes back with all kinds of stories.)

griffin sometimes gets pissed because jeremy likes to equate their 2 childhoods, but they were really nothing alike. sure, jeremy’s family was oppressive and he could never be himself around them, but they were wealthy, they loved him, they never laid a hand on him, and they’re still hoping he comes home someday. jeremy didn’t leave because he had to, he left because he wanted to. but he can’t seem to grasp the difference. still, he listened when griffin told him he should reach out to his family and let them know he’s okay. now they have scheduled phone calls once a month and they’re all happy with that amount of communication. 

all in all, jeremy is still a kid. he loves comic books, action figures, the atari he & griffin split 50/50, and going to the movies. he’s always looking for the next big adventure or something to make him feel more alive. unfortunately, that’s taken him to some darker places with drugs and alcohol, but he’s doing okay right now. he was worried about moving into an apartment because he thought it would make him feel too trapped, but he actually likes having a place that he chose, that no one is forcing him to be at. oh and no, he and griffin have never dated. jeremy just doesn’t know what personal space means. 

eddie; 34. straight [but probably aro/ace in modern terms]. he’s already been divorced three times, which he assumed is because he's a pushover, never fights for anything or takes his own stance, and seemingly lacks passion in every aspect of his life. for almost ten years, he worked as a personal accountant in the upper east side. his days were mundane: he ate the same breakfast (oatmeal), the same lunch (ham & cheese sandwich), and the same dinner (chicken noodle soup) every day. somewhere around the time of his third divorce, he realized he wasn’t going to find fulfillment unless he searched for it, so he quit his job, cashed out his family inheritance, and traveled through europe. as he was living in hostels and hitchhiking and relying on the kindness of strangers, he started to become well-acquainted with the homeless communities in every place he visited. he realized how out of touch he had become, and how privileged he was to be bored with his life. and thus, he had found his passion.

when he returned to new york, he got a new job in finance for a nonprofit organization for the homeless. that was nice and all, but he never got to see the benefits of his work, so he started volunteering at food banks and shelters. that’s where he met jeremy and griffin. jeremy was fascinated by how truly dull eddie is. he kept waiting for eddie to reveal some deep, wild, secret part of him, but it never happened. eddie never even bragged about his adventures in europe; he would always turn the conversation back around to others. by the time jeremy realized he really is that boring, he was already looking up to eddie as an older brother type (and griffin was just along for the ride).

eddie is the one that’s actually renting the apartment and then renting out the extra space to griffin, jeremy, and vincent at dirt cheap rates while they get on their feet. he agreed to keep doing this as long as they all have jobs (pickpocketing doesn’t count) and try to stay clean in jeremy’s case.

vincent; 21. bi. vincent grew up comfortable, but not wealthy, in queens, with his family who emigrated from singapore before he was born. his parents later got divorced, and now he’s the oldest of a combined total of seven siblings, though he’s always been closer to his mom and stepdad. growing up, his grades were just average, he had a few friends but was too shy to be popular, and he wasn’t particularly athletic either – he was on the swim team for a while, but he hated the competitive aspect. his favorite part was staying behind after practice and having the pool all to himself; he would float on his back for hours, just watching the pool lights reflecting on the ceiling. he struggled to fit in at school. this all changed when he started weightlifting during his senior year. he mainly started doing it as a way to keep himself busy, but he soon realized that the more fit he got, the more attention people paid him. he liked that.

soon after, he started his first relationship with a girl, kelly, who he intended to marry someday. they graduated high school together and both enrolled at the same college – though vincent hadn’t decided a major yet – and things were going great. he even came out to her as bi and she took it really well (especially for the time). they were settled into an apartment of their own at 19.

in his quest to figure out his major, vincent took up all kinds of new hobbies, his favorite being drumming. he even started a garage band with some of his friends. they started playing house shows, which ended up being somewhat popular, though they don’t expect to make it big anytime soon. at one of these shows, vincent ran into griffin and they bonded over their love of rock music. when vincent found out that griffin didn’t have a place to stay that night, he invited him to sleep on his couch – understandably, kelly was angry that he didn’t ask first.

kelly got increasingly more upset as time went on and vincent & griffin became better friends. even though nothing romantic ever happened between them (and i sure hope not, because griffin was like 16 at the start), kelly was convinced that vincent was cheating on her and that she was only there to cover for his “true” sexuality. when they inevitably broke up, vincent was devastated. not only that, but he now had to find a new place to live asap. that’s when griffin mentioned that he and jeremy were renting rooms from eddie and that vincent was welcome to join. and that takes us up to the present! (well, the “present” being 1987).

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Triple Date - Stanley Uris X Reader {Imagine ☆}

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Summary- The reader and Stan go on a ‘double date’ with Beverly and Bill, the catch is Bev and Bill had planned it in advance and the other two had no idea what was going on. Beverly had noticed the strong chemistry of her two friends and took action into her own hands. Will the day go as planned?

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Word Count: 2.1k

Date Uploaded: 10/28/19

Pairing: Stanley Uris x Reader

Warnings: None and Sick Turtle References

Prompt: “It’s not a double date if we’re third and fourth wheeling.”

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“Come on Y/N, Stan will be going!” Beverly meticulously planned her date with Bill to a tee. Recently, she had noticed Stanley and Y/N were growing an odd liking for each other. They use to never hang out, but now they seemed inseparable. Whenever she brought up the subject to Y/N, she would shrink back into her turtle shell. She was basically head over heels for him and the other way around for Stan.

 After they defeated that sickly clown, or what they called ‘IT’, some of the Loser’s Club began to drift away from each other. They assembled into groups, going weeks without seeing all of them together. Sure it was sad, though not all of the teens really fit well together. The constant banter of Bill and Stan, or Ben ogling at Beverly in front of everyone, they weren’t the best match. Even the other Losers didn’t really care or even notice relationships blooming, like the oblivious Eddie with Richie, but Bev knew it was a sworn job to bring Stan and Y/N together, somehow. She saw them together, going out, married even.

 That’s how far she would go. Neither of the shy kids would step up to the bat and ask each other out. After long pleading, Y/N was going to go, only Beverly didn’t mention that it was a makeshift double date. There was no way that Y/N would go if she knew, Beverly knew what she was doing and hoped that it worked. Now she had to get Bill on her side. Bev sat up against her bathtub, phone in her lap, and cord around his dainty fingers. It rang a few times, but Bill picked up. She shivered as a wave of cold air came through the permanently propped open window.

“Hello, Bill Denbrough speaking.”

She smiled, “Hey Bill, it’s Bev. I have a small question to ask you, a makeshift favor.”

She heard him sigh and frowned into the receiver. She didn’t do anything wrong, it’s not her fault that Bill is always ‘busy’ with Mike or Eddie, but what can you expect from a high school relationship.

“What is it this time? Do you want to borrow my bike or something?”

She breathed in, he heard, “No, I was wondering if you want to go on a date?” No response. “With Y/N and Stanley, well they don’t know they’re going on a date, but I want to get them together somehow.”

“Do you remember the last time you tried to play matchmaker.” Ouch.

“Why is he so stubborn?” Beverly mentally facepalmed, maybe this won’t work out.

She retorted back at her boyfriend, “Yes, but i-”

“Exactly.”

“Come on Bill.” she whined, “You know they would be perfect for each other.” He was going to say something, but caught himself.

“I-I don’t know…” he stuttered through his bedroom telephone. He had a dreadful day of work with his father and couldn’t wait for a good night’s sleep. He was also skeptical about this whole idea. Why would he want to trick their own friends? What if they didn’t even like each other, but a date with Beverly didn’t sound so bad. Bill did like her, to an extent. He just didn’t have time to devote to her when she really needs it. Beverly didn’t like Bill that much and he was very quiet and awkward, which made things so much worse. Don’t even get him started on his stuttering. Rejection was a hot topic in his mind and the more he thought that the date wasn’t even for Bev and him, he became unhopeful. It was just a plot to get their friends to hook up and will it even work? They were 14, nothing works out for them. They’re the damn Losers Club, but what if Beverly didn’t do that intentionally. She’s too nice for her own good. There was no way he could bail now, he dove headfirst into this.

“Fine…. I’ll go.”

Beverly smiled, “Thank you so much, Bill! I don’t know how to repay you.”

He flushed, “It’s no problem. Where are we meeting?” Maybe she did want to hang out with him, it won’t be that bad.

“By the Barrens?” Close enough.

He rubbed the back of his head as a chill ran up his back, “Yeah see you tomorrow Bev.”

“Bye Bi-” he slammed the receiver down and plopped back onto his bed. He racked with nerves.

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“Beverly, I don’t want to barge in on you guys. You and Bill should at least have some time by yourselves.” Y/N didn’t want to cut in on their ‘date’, she tried to push back the thought that Stanley was coming. She had a massive crush on him and at this point it was completely obvious. Of course she would ask Stan out, but the time was never right. It was all she could think of and all she wanted was to not be alone with him. 

“Y/N, it will be fine.” Bev’s reassuring words didn’t help much, “We’re almost there anyways.” Y/N didn’t want to mess up her chances with Stan. She felt calm with him, it was odd. 

“Just relax, he won’t think anything of it. As long as you don’t do anything.” Beverley huffed up the hill.

“Oh shut it, I am calm.” Drain pipes flowed below us, water rushed as we trotted up the steep hill.

She looked at me, “That blush would say otherwise.”

“Like you said, it’s not a date if you don’t make it one.”

She laughed, “Just don’t mess it up, he likes you too.”

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“Bill are you sure i should come, I don’t want to ruin anything.” Stanley shuffled behind him. Sure, he was a bit on edge, he didn’t want to mess up with his crush.

Bill wanted to get this over. He wasn’t pleased with going out on a cold Saturday morning, you could say he was a bit under the weather. He most certainly didn’t want to deal with a nervous Stan.

“You’re f-fine, just stay with Y/N.” They were around the corner from the Barrens. Butterflies filled his stomach at the mention of her name. 

The sun beat down on their heads, Stan felt especially hot with bandages covering his head. He was trying his best not to overheat. A few branches littered the damp ground, Bill kicked a few and landed with a soft thud on the road. Their walk was silent, Stanley didn’t want to overthink anything.

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“They should be here by now.” Bev looked down at her new watch she saved up for. Her dad didn’t want to buy her one and there was no way she was stealing again. The watch released a soft ticking sound, the water pushed down the stream. It was half past 10, they were late.

Y/N though they were going to ditch the duo until, “Hey guys sorry we’re late.” Bill and Stan rounded the corner. Stan and Y/N briefly made eye contact and exchanged swift smiles. This technically isn’t any different than any other hang out, just with the pressure of Bev and Bill. Beverly watched the ‘lovers’ mingle, they each brought up small conversations like homework, or tiny updates on family. Beverly whispered something to Bill, neither of the other two heard.

“How about you two go head over to the rocks, we’ll meet you there in five.” That caught the attention of Y/N, Stan nugged her to comply, even though he was nervous. Beverly looked at her, moving her head forward in a motion to get going.

“Beverly, I thought this was a d-double date.” Bill’s whisper was louder than he thought. Everyone heard. Y/N’s face went red and Stan began to sweat. A double date wasn’t what they agreed to, or so they thought. Beverly’s expression went sour, Bill had to say something.

She glared at him and faced the other two, “Just head over there, we’ll be there ASAP. Promise.” She motioned for Bill to follow her into the loose barricade of trees surrounding her. 

Stan looked around for some sort of comfort, ”I guess we should go…”

Y/N laughed, “That was awkward.” Stan nodded, his face began to redden too.

She noticed, “Hey, It’s not a double date if we’re third and fourth wheeling.”

He looked at her, “But, what if we had just a date. Not a double or a triple.” “What.”

They stared at each other, neither expecting those words to come out of Stan’s mouth.

“Wait, are you being serious.”

“Yes.”

She took Stan’s hand, a scar had already formed from the blood pact, ”Well I would like that.”

He gushed at the girl, “Maybe we could go bird watching together.”

“I’d love that Stan. Maybe even get some ice cream when they fair is in town?”

“Sounds perfect.”

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