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A/N: Wow, ANOTHER one-shot! What a surprise lol And it's almost Halloween! Can't wait! :)

SuperSentai199: I know, right?! And you're welcome for writing your idea!

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Special thanks to .2019, Just2aw3s0me, SuperSentai199, fictionfangirl1, and EmiCat08 (Guest) for loving this so far!

Now, without further ado, here is the third one-shot!

"Bill, exactly what are we doing?"

"Just f-f-follow me," Bill replied simply as he pulled Steph by the hand down the street from where they had left their bikes. The teenage girl was amused at how eager her boyfriend looked at that moment, but she was also confused as to what he was doing. Nevertheless, she followed him out of curiosity.

It had been nearly a year since their battle with It, and once more, it was summer break for the remaining Losers. Steph and Bill were planning to go to the quarry just like the previous summer to go swimming.

But this time, they would be alone. Steph was slightly nervous, although nothing major would be happening. They were just going to be little kids again, but that did very little to calm her racing heartbeat.

Right now, however, she was surprised that they were now at the local bridge. She was beyond confused as Bill directed her to the railing, which was near the woods that led to the Barrens. She saw a tiny blank spot in one of the planks of wood as Bill knelt down.

"Where-Where's your kn-kn-knife?" he asked her. Steph squinted her eyes in bewilderment before pulling her pocket knife out of her side pocket.

The beautiful black pocket knife that Bill had gotten her for her birthday the year prior. She looked at it for a moment before handing it to her boyfriend. He took it from her, but not before letting his fingers linger over hers on purpose. Steph immediately knew that this was a sign of mild flirting, but it still left her embarrassed nonetheless.

He turned back to the wooden plank and began carving into it. Steph knelt down next to him. "What are you doing?" she asked. Well, she wasn't really asking that. Bill turned to her with a smile on his face.

"I-I know that it isn't our one-one-one year anniversary yet… B-B-B-But, I'm being a l-little early. Th-Th-This isn't the only gift y-you're getting, but might as-as well go ahead and do this…" he explained as he continued carving. He briefly looked at his girlfriend to see a grin on her face. And, although he blushed at this, he smirked at her.

"S-See? Th-Th-Th-That smile is one of the reasons why I-I love you," he added, which made her blush furiously. "Oh, please, Bill," she replied in a shy voice. But this made him shake his head as he finished carving his first initial.

"I'm-I'm serious," he continued. "Es-Especially that adorable blush." He brushed his fingers against her cheekbone. And despite the fact she swatted his hand away seconds later, he could easily tell she liked the flirting.

"Please, Big Bill!" Steph exclaimed sarcastically. "We both know that you're blushing, too!" This made him look down shyly as he grinned. But that smirk never faded from his smile. "Y-You love me," he said enthusiastically.

This made Steph smile as she rested her forehead against his. "Yeah, you're right," she replied smoothly as she took the pocket knife. She carved her first initial beside his before taking Bill's hand. After a shocked look from him, they both held the knife as they carved a plus sign between their initials.

"I l-love you too, Steph," Bill said simply, which earned him a kiss on the cheek as they both stood up and began to make their way back to the quarry.

"That makes me happy… what we did back there," Steph stated, tilting her head back towards the bridge. "If not incredibly cheesy, I love it to death. It's a very cheesy idea, though." Bill could see a smirk on her face and decided to play her little game.

"S-Says the girl that li-likes A Nightmare on Elm Street," he replied in a teasing voice, and he saw Steph giving him a playful glare.

"Well, that's a cinematic masterpiece!" she exclaimed dramatically. Bill shook his head as he held a finger up to make her be quiet. "No, that would be Gremlins," he said. Steph gasped at him jokingly as they got into a debate over which film was better.

"No, Freddy Kruger is obviously the better villain!" she exclaimed. "He invades your dang dreams! Gizmo is adorable and all, but the demon looking things are not scary!"

"Y-Yeah, but Freddy is just becoming si-si-silly," Bill complained. "His-His jokes and everything aren't fu-fu-funny! The gr-gremlins are not s-s-supposed to be-be scary…"

And during their entire stroll to the quarry, that was how the debate continued. Just arguing like little kids over which film they liked was better than the other. They weren't mad at each other, they knew that. It was just a small debate that they even realized had to end soon. But for some reason, the lighthearted bickering just kept going, and even Steph was starting to get annoyed.

"Okay," she said. "Let's stop acting like five-year-olds before one of us falls off of the cliff and dies." This made Bill stop their strolling as they inched closer to the edge of the very same cliff they had jumped off of almost a year ago now. He lightly pushed her in response.

"W-Way to be blunt," he replied in a mock snarky tone. This made Steph laugh in her melodic voice that made Bill weak at the knees. Their fingers brushed against each other as they stared down into the water five to ten feet away from them.

They both knew that they had to remove their top layers at some point in order to jump in. Bill sensed Steph leave his side, and he didn't even need to ask why.

Steph, meanwhile, pulled her t-shirt and shorts off in a rather shy manner. In just a few seconds, she was left in a two-piece black bathing suit. No longer in the blue, one-piece she wore the year before. Her mother had gotten this for her with the sad knowledge that she herself was growing up. But admittedly, she did feel a little self-conscious of looking so vulnerable. She knew that Bill would be looking at her and she would have to be forced to face him.

But most importantly, the silver scar that sat on her stomach from an injury that had happened 11 months prior made her feel more self-conscious; this made her cross her arms over her chest.

Bill, who was left in swimming shorts, was staring at Steph… But not out of impulse or how other boys his age would react. He was looking at her out of pure love and admiration for how his girlfriend looked. It was actually hard for him to not stare for too long.

God, she was gorgeous. And, in his mind, Bill didn't think Steph had any need to be so vulnerable in front of him. She was already perfect before today… And now… He wouldn't have anyone else other than her. He immediately added how much like an angel she looked to the list of things he loved about her.

She was a little skinny, but Bill honestly didn't care about that. Her slightly pale skin complimented her delicate blonde hair and dark and entrancing blue eyes. But he was more attracted to her shy smile as she looked back at him. The smile that always made his heart race faster than he could ever think.

"Bill?"

"Huh?" He was snapped back to reality. "W-What?"

"Something distracting you?" Steph raised an eyebrow.

The teenage boy felt his face heat up as he looked down for a long moment. He then noticed that she was also staring at him, but he didn't care, as he was only focused on her face. She stepped closer to him, and he did the same, seeing that her face was redder than he had ever seen it.

"I guess we're both easily distracted," she whispered shyly.

"I-I guess so…" He took hold of her hand, gripping it gently. Steph smiled at him as they both leaned in. But with a full blown smirk on her face, she closed the distance with a very small peck on his lips. She then let go of his hand and jumped off of the cliff whilst screaming, "Sayonara, sucker!"

"You dang cheater!" Bill yelled after her as Steph broke through the surface of the water. She submerged quite quickly, looking up to see her boyfriend smiling down at her, although he looked slightly annoyed.

"What are you gonna do about it?" she asked in a cocky tone. This made Bill roll his eyes playfully as he jumped in after her. When he came back up, he rubbed the water out of his eyes, coughing for a brief moment while Steph grinned at him like an idiot.

"Annoyed with me yet?" she remarked.

"Y-Y-You're the one who jumped in to-to escape me," he accused. "B-But no, I w-w-would never be annoyed with y-you."

Steph rolled her eyes at him as drifted slowly away from him. "Sure," she said sarcastically. "I'm probably gonna annoy you all day while we're here, anyway."

"I-I don't care if-if you do."

"Well, then you better not complain about it. You know you love me," she teased.

"I never said I was-was gonna c-c-complain."

Steph obviously wasn't listening anymore as she drifted farther from him. "Hey, how about a game of Marco Polo?" she asked. Bill pretended to think about it for a second before nodding. "S-Sure, we can do that," he replied. "B-But for what you-you did earlier, you're it."

This made Steph stick her tongue out at him. "Fine," she snapped, pretending to be irritated, but Bill knew she was joking. She closed her eyes and shouted out, "Marco!"

"P-Polo!" he yelled, and he almost immediately regretted it, because it turned out that Steph was a very competitive person when it came to playing games. She slowly felt around for her hands before shouting, "Marco!" Bill smiled as he drifted far away from her. "Polo!"

Then she all of a sudden jumped at him, which made him yell like an idiot as he dived away from her. That was what happened for several minutes: Steph feeling stupid as she called out, "Marco!" over and over again, and hearing his reply. She was never able to catch him, which really annoyed her. Perhaps it was payback for what she had done to him earlier.

But, after a while, Bill suddenly stopped responding.

"Marco!" Steph shouted again. No reply. Now she was confused. She couldn't hear anything but the sound of her breathing and treading water. "Marco?" she called out more softly. Still no answer. Very close to opening her eyes, she threw her arms out dramatically. And she could have sworn she heard a stifled laugh. "Okay, Bill! This isn't funny anymore! Marco!"

She jumped when she unexpectedly felt a hand on her right cheek. Steph felt her face heat up at the contact and she shivered when she felt a pair of lips brush gently against hers. "Polo," came Bill's soft response that nearly made her knees buckle.

Steph lost the very little control she had at that moment and pressed her lips fiercely against his. He responded by immediately putting his hands on her back and pulling her closer to him as she rested both of her hands on his neck. His hands didn't travel anywhere else, and she was secretly happy with that. He treated her with so much respect and she always loved that.

Bill, meanwhile, made sure that he didn't go too far; it was surprisingly easy for him, actually. He knew his girlfriend wasn't ready to go that far yet, and he respected her in that regard. But after a while, he did feel that he had reached the limit and began to pull away. But, to his shock, Steph pulled him back to her, not allowing the kiss to end.

They kissed for what felt like an eternity, refusing to let one another go. But they ended up pulling away after several seconds, staring into each other's eyes. Then Steph shuddered in his arms when he brushed his fingers against her neck.

"C-Can… Can I…?"

Steph's eyes widened slightly, knowing immediately what he was asking. To be honest, she was more surprised that he was asking for permission. She slowly nodded her head and closed her eyes as she felt him kiss her neck gently. It was just a simple kiss, and she knew he didn't want to go too far. She was okay with that when she felt him pulling away. Then her eyes widened as she saw his smirk right before she was tugged forward and back into the water.

Steph came back up seconds later and wiped the water off of her face. "What the hell was that for?!" she screamed in mock rage. Bill shrugged at her. "J-Just for what you-you did earlier," he replied nonchalantly.

The teenage girl groaned dramatically at this answer. "Can't you let that go?!" she yelled. "You're so not funny!"

"Y-You're not funny," Bill stated.

Steph smiled at this. "No, I think I am. Hey!"

He splashed water at her, making Steph rub her eyes as he laughed at her.

"Oh, you're in for it now, Billy Boy!"

It was most likely an hour later before the teenagers were finally out of the water. They were on the exact same rock they had been on a year ago, and once again, Bill was staring at Steph. She was sitting towards the edge of the rock, staring into space with a towel wrapped around her. Her hair was still dripping wet onto her shoulders; obviously it would take a while to dry.

He walked over to her and sat down beside her, slipping an arm around her shoulders.

"Y-You okay?"

"Huh?" Steph looked at him, finally acknowledging his presence.

"I w-w-w-was asking if-if you were okay. Is something wrong?"

Steph looked down for a moment in a hesitant manner. "It's complicated," she whispered.

"I'm-I'm all ears," he replied simply.

God, she looked beautiful. Even with her soaked hair, he wanted to run his hands through it. And her blue eyes were captivating as she looked back up at him.

She must have decided to not keep secrets from him, as she sighed and stared back into the water. "Bill, where do you see us in the future? Like, five to ten years from now…"

Bill blinked. He hadn't been expecting this question. But he answered nonetheless. "I-I don't know… I have th-th-thought about it a few times, though. Maybe by-by then, we might be gr-gr-grad-graduated from college, I'll be wr-writing a novel… And, I-I don't know, maybe we'd-we'd have an apartment or even a house t-t-t-together…"

"Together?" Steph asked softly.

"Y-You're in my future," he said without a bit of hesitation. "I love you, Stephanie Palmer…"

Steph blushed, but pressed onward. "What about fifteen years?"

"M-M-Ma-Married… Definitely married… Maybe a-a few kids, a h-h-h-house…"

She looked at Bill in disbelief, but had a small smile on her face despite this. "And you're absolutely sure about this?" she asked to confirm it.

"Positive."

Steph's heart began to race as she felt Bill pull her closer to him. "I just never expected that answer from you," she admitted.

"W-Why not?" Bill asked in a loving voice.

"Because you could have anyone… Anyone… And you just had to pick me… Why?"

Bill rolled his eyes, although he was willing to answer this question again. "St-Steph, do you want me to t-t-te-tell you why again?" he asked for was seemed like the millionth time to him, although it was only the second time.

Steph pretended to think about it for a moment before shaking her head. "Nah, I've heard it before, so you don't have to say it again," she replied.

"Okay," he said, pressing his lips to her forehead. "B-Because no one will be as p-p-perfect as you, Steph."

She rolled her eyes playfully as she looked at him again. "You do know that's going to annoy me, right? I don't think I'll ever get tired of it, though… But if you keep going, I'll push you back into the water."

"Y-Y-You wouldn't dare."

"Try me."

There was a long moment of silence between them as Steph continued to stare into the distance. But she broke it after a few seconds. "By the way, if we ever have a son, I'm naming him Georgie," she said.

Bill's eyes widened in surprise. "Steph…"

Steph shook her head at him and gave him a serious look. "I'm not joking. I would do that. Just saying," she continued. Bill stared at her in shock for a very long moment before finally nodding. "Okay," he said.

"But here's the thing," she added. "I'm… scared… of the future. I'm scared that It will return. Is it bad that I don't want that to happen? Like… I don't want It to come back…"

Bill gave her a sad look as he lifted her hand and brushed his lips over her knuckles. "It-It's not a bad thing…" he whispered. "Y-Y-You're scared. I'm scared, t-t-t-t-too… There's nothing wr-wrong with that. Even if I-I-I-It does come b-ba-back, we'll be-be ready…"

Bill saw his girlfriend smile again and felt his stomach do a somersault. Steph, with a dumb grin on her face, couldn't help but blurt out, "I love you."

"I love you, too," he said without a second of hesitation.

"And-And it'll always be you," he promised, brushing a strand of her blonde hair out of her face. "Always. Nobody else but you… And I'll pr-pr-pro-protect you until the day that I die..."

Steph hugged Bill, not caring that they were in their swimwear. "Promise?"

"Promise," he whispered, leaning in to kiss her once more.

A/N: You know, of course...

I love writing about these two lovebirds! I need to start writing the sequel lol

Thoughts on this one-shot? I didn't make it entirely fluffy! I feel like I'm okay at comedy as well!

Wait... was the comedy good? It was for me...

What about when Steph had her heart-to-heart with Bill? Was it adorable?

Which one-shot is your favorite so far? Please let me know!

Also, I want some incorrect quotes for these two characters and the Losers altogether! Please recommend some to me and I will put them at the end of each chapter!

I hope you guys enjoyed this one-shot! Please read and review! Have a great day, and until next time!

— Hermione Romanoff