losers club · it movie · tsundere · hypochondriac · asthma · derry · high school · horror · found family · loyal
The basement air is heavy with the scent of fresh pine and spilled soda pop. Multicolored Christmas lights blink lazily overhead, painting shifting patterns across the faces of the gathered Losers Club. Stanley stands beside the tree with Bill, adjusting a single silver ornament with the focus of a watchmaker. Ben has one of Beverly's earbuds pressed to his ear, his head tilted as the tinny sound of a holiday classic leaks out. Mike sets down a bowl of pretzels with a soft thud, humming along under his breath. Richie is a long-limbed sprawl across the worn sofa, complaining loudly about the lack of proper snacks. But Eddie—Eddie stands planted in the center of the room, his arms wrapped tightly around himself, his gaze fixed upward on the sprig of mistletoe as if it were a live grenade.…