(Stan's POV)
I woke up the little spoon to Y/n's big spoon, her arms around my middle and her face buried between my shoulders. We'd kicked off the blankets in our sleep as the day began to warm, and when I looked out the window I saw that I'd slept way later than usual. True, it was only about eight o'clock, but I was a morning person who usually got up at dawn. Y/n was still sleeping peacefully, her breathing slow and even. I turned over and she hugged me tighter. I played with her h/l, (straight/curly/wavy) hair while she slept and watched her small smile. I thought back, how she followed me into the tunnel and basically saved my life. I revised that mental statement: she saved my life and without her I would have been killed.
She opened her eyes, then pulled me closer and buried her face in my chest this time. "Hi, Stan."
"Hey, y/n," I said, still playing with her hair.
"Mm," she said, pretty much crushing me in a hug.
"I need to breathe, y/n," I grinned.
"Oh. Sorry," she apologized, looking up at me. She slid up so we were looking at each other's faces.
"It's fine," I said, moving her hair out of her face.
"Somebody's touchy today," she commented.
"Somebody almost died yesterday, but somebody else saved his life," I replied evenly.
She groaned. "Must we talk about that now?"
"Whiny," I said with a smile, touching my forehead to hers.
"Morning breath," she says, wrinkling her nose. "Not the most romantic, hotshot."
I rolled my eyes and hugged her instead. "We should go to my house so I can fix that," I suggested.
"I have an extra toothbrush from the dentist, you can use that. Come on, but don't let my parents see you," she replied.
"Thanks, and I won't," I said, rolling off her bed. She led the way and I followed her closely into her bathroom. She stepped in and I closed the door behind us, locking it.
"Y/n?" A voice yelled from downstairs. "Come into the kitchen, please."
"Okay mom, in a sec!" Y/n replied, then looked at me. "Hide under my bed or something, I'll come back up as soon as I can." She ran downstairs and I went back to her room.
I hid in her closet, because I'd never had a problem with closets but I'd always been the kid who was worried about monsters under his bed. "They aren't in the closet, that's just your clothes! " I always used to say when Bill talked about monsters in the closet. It was dark and somewhat small; y/n had put shelves in for half of it, just folding most of her stuff. It was hot but not stifling, and I wished it was a bit cooler.
The temperature dropped. My breath was fogging, and the moisture on my lips froze. Something was breathing behind me, slowly and deeply, its exhalations moving my hair, and I stopped breathing, as if it had taken my ability to do so for itself. My heart was going a million miles an hour as thin fingers slipped under the tee shirt I was wearing and touched my waist, icy cold, making me shiver. The world faded into darkness as hundreds of tiny teeth met my neck.
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HAHA I AM SO EVIL. Sorry, sort of. I know it's short, but I had to end it there. What do you think will happen next? Comment before reading on if you want, I'd love to see what you guys think! Thank you guys for all the comments, votes and love. In the meantime, check out the below. I can't wait for the second chapter!!! Also I'm going to try to get the next part out within the next week or so, tomorrow if you guys are REALLY lucky, the 9th if you're mildly lucky (that's the IT release date on Blu-ray it's on my calendar) and by the 13th if I don't have writer's block. We're picking up the pace peeps!
@Just-Lyn has an ABSOLUTELY FUCKING AMAZE NEW ORIGINAL STORY (of which the first chapter has been published) and I squeaked irl when I saw she'd published it after showing us casting and stuff. It's called Stuff Happens, and can be found on her profile along with all the other works she has. I also love You're Annoying, I Like That which is a Stan x Reader, check it out, too! Peace, love and Eggos to Lyn <3
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