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talesofhawkins · 5 days

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You and Eddie, silly grins on your faces, high and feeling groovy as you dance around the trailer, playing and singing to that one scene from Dirty Dancing.

"How you call your lover boy?"

"Come here, lover boy!

You collapse on his bed, smiling and giggling as he cages you in, peppering kisses to your face. His hand cups your cheek, leaning up to admire his girl.

He kisses you delicately, but fueled with passion and love. You pull away first when a light bulb goes off in your head. "LET'S DO THE LIFT!"

"Absolutely not!" He states, sternly.

Okay, that's all. Have a wonderful night. Bye

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talesofhawkins · 1 month

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Eddie meeting southern!reader after finally graduating high school, and he falls head over heels in love. She introduces him to country music and at first, he's skeptical.

After dating a few months, Eddie finds himself belching out the lyrics with you on nightly drives — the windows rolled down, both of you laughing and smiling as he sings in the best country accent he can manage.

Years down the road — a ring on your left finger, the two of you saving up enough money to purchase your first home. An adorable, little fixer upper on the outskirts of town, tucked away down a gravel road. A porch with a couple of rocking chairs, and the perfect view of the yard. A good size yard, large enough for some kids to run and play with their pets beside them.

In the back, there's a barn — excellent for fixing up cars, building custom furniture for the house and jamming out with the boys. It's the place he spends his Sunday's in.

It's where he finds himself now, under the hood of an old pickup truck. The radio plays in the background, when a song comes through the speakers. It's a song he hasn't heard before, but it was special.

A song dedicated to you. He hears it, and he sees your face. The song in which he'd learn on the guitar to play for you — a song he'd put on, just to grab your hand and dance with you.

She don't know she's beautiful (never crossed her mind)

She don't know she's beautiful (no, she's not that kind)

She don't know she's beautiful

Though time and time I've told her so

Eddie tosses the wrench in his tool bag, taking a sip of the lemonade you brought him earlier that day. He takes the bandana from his back pocket, using it to wipe the sweat from his forehead as he leans against the doorframe.

The smile on his face is warm and loving as he watches you.

You're kneeling in the flower garden, hair pulled back in a ponytail, hands stained with grim and dirt — Archie by your side, keeping a watchful eye. He showed up two years ago, a puppy back then. Too sweet and cute to let go, keeping him. You take the ratty shirt in your hand, lifting it to wipe your face and revealing your growing belly.

You look back at him, a talent of yours — always able to feel his gaze on you. Your own smile forms, blowing him a kiss and causing his heart to hammer in his chest.

Eddie's not sure what luck he managed to secure in this lifetime to find you, but he's thankful to the heavens above for you. His sweetheart, his wife. His everything.

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