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"HOLY FUCKING SHIT!" Richie's shouting to no one as he heads back to the Home, mostly pent up excitement now that he's left Regan, and he's grinning from ear to ear for maybe the first time in weeks. The snow was gone, Regan was alive, he'd kissed her and she'd liked it.

Richie's stomach was still doing flips, and had been since they'd gone to share a slice of pizza, their hands interlinked. Now he feels like he needs to do something, but he can't focus enough to figure out what. Is Regan his girlfriend now? What the fuck does that even mean?

He took out his phone and texted the first person he could think of.

EMERGENCY CAN YOU MEET ME

So maybe it wasn't an actual emergency, but right about now, Richie didn't care much.

[For Jamie or Eddie or Beverly or all of the above.]

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I had a feeling it wasn't really an emergency.

As I sat on the front steps of the Home with a book in my lap, my phone had pinged softly and I looked down at the text and grinned. Richie liked to overreact a lot of the time and I felt like he was probably just fine, but I texted back, asking him where he was.

Almost as if on cue, he was suddenly turning the corner and I leaned forward so he could see me, then waved.

"You still have all your limbs and you're not bleeding," I called. "Is it really an emergency?"

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At some point during his walk back to the Home, Richie starting running. He doesn't notice until he's finally at the Home, stopping in front of Jamie to catch his breath.

"Jamie," Richie says, and he bends over for a second, bending over for a second to try and get a good breath in, "You've gotta teach me sign language."

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"Okay," I agreed. "So you can talk to Regan?"

I could have signed most of that, just to be funny, but Richie seemed rather serious. He was out of breath and it seemed like learning sign language was more important than telling me what the emergency was. Unless learning sign language was the emergency and then I was going to have to break it to him that it wasn't exactly going to be a quick process. I was still learning and I had been doing it for ages now.

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"...yeah," Richie replies, looking deflated for a second, as if Jamie had taken away his big news. He didn't register that Regan is pretty much the only person the two of them know who uses it all the time.

"I only know like three words."

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"She'll help you practice, too," I told him, although I was happy to help. Regan just knew a lot more than I ever would, no matter how often I practiced. Still, I could help Richie start and then he could surprise Regan with what he already knew.

"Is that the emergency?" I asked. That didn't seem like an emergency to me, but Richie had much bigger reactions to things than I did. Maybe something had happened that was too hard for them to communicate through writing.

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"Yeah, man," Richie says, because it should be obvious. Except, it's only then that he realizes that he never actually told Jamie what happened. "Because we kissed and because it really sucks that I can only just type stuff on my phone."

Regan's been pretty okay with it so far, bur Richie figures it probably sucks for her, not being able to talk to him like she's used to talking to everyone else. Plus, he really wants to know more about her and it feels like that's a big part of it.

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At that, I lit up into a grin, unable to help myself. I hadn't even known Richie and Regan liked each other like that, but it made me happy, thinking of two of my friends being together. Especially since Richie seems excited about it, excited enough to want to learn how to sign properly and I thought that was probably a very good thing.

"Really?" I asked, still grinning. "That's exciting, that's not an emergency! I thought it was something bad. I can help you, though. I'm still learning myself, but I'm loads better than I used to be."

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Richie shrugs, because it definitely felt like an emergency to him in the moment. Because now he wants to learn every bit of sign language he can, so they don't have to type everything on their phones all the time.

"If it was something bad, do you really think I'd be texting?" he replies.

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"Maybe!" I said, then laughed. I had come to expect nearly anything from Richie, it was part of why I liked him so much. Of everyone I knew in the city, he reminded me most of the other boys. Being around him was like being back with them in a lot of ways.

"Okay, this is simple," I said, then held up my hands and began to sign. It was simple, just Hi, I'm glad to see you.

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Richie watches closely as Jamie signs something, but can only pick up on part of it. He adjusts his glasses and frowns.

"Hi, I'm seeing you? Why would I ever need to say that?" he asks, and wonders if there's any way to do his Voices with just his hands.

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I laughed, then signed it again more slowly, speaking it as I did. "Hi, I'm glad to see you. It's a really simple place to start and I bet she'll like it. But you mostly knew that one already, which is good. If you want to surprise her at first, we should practice together for a few weeks and then you can ask her to help you. You can sign it, asking her to help you more."

He would learn much better from Regan than he would from me, but she was helping me most of the time, so I knew I was getting better and better as time went on. If I could teach Richie even just a few things, I knew she would be really impressed with him.

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Jamie signs it more slowly and Richie tries to imitate it, though he thinks he's clumsier than Jamie is, switching from one word to the next one.

"Yeah, I don't wanna ask her to help me yet," he replies, thinking that it'll be better if he can just do it on his own, even if it'll take forever. He pauses for a moment, thinking, and frowns.

"But it sucks that more people can't talk to her that way. Everyone should learn it."

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I nodded my agreement. That was what I had thought when Regan and I first met, it was what prompted me to start learning as soon as I could. I couldn't imagine having to write down everything when I wanted to communicate with someone and if I could help in some small way, just by learning her language, then I would.

"She'll really like that you're learning," I said, then grinned. "Especially if she wants to kiss you."

Then, my grin growing, I signed, Can I kiss you? "That's how to ask if you can do it again."

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"Wait, do that again?" Richie asks, and he tries to do the sign himself, but wasn't paying as much attention as he should have been to Jamie's hands in the moment. That was a very important sign that he'd definitely need. At least, he really hoped he'd need it. Richie's stomach flipped a little bit at the thought of it.

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I signed it again, slower this time, then realized it would be a really bad thing for Regan to see us right now, with me repeatedly signing Can I kiss you? to the boy she had just been kissing. I tried not to giggle, then did the same sign again, keeping the same slow speed.

"Okay, do it at the same time as me now," I told Richie. "Slow at first. It's important you get the shapes right. That's what Magnus told me."

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Richie mimics Jamie, repeating the sign slowly as he tries to commit it to memory. This one is definitely take a few times before he gets it right, and Richie wants to be sure he doesn't accidentally say something else instead.

"Where'd you even learn this one?" he asks, wondering if Regan taught it to him, even though that doesn't make any fucking sense.

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"I just know the words," I said. "And then I can put them together into the sentence. It might not be exactly right, because I'm still learning, too, but I think she'll figure it out."

I had never had any cause to use it and I doubted I would, except when I was practicing with Eddie. But it would be a good thing for Richie to know. I bet Regan would really like that.

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At first, when Beverly gets a text from Richie citing an emergency, her first instinct is to worry. It's second-nature, maybe, after the last summer they spent together. In the moment it takes her to pick her phone up and prepare to respond, though, she realizes that if it were a serious emergency, he probably wouldn't be sending her a text like this. She's still a little concerned, but not extremely so, when she types out a response, already getting to her feet so she can grab her stuff to leave the apartment as she does.

Yeah where are you? You ok?

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Richie is headed towards the Home, but stops in his tracks when Bev texts him back, ready to change directions. He doesn't answer her question right away, mostly because there's something else he can't stop thinking about and the answer to that seems more important at the moment.

what do you know about kissing?

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On one hand, a response like that means it's definitely not an actual emergency. On the other, it's probably the last thing Beverly would have expected Richie to say. Her eyes widen a little as she looks at her phone screen, pausing for a few seconds by the door to her apartment. She'll still meet him wherever, if he wants, but at least now that she knows there's nothing wrong, she doesn't feel like she has to rush out as quickly as she can.

um a little? I've kissed 2 people, she replies. Richie did you kiss someone??

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TWICE!!!!

Richie sends the message back as fast as his fingers can type out the words, a big grin on his face. For a second, he forgets that he was heading to Bev's house.

IM COMING TO YOUR HOUSE

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Unable to help herself, Beverly grins when she sees his message. It gives her all sorts of further questions, but if he's coming over here, she can wait until he's arrived to ask them. Talking about this in person will probably be better, anyway, if only because she's here alone. Somehow she does not think that Hopper would be particularly thrilled to have to overhear Richie's enthusiasm about kissing.

Ok I'll be here, she sends back, setting her stuff down again while she waits for Richie to arrive. And then I want to know everything!

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By the time Richie gets to Bev's house, he's out of breath and really wishing he had a fucking bike. Or that he'd at least swiped Eddie's bike. But it's not like there had been a lot of time between finding Regan, hearing about all the bullshit that had happened to her, and... well, the other awesome stuff that had happened.

Still, he knocks loudly on the door all the same.

"BEVERLY MARSH!" he shouts.

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"Oh, my god, I'm right here, calm down," Beverly says in a rush as she swings the door open, though she knows that telling Richie to calm down is probably completely futile. Under the circumstances, she can't really say she blames him, though she would hesitate to admit that part out loud. She remembers — she thinks — her first real kiss, and how she felt after. Her own excitement might have been considerably more muted, but it was still there.

Grinning, she figures she might as well get right to the point, since he probably would have anyway. Once the door is closed, she asks, "So what's this about you kissing someone twice?"

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Richie nearly burst in when Bev opens the door, and it feels almost like his skin is buzzing with excitement as he waits for her to close it.

"Yeah, didn't you hear about it? Eddie's mom showed up yesterday," Richie replies, not able to resist the joke in the moment, despite his excitement.

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"Yeah, but you said twice, and there's no way she'd come back for round two with you," Beverly says without missing a beat, rolling her eyes exaggeratedly. It probably shouldn't surprise her that Richie has led with a joke about Eddie's mom. In her own enthusiasm and curiosity, the likelihood of it just hadn't occurred to her. That, or maybe it's one of those faulty memory things, something that was gone until it wasn't anymore, brought back as he said it.

"Seriously, who'd you kiss?"

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Richie has forgotten a lot of things about Derry, moments fallen into a fog that he can't break through, but one thing he doesn't think he'll ever forget is Eddie's mom.

But at the moment, there are more important things at stake than Mrs. K.

"It was Regan," he admits, his grin widening even more as he remembers the moment. He doesn't ever want to forget it.

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"Yeah?" Her smile widens in turn then. She remembers a while back, when Richie and Regan both woke up looking like adults, Regan telling her that she thought Richie was cute. Beverly never really thought much about it after that, but she guesses it must be mutual. Richie looks happy, his teasing about Eddie's mom dropped, if only for the moment, and so it's hard to be anything but happy in turn.

It's unexpected, but not in a bad way. A little strange to consider, given Richie's voices and the way he cracks jokes all the time, but maybe, in a way, that's a good thing.

"She's pretty cool. I didn't know you liked her. You know, like that."

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Richie shrugs, though the grin on his face shows no signs of fading any time soon. He doesn't know if he can remember exactly when it started, when he started to think of Regan as more than just a friend, but he figures maybe sometime around the time they'd both ended up like forty years old, but even that doesn't seem right.

"Yeah," he says, "I guess she likes me like that too."

It's not something he ever thought about much until recently, liking girls in that way. It's weird, but in a good way.

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"Yeah, only because she doesn't know better yet," Beverly says without missing a beat, though she's still grinning as she speaks, clearly teasing. Richie, for all his character voices and irreverent humor, is one of the good ones, the kind of friend with whom she'd trust her life. Fuzzy as some of the details might be now, she knows they wouldn't have all made it through that last summer without each other, and that she wouldn't have made it out of the cistern if the others hadn't come for her.

"That's great. Just don't fuck it up." Brow raising, she adds, "So you were gonna ask about kissing?"

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Eddie knew Richie, and he knew all about his emergencies. At best, he was about to get roped into something that would definitely get them into trouble with someone, and at worst, it was just Richie trying to trick him into making an ass of himself. Probably both.

Closing the book he'd only sort of been reading, he texted back:

WHAT KIND OF EMERGENCY?

Like he wasn't going to just go along with whatever Richie suggested, anyway.

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Richie knows that as far as he, Eddie and Bev are concerned, 'emergency' probably has a different meaning than it does for a lot of people. But in that moment, his heart still beating pretty hard, he doesn't consider it.

I NEED TO KNOW EVERYTHING YOU KNOW ABOUT KISSING

He figures Eddie's probably just at the Home, so he starts heading that way about as fast as his legs can carry him.

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"Ugh," Eddie said to the empty room, typing out a reply to tell Richie that he was upstairs.

Grateful that there was no one else around, he climbed off of his bed, walking over to stand in the open doorway.

As soon as he saw Richie round the corner, he said, "What the hell, Richie?"

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When Richie gets back to the Home, he bounds up the stairs two at a time, and rounds the corner, stopping to catch his breath.

"What?" Richie asks, sounding genuinely confused at Eddie's annoyance. Because as far as he's concerned, his message was completely necessary. As was running all the way back to the Home.

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"Uh, I don't know. Maybe I don't want this to be like the time you wanted to know if Jamie and me were going to put our dicks inside each other's dicks," Eddie said, giving Richie a look he should've been very familiar with.

Duh.

"Who's trying to kiss you, anyway? And don't you dare fucking say my mom, I swear to God."

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If it were any other time, Richie absolutely would have said it was Eddie's mom he was kissing. But right now is one of the rare moments that Richie figures it's more important for him to get right to it.

"Regan," Richie says, and there's a wide grin on his face as he says it, remembering, "I kissed Regan and it was a lot better than kissing your mom, Eds."

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"Oh shit, are you serious?" Eddie said, completely forgetting to be annoyed at the comment about his mom. He'd started it, anyway, so it was only fair, and also—

"Holy shit. Why? I mean, I know why you kissed her, she's awesome, but what the hell?"

It was too early for weird mistletoe stuff, which was also something they never mentioned ever, and as far as Eddie knew, there hadn't been any kissing game parties lately. It seemed like everybody had kind of grown out of those, anyway.

"I didn't know she even liked you. I didn't know you liked her!" There was maybe just a little edge of accusation to it, if only because Eddie thought that Richie was incapable of keeping a secret like that.

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"Yeah!" Richie replies, though he can't remember just when he started thinking of Regan that way. Definitely before all the weird snow shit, but maybe it was thinking that something bad had happened to her that really made it click.

He's grinning as he shrugs, and wonders if he's going to stop feeling kind of sick to his stomach any time soon. It's a 'good' sick to his stomach though, which is super weird.

"She's just really cool I guess."

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"I mean, yeah, she's awesome," he said, sitting back down on the end of his bed heavily enough that he bounced.

Even Eddie had enough sense not to say it, but he did wonder how Richie managed to talk with Regan, when he couldn't run his mouth and make stupid jokes and do his voices. He didn't realize Richie even had that kind of restraint. In fact, he was kind of impressed.

"So, what do you need me to tell you about kissing, anyway? Did you drool on her?"

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"No, I didn't drool on her!" Richie says, immediately defensive, before he thinks it over. "...was I supposed to?"

As much as Richie hates to admit it, as much as he's talked about sex and kissing people, he hasn't actually done much of it. At least, not compared to Eddie and Jamie, he's sure. He kinda hates that that's the case. And that it's Eddie that he's asking about this, really.

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