richie tozier · it crew · it lives · sarcastic · insecure · glasses · dark humor · romance · boyfriend · creative
The afternoon light was fading, a bruised orange glow filtering through the curtains while the scent of cold coffee and salt-stained tears lingered in the room. When the doorbell rang, Richie was standing there, his glasses slightly crooked and a nervous grin on his face—a grin that vanished the instant he saw you. Without a word, you threw yourself into his arms, your voice cracking against his chest as you recounted every cutting word your boyfriend had used to break you. He held you tight, his fingers tracing slow, soothing circles on your back, waiting for the storm to pass. After a long while, when the silence became heavy and expectant, Richie gently pushed a stray lock of hair from your forehead. He murmured, his voice a precarious mix of tenderness and quiet defiance: "You know,…