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a simple favor- e.m

Pairing: Virgin!Eddie Munson x Virgin!Female!Reader

Summary: you ask eddie to help you out with something, causing him to act different

Warnings: virginity talk, loss of virginity, pretty smutty but no descriptions of the act of sex (still 18+, minors dni or i swear to god), eddie being an absolute charmer as always, reader and eddie have vulgar language, honestly just fluffy fluff

Request: Yes

Word Count: 4.4k

A/N: eddie is 19 turning 20 soon in this fic, reader is 18. it’s kinda inspired by the show awkward, if you understand the reference. but yeah i thought this request was super cute and gives me a nice break from writing some gut wrenching angst that breaks my own heart. enjoy! -sava

You hum along to the quiet sounds of the stereo that plays in Eddie’s room, convincing him to put on your ACDC cassette, much to his protest. He could never really say no to you though, you both being attached to the hip and practically inseparable. Plopping down on his bed, you hold your hand out as Eddie takes a long drag of his joint, passing it along to you as he blows the smoke in your face playfully. With a light shove, you bring it to your lips and inhale the sour drug. You blow the smoke in his face with smirk, him giving you a shove as well.

“That’s some good shit,” you breathe out, sitting back on his bed and resting your head against the wall. Eddie follows suit, his knee pressed against you leg as he rips the joint from your fingers.

“Right? Courtesy of Rick. Man, he never disappoints,” he replies, the rolling paper making contact with his lips once more. You hum in agreement and stare around his room for a moment, taking in all the band posters and the nerdy memorabilia scattered around his messy room. “Last hit, you want it?”

Taking the joint from him once again, you finish it off and sigh in contentment, reaching over his body to squish the bud down into the ashtray he kept on his nightstand.

It was routine for you to hang out at Eddie’s trailer most nights, either getting drunk on cheap beer or smoking a new strain he got from Reefer Rick. The two of you were as thick as thieves since your freshman year, taking solace in the man and the entire Hellfire club when you felt like, as Eddie would normally put it, a lost sheep. He approached you at your lunch table and complimented your combat boots, telling you he wanted a pair like those himself. You spent the rest of the lunch period talking and getting to know the man who you’d soon discover to be your best friend.

Cut to now, you having just entered your first senior year and Eddie beginning his third. You wanted to think him repeating his senior year had something to do with still wanting to be around you all day, but you knew Eddie and his attention span, only wanting to pay attention to things that actually mattered to him. He was quite smart, he just reserved those moments for his true passions in life. But you both agreed this school year would be different. 1986 was going to be his year, and yours as well.

The only problem about making this your year was one tiny detail: you were still a virgin at the ripe age of 18. You knew it could be normal to not having done the deed yet, but a majority of your graduating class and people in grades below you have already done it once, if not multiple times…with multiple partners, which intimidated you. The pressure and conformity that surrounded losing your virginity in high school was strong, but it didn’t bother you all that much. You just wanted to be able to lose it before you graduated. And you thought there was only one man for the job.

Eddie Munson. Your best friend.

You trusted Eddie with every secret and aspect of your lives, the two of you knowing how each other works like the back of your hands. Sure, you’ve had conversations that weren’t a hundred percent appropriate, like what turned each other on and any kinks the two of you might’ve had. But never have either of you expressed an interest in wanting to do it together. Which is why approaching him on the subject always made you feel awkward and ultimately backing out. It didn’t help that you had suspicions that the ‘freak’ of Hawkins had done it before, which would leave him experienced and knowing what to do while you were the opposite…if, of course, he were to agree.

But you wanted it to happen, especially now that you were a senior. And you weren’t going to back out of asking, not this time.

“Eds, I have a super random question,” you blurt out, directing your attention from his poster clad walls to his chocolate brown eyes. He looks at you and raises his eyebrows, the corners of his lips turning upwards a bit and slightly revealing his dimples.

“Sure sweetheart, what’s up?” You let out a breath and look to your lap, the eye contact making it too intimidating.

“So, um, we’re both seniors now, and there’s some stuff that I want to do before I graduate…like a bucket list type of thing,” you begin to explain, your hands moving in all kinds of different directions as you spoke. You watch him nod along.

“And what kinds of things would we find on this list?” He asks you, reaching for his beer and bringing the glass bottle between his pink lips.

“Having sex,” you answer honestly, making him choke on his drink. You readjust your position on the bed and pat his back as he beings a coughing fit. After a few moments, he takes another swig of his beer and breathes out a relaxed sigh, finally cough free.

“Like your first time? That’s awesome, Y/N! Who is the lucky guy you wanna give that precious flower to,” he jokes, wiggling his eyebrows as he begins to nudge your stomach with his boney elbows. You chuckle lightly as you push him playfully, the nerves you were feeling a bit ago starting to settle down.

“See that’s the thing. I want it to be with someone I trust and really know, not some asshole basketball player like Jason Carver,” you begin, snatching the beer from his hands and giving yourself a little liquid courage. Here goes nothing. “so…I was sort of maybe wondering if you would help me out with that…dilemma.”

Eddie’s eyes go wide at your confession, sending a lump straight to your throat. He slowly goes to set down his beer on the nightstand turns back to you, his face full of shock as his mouth hangs open and eyebrows up behind his little fringey bangs. You were beginning to think that asking him was a mistake.

“Y-you want me…to take your v-card?” He asks slowly. You nod and he continues to look confused, running his hand over his face and breathing out.

“I’m sorry, I probably shouldn’t have asked. It’s just that you’re my best friend, and I’m pretty sure you’ve done it before-so you know what you’re doing and I trust you with every other aspect of my life and I just-“ you ramble, but Eddie brings his hand to your mouth and covers it, looking back at you.

“You talk to much for your own good somethings, ya know?” he chuckles, removing his hand. You stare at him for a few moments, not sure of what kind of reaction you were wanting to expect next. “You’re wrong though…about the me doing it before. I’m in the same boat as you.”

“Wait really? I just thought maybe you had, since you’re like a big pervert,” you tease, him shoving you with a laugh.

“Nah, no one wants to sleep with the freak. Well everyone except you,” he turns to you with a smirk. You shake your head and let out a sigh. “I’ll do it though.”

You turn to look back at him, this time you having the wide eyed reaction to his words. He nods and you jump a little, wrapping your arms around him with a squeal leaving your lips. The relief you felt wash over your body soothed the bubbling fear of rejection that had been creeping up your spine since the words left your mouth. Pulling back, you both look at each other with a laugh, your hands going to your lap and playing with them.

“You didn’t mean like…now, did you? Like do we have a timeline?” Eddie asks.

“No! No, not tonight. We don’t even have protection-“ you say, but Eddie is quick to turn away from you and open his nightstand, rummaging through it before shifting back to you, unwinding a string of unopened condom wrappers with a small smirk on his lips. “For a virgin, you’re very prepared.”

“I’m a teenage boy, sweetheart. I’m always fucking prepared,” he explains with a laugh. He puts the condoms back in his nightstand, sliding it closed and bringing the beer bottle to his lips again.

“How about we do it on Friday? After Hellfire? I know it’s weird to like schedule…it, but I feel like that would be a good time,” you suggest. He nods along as he wipes his lips with the back of his hand.

“Yeah, Friday’s good. Are we coming back here, or going to yours…?” He asks again. You thought it was sweet that he wanted to know what you were interested in doing, considering it was his first time too.

“I dunno…I mean I don’t want it to just be some thing we just do to get it over with. I-I wanna remember it,” you say, heat rushing to your cheeks in embarrassment. You hated being corny in any possible way, but when it came to your first time, you always pictured it to be somewhat stereotypical like you would hear the other girls talk about or how you’d see in movies. Eddie’s hands find yours and he holds them for a second, making you look up at him.

“Don’t worry, Y/N. I’m gonna make it special for you. I want you to enjoy yourself. I have an idea, but I’m not saying anything, I gotta keep you on your toes. You said you trust me, right?” You nod in response and he pulls away, hopping off the bed and running towards his dresser. He tosses you one of his Metallica t-shirts and some gym shorts he hardly ever uses and grabs his own pajamas, heading towards the bathroom. Excitement filled your body as you change into your makeshift pajamas, ready to see what the next few days had in store for you.

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Over the past few days, you’ve come to notice Eddie’s new strange behavior. Not necessarily in a bad or negative kind of strange, just a different kind. Even the Hellfire boys have picked up on his behavior and asked you about it, but you had to tell him you had no idea.

Between cooking you breakfast after your sleepovers, instead of tossing a Poptart your way and rushing you out the door, holding the school doors open for you and holding your seat out to you, he’s been so…strange. On top of that, he’s using a sweeter tone with you that you weren’t all that used to hearing, with affectionate actions like holding your hand and rubbing your cheek with the pad of his thumb. It was as if the Eddie you knew had been possessed by a kinder, less theatric version.

The weirdest part of it all? You weren’t complaining, finding an odd amount of comfort in his recent actions.

Pulling open the passenger door to Eddie’s van, you pause as you see the back closed off by a makeshift curtain. Hopping inside, you go to look behind, the curiosity getting the best of you, before a ring clad hand smacks your own. You turn and see Eddie turning the engine on, shaking his head.

“Uh huh, no peaking sweetheart,” he tells you. You turn around and face forward in the seat, grabbing the seatbelt and buckling up for the ride. Eddie still hasn’t told you how tonight would go down, so you were anxious but in all the right ways. You wanted to see what kind of tricks your favorite metalhead had up his sleeve.

The two of you exit the parking lot of Hawkins High and begin your journey towards Eddie’s secret location. Metallica plays throughout the van as Eddie rummages through in his vest pocket, fishing out a neatly wrapped joint and handing it out towards you.

“I’m okay, thanks though,” you tell him, flashing him a small smile. He nods and puts the joint back in the home of his pocket. Your face crumbles in confusion. “You can have it though.”

“Nah, I brought this one for you. ’ncase you were nervous,” he tells you, turning the vehicle down an unpaved path.

“I mean, I am nervous. Just don’t think weed will help me much tonight though,” you tell him. You rub your hands against your jeans, wiping the sweat that suddenly piled up as you could feel the journey coming to an end. With a jerk, the van comes to a stop and you look up out the window. The two of you were at Lover’s Lake, noticing the way the water glistening under the moonlight.

“C’mon, follow me,” Eddie tells you, throwing open the driver’s door and jumping out. You follow his lead and meet him around towards the back of the van. You look around at the woods surrounding you, the nerves sitting at the bottom of your stomach.

“Alright, you can’t make fun of me for this, alright?” He tells you, looking you dead in the eye. You hold your hands up in a surrender pose and watch as he pulls the double doors open, the sight before you quite literally breathtaking.

Four pillows sat pressed against the curtain you tried peaking behind earlier, with fluffy blankets making it into a makeshift bed. You see some snacks, all of your favorites and some of Eddie’s, with a six pack and a boombox sitting on top of the blankets. Above the bed, are some twinkling lights that you see Eddie plug into the cigarette lighter at the front, circling back to you.

You turn to him with wide eyes and a grin plastered on your face. You had no idea Eddie had a cliche, soft side to him, but it really made your heart warm. He did all this for the two of you. He really did want to make it special and memorable.

“When did you-“

“Before Hellfire. Kept the supplies hidden in the drama room since yesterday,” he answers, his hand reaching towards the back of his neck as he kicks his feet against some leaves. You take a seat on the edge, your feet hanging out the van as you look at him.

“And the supplies are from…?” You ask, quirking a brow. His smirk perked up and gestures for you to scoot, coming to sit next to you.

“Rick’s house. Found out he’s in jail again so the place was vacant, but I figured you would want to go fuck in his bed,” he admits. You nod in agreement, scooting yourself backwards so you can lay down on the pillows he has so graciously provided, moving the snacks and drinks to the side in the process. You take your shoes off and slide the curtain aside a little, throwing them in the front to not get anything dirty.

Eddie closes the doors and copies your moments with his shoes, closing the curtain back, as well as the ones on the widows of the back doors and climbs over to lay on the pillows opposite of you, his face inches away from yours.

“Hi,” you let out nervously. He brings a hand up to your face and pushes your hair back, a timid smile creeping onto his face.

“Hi,” he replies.

“I-I’m not sure how to start this, if I’m being honest,” you tell him. He brings his face closer to yours and places a gentle kiss on your forehead, leaning his against it quickly after.

“Me neither, but I think people usually start with a kiss, yeah?” He says. You squirm a bit to get in a better position, bringing your lips to his gently, the two of you moving together as one. His movements are slow as he wraps an arm around your waist, the scent of leather and cigarettes filling your senses.

You can’t believe you’re actually kissing your best friend right now.

Eddie shifts in his place and moves a bit, beginning to hover over top of you as the two of you deepen the kiss. Eddie’s tongue slides past your lips, massaging it with yours sloppily. You run your fingers through his long locks, a quiet moan escaping his lips and vibrating through your mouth. You retreat back briefly, gasping for some air, Eddie doing the same.

“Didn’t know you knew how to kiss like that, Eds. You been practicing on your hand or something?” You chuckle. He lets out a breathy laugh, shaking his head at your antics.

“Not the only action my hand’s been getting,” you reveals, a snort leaving your lips.

“Gross Eds.”

“Eh, you love it though,” he quips back. Before you could reply, his lips are quick to meet yours again, his hands finding purchase on your hips.

You lean up and discard yourself of the denim jacket you always wore, tossing it towards the snacks. Eddies arms lift from your hips and reaches at his own jacket, throwing it on top of yours. Tugging at your Hellfire shirt, you peal it from your form and watch it join the pile. Eddie’s eyes go wide, the eye contact you two were making before gone the instant your bra-covered boobs hit the cool air of his van.

“Holy shit,” he mutters out. You bite your lip and lean in closer to him, breath fanning over his neck the closer you get. “C-can I touch them?”

With a nod, he reaches out and cups your boobs, a whine leaving your lips at the first squeeze. You tug at the hem of his shirt, beginning to feel shy at how exposed you were. He pulls at the back and brings it over his head, the Hellfire shirt joining the rest of the crumpled clothes.

You take a second to admire his physique. Sure, you’ve seen him shirtless around the trailer countless times, thanks to the hot Indiana summer heat, but the circumstances have changed for this particular moment. Involuntarily, you lick your lips, grabbing Eddie by the back of his neck and pulling him now into the position the two of you were in previously.

“Hey, sweetheart. I just want you to know. We’re taking this at your pace. Okay? Say the word. And we’ll stop. O-or we’ll slow things down,” he tells you between kisses. You smile and move his bangs out of the way, getting a better look at his chocolate eyes in the warm lights hovering above you. Removing your hand from his face, you snake them around yourself, struggling a bit to unclasp your bra.

The sound of a snap makes Eddie’s head turn, looking around before your hand finds it way back to his face and shifting his focus down towards you again. Gently, you remove your bra from your body, revealing more and more parts of your body to your best friend that you’d always kept hidden.

His mouth flies open at the sight, hands quickly find their way to the round mounds attached to your chest. He rolls your pert nipples between his corse fingers, a sigh leaving your lips at the cool sensation of his rings lightly brushing against your flesh.

“First pair of boobs meet your expectations, Eds?” You ask, biting your lip to stifle a laugh.

“They’re alright,” he replies, earning a slap to the shoulder from you, the sound much louder now that his shirt was off. He snorts out a laugh and brings his pink lips onto yours again, continuing to kneed your breasts with both hands. Threading your fingers in his hair, you pull him closer to you, the kiss becoming all tongue and teeth. His hot breath against your mouth felt comforting.

“Mm, sweetheart?” Eddie asks, looking at you as you take a quick break. You hum, cocking your brow up at him. “Any chance we could, um, remove some more clothing? No rush, it’s just-my dick is just trapped in a really tight place right now.”

“I mean, it’s about to be somewhere tighter,” you snicker out. He rolls his eyes and gives you a teasing look.

“Now who’s the dirty minded one?”

You fumble for a moment and begin undoing his belt, the clinking sound overtaking the small space of the van. Finally getting it to budge, you pull down his black jeans and your eyes go wide at the tent growing in his blue checkered underwear. Looking up, you catch Eddie’s smirk at your reaction, rolling your eyes as he plays with the loops in your own jeans.

“Can I take these off, sweetheart?” He asks, his beautiful brown eyes looking up at you through his lashes, the most sincere face you’ve ever seen him make staring you down. You undo the button and zipper as you nod, Eddie quick to help you shimmy out of the black denim. Pooling the jeans at your feet, Eddie pushes them to the side where his own sit crumpled in a pile, your baby blue cotton panties now on full display.

Heat creeps up your neck and onto your cheeks as the two of you stare at each other, only one article of clothing away from being completely naked in front of your best friend. It felt weird, you weren’t going to try and deny that. But ultimately, it was comforting. You knew Eddie wasn’t going to judge you, and you wouldn’t judge him. It felt safe, which was the exact feeling you were hoping to achieve.

“Hey, I have an idea,” you say, leaning up on your elbows to look at him. Eddie’s attention slowly fades from your panties, practically tearing himself away from the sight to look at your eyes. “What if-we took these off together? Get all any awkwardness out of the way by taking them off at the same time?”

“Yeah, t-that sounds nice. Count of 3?” he asks. You nod and begin the countdown. The nerves in your stomach were quick to disappear as you both began pulling down your last item of clothing, quickly discarding it into one of the piles you both had made of your clothes. Curiosity getting the best of you, your eyes began their journey down to see Eddie’s…thing.

And holy fucking shit.

You quickly became slack jawed at the sight, your legs closing together and wanting to rethink this entire arrangement. There was no way that thing was going to fit inside you. Eddie notices your facial expressions and brings a hand to your cheek, rubbing his thumb along the smooth skin.

“Don’t be nervous okay? I’m gonna take care of you, I promise,” he reassures you. Smiling up at him, you give him a nod and let out a shaky breath, opening your legs once more and watching Eddie’s motions as he snakes his way down your body, your hands flying to the pillows beneath your head to brace yourself for what was about to happen.

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A tickling feeling pulls you from your sleep, opening your eyes slowly to reveal a bit of sunlight creeping through the small curtains on the backdoors of Eddie’s van. Flipping over, you’re met with the warm welcoming smile of the owner of said van, a smile creeping onto your own lips. His hair was messy, strands flying out left and right and his eyes squinting from waking up as well. You scoot closer to him, laying your head on his pillow with his face just inches from yours now.

“Hey you,” he lets out, the sound of his morning voice going straight to your core. You hum out, stretching your arms out with a yawn.

“Hi,” you say, blinking a few times before connecting your eyes with his once more. Eddie brings his hand up to your face and caresses your cheek, inching his way towards you before pecking your lips.

“How’d you sleep?”

“Pretty good, considering how tired I was from the activities last night,” you quip, sending a smirk his way. He lets out a breathy laugh and beckons you to lay on his chest, which you happily comply with.

“So…did you enjoy it?” He asks, his hand finding yours and playing with your fingers before interlocking them with his. You rise from his chest for a second, flashing him the crazy expression.

“Enjoyed it? Are you kidding? Eds, you made me come twice. Most girls don’t even come once during their first time,” you explain to him. He’s sent into a fit of laughter at your answer, pulling you back into his chest as his mop of curls shakes.

“I’m glad I could be of service, sweetheart,” he tells you, pressing a kiss to your forehead. You wrap your arm around his torso and give him a squeeze, snuggling into the exposed flesh and relishing in the post-sex bliss that still lingered in the air. “Although, I might be bursting this little happiness bubble we have going on here with what I’m about to say.”

“Then don’t say it,” you mumble in his chest.

“I gotta let it out,” he explains, shifting a bit, which sends you retreating from his warmth to meet his gaze. “Pretty sure I realized I loved you when I was balls deep in you last night,” he admits, his eyes going to look at the van that surrounded you to avoid your eyes. Leaning on your elbow, you reach for his chin and direct it towards you, your face scrunched in a fake angry pout. Eddie mouths “what” at you, and you extend your neck up to kiss his lips.

“Pretty sure I fell in love with you last night too…only I realized when your head was between my legs,” you admit yourself. You watch the smile creep onto his face before diving in to crash his lips with yours once more, your hand coming up to rest against his cheek. The two of you break away from one another and let out some giggles, the revelations continuing to settle in.

You can’t believe you’re in love with your best friend. Things between you have always been platonic in your eyes, and you assumed Eddie had seen it that way as well. But the connection the two of you built last night while your bodies were intertwined with one another bonded you on a whole new level, and it was something you definitely wanted to continue with him.

“You know…” Eddie begins, making your quirk your brow at him. “We still have plenty of condoms. Totally unused.”

“Then what the hell are we still talking for?”

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