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Misunderstand: fail to interpret or understand the words or actions of (someone) correctly.
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Richie looked down at his shaking hands, and paused completely still. He took a deep, long breath in and out to get things straight.

Bill likes him? This can't be happening. Stan likes Bill.

He's only know him a week? What?

Panicking, he decided to call Bill and make sense of it all. Before he told anybody, especially Stan, he needs to see exactly what Bill meant.

Bill picked up on the second ring.

"Hello?" His voice echoed through the phone.

Richie bought the phone to his ear, "Hey, so about that text you just sent me..." He trailed off, deciding to let Bill do all the talking.

"Text? Did I send you a text?" Bill questioned, Richie rubbed his eyebrows in frustration. "I don't think I did, I might of butt typed it. Eddie does that all the time."

Richie nodded even though Bill couldn't see him, "Yeah," He confirmed, taking a deep breath. "The 'I think I love you' thing..."

He heard Bill gasp, "No! Oh my gosh!" He yelled.

Richie stayed silent.

"I'm so sorry, Richie, I meant to send that to Stan. I was going to text you afterwards about our project and I think I just accidentally clicked your name instead and woah, I am so sorry!" He told him in a hurry, eager to tell him.

Richie's eyes widened, "Did you say Stan? You love Stan? Shit, no way!" He yelled in excitement. His eyes suddenly widened once he realised he'd just sworn.

Richie Tozier, respectful prince and leader, had just said a swear word.

He fucking loved it.

"I didn't mean to say that. You don't, you don't think he'll hate me for it, will he? I just didn't know how to make things better." Bill almost whispered.

Richie smiled, "Not at all," he responded. "But, I do have a plan, meet me in ten minutes, Jamtate Café? Do you mind if I bring the others, we all want to help." He said, sure that the others would be up for what he had planned.

"Sure thing, I'll be there in five. Hey, thanks for understanding. We haven't known you long but we've all agreed we can really trust you. You're a good dude." Bill told him sincerely, obviously rushing about to get his coat Richie assumed from all the rustling.

Richie smiled again before turning back around and walking towards the café again. He had a plan, he had no idea whether it would work or not, but it was worth a shot.

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Bill sat on the field just outside their school, with one of Ben's picnic blanket led neatly on the ground. He had all of Stan's favourite foods around packed neatly onto one side of the rug, and a bunch of flowers in his hand.

Richie had told him everything, with the hopes that Stan wouldn't be mad and would be grateful for sorting out this mess.

Why Stan was mad at him yesterday, why Stan was acting so strange.

Richie had suggested Bill telling him his feelings, as that's what he was going to do anyways. Besides, Bill's random text gesture wasn't the most romantic one he could have gone for.

So, the losers (Beverley's joke had now stuck, much to her amusement) set the best romantic gesture up. Hopefully Stan would say yes, even though he liked him back, because Richie was pretty sure Bill was going to take the hit and ask him out.

Bill was freaking out, to put it frankly. The others admired his confidence.

Bill sat down on the picnic mat and waited for their texts in confirmation Stan was on his way, glancing every now and then at the group chat they had just made in favour of this mission.

Mike
I told Stan that I needed meet him at Malyn Park and that it was urgent. He's on his way! good luck

Eddie
He's on his way, we can see him :)

Eddie
Sorry we're literally hiding behind a building now watching this happen

Beverley
BE PREPARED OMFGGGG I CANT BELIEVE THIS IS HAPPENING MY SONS YES

Richie
Good luck, Bill.

Bill chuckled down at his phone, before standing up so Stan could see him.

Stan cleared his throat and reluctantly walked over to Bill, "Sorry, um, do you know where Mike is?"

Bill smiled, "Actually you're here for me, sit down."

"No I'm bloody not, where's Mike?" He said with annoyance. Bill flinched at the hostility, praying the others were right and that he wouldn't ruin his friendship.

Bill took a deep breath, "I love you, uh- Like you I mean. Like, in that way. Sorry. Actually I'm not sorry, you're really fit."

Stan stepped back in surprise, "If this is a joke, it's not funny."

"I've loved you for a very long time," he started. "This isn't a prank, this is a confession. I want to be with you, Stan. I want everything to do with you, not only because I love you, but because you love me back. Well, I'm hoping anyways." Bill confessed.

Stan's eyes widened, "I-I don't know what to say."

"Be my boyfriend?"

Stan smiled brightly, his guard already going down, "Yes. Of course I will."

In the distance, the rest of the losers cheered once they saw the two smiling. Too focused on the scene unfolding in front, Richie didn't notice how Eddie gazed lovingly at him, with a small smile perched upon his face.

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