(Loosely based off of the lil comic strip by LoveLuck on Ao3!! That's where the pfp came from bc I love their art... gulps...)

summer break, the best few months in a high schoolers life, time to party and go on crazy expensive vacations. Not for Richie and his friends, they would rather play video games and go to the lake, much like today!

it's sunny and warm out, perfect day to go swimming! There's not many places around hatchetfeild to go swimming other than two rivers and a large lake, the same lake you and the group go to whenever you want to cool off during summer.

everyone gets out of their cars and walk down to the sandy shore of the large, clear water lake, there's not many trees around so you can clearly see the ground everywhere, it's a beautiful place and the water is even better, it's cold, but not too cold, there's a clean up club in hatchetfeild so there's no trash in or around the water either! It truly is the perfect spot. There's nobody at there other than the small group of "nerds" and... you... Richie's "dumb jock boyfriend" as the others call you.

Ruth and Grace are already in the water by the time you and Richie get down to the lake, Steph, who's now in a bra and boxer shorts, is trying to get Peter, who's in shorts and a long sleeve starwars shirt, to join her in the water, he's not budging, insisting that he'd much rather read on his fold out chair than get wet and cold. They both stop bickering when Richie removes his sweatshirt, revealing his bare chest, and the bites and hickeys that litter his skin.

"What?" richie asks, tossing his sweatshirt onto the small picnic table next to him

Steph scoffs like it's obvious, which it is. "what do you mean 'what'!? What the fuck happened to you!?... you look like you've been fuckin mauled." she steps forward, poking and prodding at the marks on his skin, he rolls his eyes and sighs, glaring at you

"You can thank "Teen wolf" over there." he retorts, gently pushing her hand off of his neck with a wince when she pokes a particularly tender area

"What?" Steph questions, walking back over to Peter, who's still staring at Richie with wide eyes

"Y'know... teen wolf...? The- ugh nevermind. I was comparing him to a warewolf... cuz of the whole... biting thing...?" he blinks at her, hoping she understands what he's trying to say. She seems to catch on, just barely, before Ruth calls for the others to join her and Grace in the water