Richie Tozier / Bill Weasley
Bill laughed, laughed until he had to double over a little, because Richie's face. "Ah, mate. What are you going to do? Just pop off to the shops and grab a pack?" He asked when he could talk again, which took a moment. This place didn't exactly have a general store and when it did it was Klaus and somehow he couldn't imagine Richie going and asking for condoms. Besides they weren't about to solve any problems on their own. He tucked them into Richie's pocket, patting them to ensure they were safe.
"The first time I went out with a guy proper I was seventeen. Us wizards keep to ourselves a lot, but I went out in London and I met this guy," Bill whistled as he shook his head. "Drew was so pretty I thought I might just die. He was older, too old probably," he paused to take a drag. "It was 1988 and I didn't get it, I'd lived in this different world. But I do get it," he said with a shrug. "Not that I lived it, but I saw some of it and it was," there weren't words and Bill wasn't going to try to put them in his own mouth.
"Anyway, he was so fit and I was this ridiculous, lanky, over eager teenager, I'd had girlfriends before and just had no idea," Bill snorted, clearly remembering fondly.