#eddie series
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You Belong With Me | Eddie Munson
pairing: Modern!Eddie Munson X Fem Reader
summary: Part 2--Eddie gets a special visit...but it hurts more than it helps.
warnings: drug use, language, mentions of cheating, sad Eddie
word count: 4.2k
a/n: I've estimated about 7 or so parts to this series and I will be working on them for the next couple of weeks.
*******NOT MY GIF, CREDIT TO OWNERS*******
“Yeah I’m coming!” Eddie says from his room, getting up from his bed and pressing the butt of his blunt into the ashtray on the nightstand. He had been laying in bed, listening to Ozzy, smoking and drinking a beer after he got back from the basketball game a little while ago.
He was pissed at you for yelling at him earlier and bailing on him when it was so out of character for you to do so. But it was nice just sitting under the bleachers alone, oogling the love of his life. Another knock comes as he exits his room, “I said I’m coming-” He swings the front door open and it reveals a sad and red eyed Chrissy.
“Shit Chrissy, are- are you okay?” Eddie steps aside and allows her to enter the trailer.
“Hey Eddie. Sorry to just come over unannounced and all,” Her voice is strained but steady, as if she’s used to speaking after crying.
“No no it’s fine. What’s going on?” He walks over to the couch and sits down, Chrissy following after.
“Jason and I got into a big fight after the game tonight,” Eddie’s ears burn at the thought of Jason being a dick to such a sweet girl then return to normal after thinking about the fight he just had with you, “And I couldn’t be around him anymore so I went for a walk. I thought about things on the way then noticed that I was almost to here and decided to stop by.”
Eddie’s surprised at the words coming from her. She thought of him and decided to stop by, could this be his lucky day?
“Aw I’m sorry that sucks. What can I do to help? Do you need me to go beat him up? Cause I will, I’ll do it right now.” His tone is upbeat and happy but he means every word.
A smile creeps onto Chrissy’s face showing her perfect teeth, “No, no. Nothing like that. I was just wondering if you could, um,” She hesitates, nervous to ask the question.
Eddie puts a reassuring hand on her knee, this being the second time in 2 weeks that they’ve touched. “I’ll do anything, just say the word.” His doe eyes wide and full of truth.
“Can I get some weed or pills or something? I’ve not been in the best headspace lately and I just need something to take the edge off.”
Those were not the words he thought she would say, not in a million years. His face grows warm, nervous about selling to Hawkin’s most famous IT girl. He needs the money but he feels bad for taking it from her, she doesn’t look like she’s taken anything stronger than a baby aspirin in her life, and now she wants weed or pills.
“Are- are you sure? Have you ever smoked before?” She shakes her head, “I know I said anything but I don’t know if I can,”
“Oh,” Her head falls down, clearly disappointed at his words, “That’s okay. It was stupid for me to come here anyway. I’ll get out of your hair, let you get back to whatever you were doing.” She stands up, hands running over her short skirt, both out of nervousness and to cover her ass.
Eddie shoots up quickly not wanting her to leave, “Wait! I mean if you really want some weed then I’ll give you some but on one condition.”
Her baby blue irises meeting his dark brown ones, liek two oceans colliding, “What condition?”
“You gotta smoke it with me. Can’t have you choking to death after taking one puff incorrectly, so? We gotta deal?” He holds his hand out for her to shake, needing another form of touch with her.
“Deal.” Her tiny hand is engulfed in his, the warmth of her skin seeping into his palm.
Eddie tells Chrissy to stay in the living room while he goes and gets a joint and lighter from his room. Returning only a few seconds later he plops down on the couch, exhaling a loud sigh.
“So I’ll start it off for you then I’ll show you how to take a hit correctly,” Chrissy nods at his words.
Eddie puts the blunt into his mouth, cupping his free hand around it to shield the imaginary wind as he lights it, taking a few short puffs just to get it started for her. Once he’s satisfied with his work he pulls it from his lips and hands it to her.
Chrissy looks at it weirdly, not even knowing how to hold it. Eddie notices this and opts to just guide the butt just past her lips, her strawberry lipgloss covering the paper. She looks at him every step of the way, not wanting to do it wrong.
“Alright now all you’re gonna do is breathe in slowly,” She follows his words, taking a slow, deep breathe in, “Good. Good, now,” He pulls his fingers and the blunt away from her lips, “Hold it in for a second until you start to feel that burn in your chest, then exhale.”
She holds for a short second before falling into a coughing fit. Eddie goes to rub her back, soothing the burn he knows all too well from his past. She takes a little to regain her barings again before sitting back up and leaning into the worn out couch.
“Okay that is not as easy as you make it look,” Her voice is hoarse, which Eddie only finds attractive.
“Don’t worry sweetheart, the more you do it the less it hurts,” He takes a long hit, letting the smoke fill his lungs for far too long.
“Okay then, guess I’ll have to try again then,” Eddie just nods and takes another hit before handing it back to her. She follows his steps the same way, only this time she isn’t coughing up a lung.
“Nice job. You’re a natural.” Eddie smiles and the two of them sit there just enjoying the peace and sharing a smoke.
Once it’s down to its last little bit, Eddie puts it out and leans deep into the couch, spreading his legs wide in the process. He lays his arms over the back and looks up at the ceiling. He’s always loved doing this after a good smoke, just sitting there, staring at the ceiling and allowing his mind to wander and eventually go blank.
Chrissy is sitting beside him still, more relaxed than before which brings a smile to Eddie’s lips. The room has been quiet for a while and Chrissy has a question that she’s been meaning to ask.
“So, why do you do it?” SHe says after clearing her throat a little.
“Do what?” He doesn’t look at her, still focused on the ceiling above.
“Why do you act the way you do? Why play that game and listen to that music? You do realize it’s not normal right?” This catches his attention, he brings his head up to look at her, her eyes drifting from his face to her lap where she fiddles with her hands.
“Why are you with Jason when you know he’s sleeping with half the girls at the school?” Eddie’s feeling feisty now, not pleased with the sudden line of questioning.
“I asked you first.” Chrissy retorts back.
“I don’t know what you mean. I act the way I do because that’s who I am, and I play D&D because I find it fun and thrilling. Being normal ’s just not for me, trust me on this one sweetheart.”
“But it could be. If you tried, then you wouldn’t have everyone staring at you and calling you a freak.”
“Yeah but you forget one thing,” Eddie’s sitting up right now, hands on his knees as he gets closer to her. Her eyes are looking at him again, scanning his face quickly, almost worry in her eyes.
“What’s that?” Chrissy’s voice is small and weak, Eddie’s presence now intimidating as he gets right up in her face, a mere inch apart.
“I don’t give a damn what people think.” Chrissy is staring into his eyes now, completely locked in and focused.
“Your turn, why Jason?” Eddie really is curious as to why she’s with him, and he know’s it can’t only be for the social status, “And don’t say because he’s captain of the laundry basket game.”
“It’s called basketball and I wasn’t going to say that. I like him because he’s sweet and kind and always does the best for others.”
Eddie can’t believe the words she just used to describe him, “Jason? Like Jason Carver, the one who bullies me relentlessly and judges people if they breathe the wrong way? That Jason?”
“Yes Eddie, that Jason.”
“But how?”
“I know he’s not the best to be around during school but that’s just because his dad is a jackass who won’t get off his back about basketball and his grades. He’s stressed all the time and just needs a break. And when he’s with me he’s thi sweet guy who doesn’t care what others think, just wanting to be the best he possibly can be.”
Eddie looks at her, mouth wide like a fish that’s trying to get air after being pulled from the water. Never in his 20 years of life did he think that he would hear someone say those things about Jason, especially in his trailer! It felt like an out of body experience.
“Can I ask you another question?” Chrissy is looking at him, ignoring the stunned expression.
“Uh sure. But this is the last one.”
“What’s up with you and y/n?”
“Nothing, why?” The hair on the back of Eddie’s neck stand up at the mention of you.
“I didn’t se her with you today at the game and I was just curious. I mean you two are always together, even Jason and I don’t spend that much time together. Guess you guys just have a good relationship.”
“Woah woah woah. Y/n and I aren’t in a relationship. She’s just a friend.”
Chrissy gives him a quizzical look, not fully believing him, “Uh huh, so you guys just carpool together and walk to classes together and eat lunch together because you’re friends?”
“Yes. We do,” Eddie sits up straighter now, feeling like he has to assert dominance in this situation.
“Okay then. I was just wondering,” Chrissy is looking directly in his eyes now, analyzing the vast space of his irises.
His eyes are cool and calm, whilst hers are wide and a little curious. Eddie’s gaze dips from hers to her lips then back up again. Her lipgloss is pretty much gone, most of it on the end of the discarded blunt. They are soft and pink, not at all chapped and worn like his.
Eddie’s feeling bold and a little angry right now. Bold from the weed and angry at you for not believing that he could have Chrissy if he wanted to, so his next moves weren’t quite thought out. So before either of them knows it his lips are on hers. Chrissy gasps into the kiss, it quickly being muffled by his mouth. She knows she should pull away, she knows she shouldn’t be kissing anyone other than Jason, especially Eddie “The Freak” Munson, but his lips taste different and the way he holds himself is in high contrast from Jason.
So she leans in a little, giving back to what Eddie is giving her. They kiss for what feels like forever to Eddie but in actuality it was only a few seconds before she pulls away.
“I-” Chrissy tries to speak but the words fall silent on her tongue before she can even get them out.
“Shit, I’ve been wanting to do that for so fucking long. It’s even better than I imagined,” Eddie has his world famous grin on, happy to have finally made a move on his dream girl. He starts to lean back in for another kiss when one of Chrissy’s small hands touch his chest, pushing him back.
“What? What’s wrong?” Eddie’s concerned now.
“It’s, um, it’s Jason. I can’t do this to him.”
“But the guy is a jerk, you can do better than him,” Eddie puts his hand over the one onhis chest, “I can treat you better than he can.”
Her eyes are still downcast, not even daring a quick glace up to his. She slips her hand out from under his, letting it fall into her lap again. “Eddie I’m sorry. Really I am, but I can’t. I love him, and he loves me.”
The words are like acid to Eddie’s ears, his face burning at the sound. His body goes numb as he falls back into the couch. Chrissy is talking but he can’t understand her, being rejected is already too much to bear.
“You should go.” His voice is cold, harsh; he barely recognizes it himself.
“Yeah, um okay.” She gets up, gethers her things then rushes out the door. The sound loudly reverberating off the walls of the tin can Eddie calls a home.
He sits there. For a good 10 minutes he just sits there, thinking. Thinking about how he just kissed his dream girl, about how her lips felt on his, how good her lipgloss tasted on his tongue, how much he wishes it could’ve lasted longer, how he hates himself to doing it in the first place.
Eddie’s been dreaming of that moment since he was in 7th grade. He hoped she would be his first, in everything; first girlfriend, first kiss, first to have sex with him-he hoped for it all. Now he’s left sitting here, rejected and cold and alone.
What makes him feel worse is that he can’t even go talk to the one person he knows would make him feel better because she’s mad at him for something she was ultimately right about. He just wishes he could take this entire day back and start over.
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All night you had been laying in bed and wracking your brain for all the possible ways to make it up to Eddie. Going through all these years of friendship the two of you share, thinking of all the things Eddie loves; weed, horror movies, milkshakes from Jay’s Diner, and the cookies you make.
You get up from your bed, the bright light of the rising sun peaking through your curtains. You could only sleep for a few hours that night, too afraid that you had ruined your best friendship. Throwing the blankets off yourself you get ready for the day, choosing comfort more than style.
An hour later you are standing in front of Eddie’s trailer, cookies and milkshakes in hand as you carry a bag of all his favorite horror movies you had just gotten from Family Video. You clock that Wayne’s truck is still outside even though he is normally on his way to work by now, but you don’t pay much attention to it as you knock on the door.
You wait for a few seconds and then are faced with the older man with salt and pepper hair.
“Hi Wayne.” You greet with a smile on your face.
“Hey honey, you here for Ed?” He moves aside to let you in.
“Yeah we uh got into a little fight last night and I wanted to check in on him. Brought milkshakes and cookies.” You hold up the items in your hand. Wayne smiles at your gesture, one Eddie would be sure to love as well.
“He’s been real upset today. Hasn’t said a word to me since I got back from work this morning, rarely comin’ outta that room a his.”
You’re confused for a minute at his words. Eddie seemed mad at you sure but to go as far as to lock himself in his room all day, that was dramatic, even gor him. The look on your face must’ve clued Wayne in on the fact that you had no clue what he was talking about.
“If ya don’t mind, may I ask what you fought about?” HE rubs the back of his neck, a thing Eddie does when he too is nervous, “Possibly get an idea as to why he’s like this.”
“Well he wanted to go to the basketball game last night but I wasn’t feeling up for it. I had tried a few times to tell him I didn’t wanna go but he’s a stubborn one,” Wayne nods his head and smiles a little, “I let my anger get to me and accidentally yelled at him, saying things I did and didn’t mean. But I didn’t think he would be that mad about it, not enough to lock himself inside for hours.”
The two of you standing there in silence, contem,plating all the other reasons for Eddie’s behavior today. The older man looks at his watch then sighs, knwoing it’s time to go to work but not wanting to leave his nephew.
“Go ahead. I’ll see if I can get to him, I’ll call you about what happened later.” Wayne gives you a reassuring smile and a squeeze on the arm before heading out the door and to his late night job.
You take a deep breath in and out, calming your nerves. You set the milkshakes into the freezer, not wanting them to melt as the two of you talked before heading down the short hallway to the metalhead’s room.
It’s rare to see Eddie’s door closed, always an open book in his own house. You knock on his door 3 times, a special order to them, signaling that it was you who was outside of it. Eddie was the one who suggested the two of you got a secret knock, being that both of your parental figures tended to just walk in unannounced and without warning.
The knock was short and sweet, something easy to remember. Eddie was the one who used it most, knocking on your window late at night to steal you away for a night drive or a smoke sesh.
There is no response from Eddie, so you try the knock again, hoping he just didn’t hear you the thifrst time. Nothing, no response.
“Ed? You okay in there? Wayne said you haven’t left there all day.” You try and keep your voice neutral, not showing the hurt from deep inside that this might be your fault, “Look if this is about out fight last night I just wanted to say I’m sorry. I wasn’t in the right head space and I really shouldn’t’ve talked to you that way.” Still nothing, not even the shifting of sheets could be heard.
“I brought some movies and cookies. Oh and that milkshake you love so much from Jay’s.” You start to get worried now, Eddie has never been this quiet in his life, “Eddie please talk to me. I really didn’t mean to say those things about you and I take back every word. If you really, truly love Chrissy then I will support you. I just don’t want you to get hurt is all, I love you and hate seeing you like this.”
At the mention of Chrissy, Eddie’s heart constricted thinking about what happened last night. And for the first time all day, he speaks.
“It’s not your fault,” The words are soft, the sound in his voice coming out strained.
“Are you sure? I know I was harsh and I take full responsibility for your emotions and my actions. Can I come in? I kinda feel like I need to say this to your face.” You pause a moment, waiting for something, anything. Then you hear the small *click* of his door being unlocked. You open it and gasp at the sight in front of you.
Eddie is laying on his bed, blankets wrapped tightly around him as tissues surround and litter the the places around him. He was crying.
“Shit.” You say under your breath. There is soft music playing in the back ground, you recognize the song to be K. by Cigarettes After Sex. You know the song is on his sad playlist, one he rarely listened to that you knew of. So for him to be listening to it right now is startling.
“Eds?” You walk into the rom fully now, setting the cookies and movies down on the floor by the door. You take a few steps towards his bed, his back is turned to you.
“Eddie, what’s wrong?” You’re now at the edge of his bed, wanting more than anything for him to turn around and look at you. He just lays there, his breathing moving his chest up and down slowly.
“I fucked up.”
“Huh?” You weren’t even sure he said anything that’s how quietly he said it.
“I fucked up, badly.” He turns around now, showing you the aftermath of his endless crying all night. His eyes are puffy and red, tear lines stain his face as a little bit of snot if still lingering on his nose.
You’ve never, ever seen Eddie cry out of sadness before, happiness, excitement, pleasure, sure but not sadness and it worried you to your core to know who or what did this to him. You take a seat on his bed, placing a hand on his thigh, the layers of blankets stopping any sort of heat of his to tough yours.
“What happened? Why do you think you fucked up?”
“Chrissy came by last night…” That’s when your ears perked up, so this was her fault huh? “She wanted drugs but I wasn’t sure she should do them alone since I figured she’s never done them before. Being miss popular “good girl” and all.”
Eddie sits up now, clearing his throat as you just sit there, leting him talk. “I offered to sit with her and teacher her how to smoke properly as to not hurt herself, you know?” You only nod, “Well we were sitting there a few minutes just passing it back and forth, talking occasionally until she asked me a question.”
“Which was?”
“Why do you act the way you do? It seemed harmless at the time, just something that one would ask the town freak,” Your heart pangs at the name he calls himself, “I retorted with a question of my own, following in her line of questioning. Everything was good, then she looked at me. Like really looked at me and I couldn’t hold back anymore, after what you said and the way she just seemed so damn pretty even after coming here with tears staining her face. I kissed her.”
Your eyes went wide. He kissed her. Eddie kissed Chrissy. Eddie Munson and Chrissy Cunningham kissed. The “town freak” and the “cheery good girl” of Hawkins kissed. No matter what way you put it nothing changed. The boy you love, are in love with kissed someone else, someone who had a boyfriend who despised Eddie.
You’re silent, not even breathing as Eddie stares at you, “We only kissed for a few seconds but it was great, her lips were soft and sweet. I wanted to stay like that forever, I could’ve if she didn’t pull away. She told me it was wrong and she couldn’t do it, Jason being the one she loved, even though I know for a fact that he’s fucking other girls around the school.”
The words and thoughts of Eddie kissing Chrissy still heaven’t left your brain, you needed to get them out. “So that’s why you’ve been in here all day. Cause Chrissy rejected you? Not our fight?” You needed a clear answer.
“Yeah. I mean part of it was because we fought, but only a small part, most being because of the kiss.” His eyes are on his lap, where he messes with the chunky rings adorning them. You place your hand over his, stopping th nervous tick.
“Hey, it’s gonna be okay. You’ll find someone else who doesn’t have a dickwad for a boyfriend and who loves you just as much as you do them and you’ll be happy. I promise,” Clearly you were talking about yourself but he didn’t need to know that. He gives you a smile and pulls you in for a hug, squeezing tightly.
“Thanks sweetheart. You always know what to say to cheer me up.”
“I’ll always be there for you Ed, you know that.” The two of you break apart, you missing the warmth of his body against yours all too much.
“Did I hear something about horror movies and milkshakes?” You laugh at his change in conversation.
“Yes you did. I went to Jay’s earlier to get your favorite, which I still don’t get ow you can drink a birthday cake milkshake but I still bought it.” You stand from his bed, extending your hand out to im, “Let’s get you out of here, watch some movies and eat a shit ton of unhealthy foods.”
Eddie takes your hand without even taking a second thought, letting you lull him to his couch in the other room. The two of you sit there for the rest of the night, watching movies, eating cookies and drinking milkshakes. Everything was back to normal, almost.
Your heart still beat for Eddie but you knew now that you couldn’t do anything to pursue it, knowing it would only confuse and hurt him more. So for now you would stay an arm's length away, letting him pull you in whatever direction he wanted, a smile plastered to your face the entire way.
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The Cherrywood Motel
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warnings: soft eddie, smut, minors dni, oral (fem rec), p in v, cream pie x 2, riding, showering together, a jump from last chapter.
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You lug all your clothes into the laundromat down the street, heaving the heavy bag onto the table before you once you’ve made your way inside. The smell of bleach and laundry detergent mixes in your nostrils as you sort your piles of dirties.
It’s early in the morning, the only person in the place being you and an elderly woman. You enjoy the quiet, only the soft whirring of the dryers breaking the silence.
You separate your lights from darks, throwing your first load in when a familiar voice resonates through the quaint room.
“Shit- fuck,” you look over to see Eddie struggling with a bag of laundry. You chuckle to yourself, your eyes meeting his. His face lights up when he sees you.
“Hey stranger,” he breathes out as he settles in at the table next to you.
“Hi Eddie,”
Ever since Eddie woke up in your bed, things had been different. Eddie seemed happier, his demeanor not so jittery. You talked more, Eddie revealing more about his life.
You learned he was really a dork. Knows a little too much about horror movies, still plans D&D campaigns for fun, and collects mugs from every new place he goes.
He’s become softer, more himself in the last few days. You found yourself getting closer to him, his magnetic force drawing you in with every little conversation.
His captivating personality had you expressing more things about yourself, like your favorite flower, how you got the scar on your shoulder, and all about your childhood cat, Mr. Snuffles.
Talking to Eddie when he was sober was easy, he didn’t go on unnecessary tangents, he wasn’t as flirty and he looked oh so pretty when he was healthy.
His usual red eyes now pure, no sign of distress in them. He even started taking care of his hair, his usual frizzy locks now smooth and curly. He was doing better. You were proud of him.
“Didn’t think I’d be seeing you today,” he says, pulling out all of his clothes and settling them into a pile. He gathers them all in his arms, walking towards a washer.
“Aren’t you gonna sort them?” you ask, chuckling to yourself as Eddie struggles with the large amount of clothes he has in his hands.
“I never do?” he says as if it's almost a question.
“Well, I’m sure you have some 200 dollar shirts in there that are begging to be sorted,”
“My uh- lady at home usually does it. This is how I used to do laundry when I was a kid,”
You roll your eyes, motioning for him to come back to the table.
You sort his dirty clothes for him, it feels pathetic but the smile he has on his face as you help him makes it somewhat worth it.
“You’ve gotta sort lights from darks. I’d suggest separating your whites too but I don’t want you to keel over,”
He chuckles, grabbing the pile of darks and carrying them to a washer. He puts in his quarters, handing you some so you can start the pile of lights.
“So what are you up to for the rest of the day?” he questions as he strolls back to the tables where your clothes still lay.
“Nothing really, apartment hunting for a little bit and then back to the motel,” you gather your pile of clothes, turning towards the washers and placing the items inside. Eddie swoops in front of you and puts quarters in for you, you playfully roll your eyes but smile up at him nonetheless.
“Oooh, that should be fun,” he scratches at the back of his neck, “I uh- owe you for bailing me out so just let me know what you need for the security deposit and I’ll write a check,”
“Thank you Eddie, but you don’t have to. I lost your jacket, I bailed you out, were even,”
Eddie shakes his head, curls flying in all directions at the erratic movement.
“Someone stole my jacket from you, you didn’t just leave it for anyone to take. Plus I can,so let me,” he states, eyes locking with yours in a stare.
“Just let me, it’s the least I can do-” you nod your head, allowing the man to help you pay your way into a new apartment.
A feat that was easier said than done, you had looked at 5 separate places with Christa, none of them being anything close to what you wanted or needed.
You finally decide to call it quits and return back to the hotel, smiling when you see Eddie waiting outside your door with a pizza box in his hand. Christa sends you a wink as you get out of the car, a soft “enjoy yourself” falling from her lips.
Eddie grins widely when he sees you step out of Christa’s car.
“Sorry- thought you were home from your hunting,” he motions towards your car that is parked a few spots down from your door.
“Kinda got stuck at our last place. Creepy landlord,” you straighten out the pleats of your skirt as Eddie sucks in a breath in through his teeth, wincing dramatically.
“At least you dodged that bullet,” he says as he leans against the doorframe waiting for you to open it, his slim shoulders doing a good job at boxing you in. The smell of his cologne makes your mind whir, gone are the days of dried puke and alcohol.
You unlock the door, Eddie’s hand pushing it open forcing you to duck underneath his arm. He lets the door close softly behind him once he is inside, being sure to lock the deadbolt.
He places the pizza box on the small table by the window. He draws the curtains, blocking out the rest of the world and turning the room into a space that was only for the two of you.
“Got your favorite,” he motions to the box with his thumb as he walks up behind you. You’re stepping out of your shoes when Eddie’s arm snakes around your front, under your arm and resting on your collarbone. He’s come over every night since the cleaning fiasco, you talk about the ten-day-whirlwind that the two of you have embarked on and get to know eachother even more.
Eddie spends most of his time apologizing when you recall anything from the short time of knowing him, ashamed of how much he had hurt you.
It’s been a week of take-out, today bringing you to day seventeen. Ten days of hell and seven of something in between a raging fire and a rumbling earthquake- scalding your skin and shaking off the dust settled deep in your soul.
His arm comes undone from you, his hand tracing down your tricep, over your elbow, ghosting down your forearm, finally grasping your hand as he draws you towards the radio sitting in the corner of the room.
Eddie liked to dance- he twirled to what he called your “teeny bopper” music, he swayed his hips to country music, he even danced to his own music when you forced him to listen to it one night.
Eddie danced with you tonight- his fingers fit perfectly through yours, his hand rested right in the dip of your waist, his lips looked pretty in this light.
“Are you thinking about kissing me, sweets?” He questions, a smile forming on his lips as he leans forward. You blush nervously, nodding your head. His smile gets even wider before he leans in, lips capturing yours.
Both his hands come to cup your face, cheeks tugging and eyes crinkled as he leans in further. His other hand comes to rest on your hip, pushing backwards until your knees hit the back of the couch. You pull away, shifting from foot to foot as you wait for Eddie to take the reins. He chuckles softly before capturing your lips in another soft kiss before pulling away and plopping down onto the couch. He pulls you into his lap, kissing the corner of your mouth, then your cheek, then down your neck, all the way to your shoulder.
His eyes meet yours, his hands fumbling with the edge of your sweater. A plea on the edge of his lips as he looks up at you. You nod, letting him remove the garment from your body. He audibly moans at the sight, your breasts bouncing freely only leaving you in your skirt.
“Please tell me you have panties on,” he mumbles, hand snaking down to your center. He bites his lips and groans when he’s met with your sticky folds.
“S’ laundry day,” you giggle.
His fingers trace through your slick, he has half a mind to shove the fingers in your face, make you lick yourself off of him. But When he glances over your face, your pouting lips and furrowed brow send his heart racing. He decides right then that you're an angel. He thinks there’s no way you're real, there is absolutely no way you’re here with him.
He wraps his arm around your waist, standing from his place on the couch. He walks you back to the bed as you kiss up the side of his neck. He lands you on the middle, arms caging you in as he leans down to kiss you. He’s much slower this time, desperate clashing of teeth melting to well thought out movements.
You pull away from him, hands coming to mess with the edge of his old band tee.
“You’re much too dressed for the occasion, Mr. Munson,” you giggle out. He smiles down at you, getting up to strip out of his clothes. You hold your breath when he pulls down his boxers, his cock springing out and slapping against his belly. It’s big and you’re sure he knows it.
He crawls back up the bed, kissing from your ankle to your neck. He splays kisses across your face, finally meeting your lips in a sweet kiss.
His eyes bore into yours as he pushes some hair from your face before kissing you again, but he pulls away much too quickly for your liking.
“M’ gonna eat you out now, kay’?” he mumbles against your lips, you nod, throwing your head back as Eddie begins to kiss back down your body. He stops at the waistband of your skirt, mumbling something to himself before hooking his fingers in the band and pulling the fabric over your bottom.
He moans at the sight of your center, leaning forward to press a kiss to your thighs before diving in completely. He licks from your hole, up to your clit, tongue dancing around the bundle of nerves. Your knuckles grip the white sheets, mind reeling as he works you up to an orgasm. He laps at your pussy, pulling away to spit on his fingers.
His ringed fingers come to push through the sticky mess the two of you have created, one finally pushing in, drawing a guttural moan from your lips. The cold metal of his rings bump against your skin every time he thrusts his fingers in and out. He works you up to three before pulling them out completely, mouth still assaulting your clit, causing you to squeal.
“You ready f’me?” he questions, mouth still between your legs. You tug on his hair, pulling him away from your center, nodding profusely with a smile on your face.
He pushes you further up the bed, settling in between your legs. His cock nudges at your hole, the tip catching inside, you mewl quietly when he pushes in. He leans down, arms settling on either side of your head, his hair tickling your nose as he looks down at you intently.
“So pretty,” You mumble, hand coming up to cup his cheek and draw him into a kiss. He smiles into it, pulling away and admiring the way your face contorts every time he punches that spongy spot inside you.
“S’ all you, sweets,” He moans, forehead pressing against yours as he drives into you. The pace he sets draws moan after moan from deep within you.
Your hand stays cupping his face, kissing him again, your lips barely brushing his when he pulls away.
“C’mon pretty girl, tell me what it is. Wanna know what I should be moaning while I ruin you.”
You shutter a breath out- your name falling off your lips and into the air.
“F-fuck..” he’s full on smiling, his eyes crinkling as he languidly thrusts inside you.
“Eds-Eddie. M’ close,”
“Shit-ok. Where do you want me?” He picks up his pace, cock nudging at all the right places.
“Inside- want you inside,” Your legs lock around his waist, forcing him to bury himself to the hilt as he spills inside of you.
He’s giggling when you finally release him, pulling his still hard cock from inside you and smearing around the mess that has formed between your legs.
“Look so good painted all pretty for me. Could take a picture and look at it all tour long. Would never haveta’ look anywhere else. Just me this little memory and my hand,” he’s pulling your ass cheeks apart, releasing them before his thumb hooks into your pussy as he rummages around on the side table- careful not to knock down the countless polaroids around the camera.
“Can I sweets? Take a pretty little polaroid of this pretty little pussy?” he thrusts his thumb in further, drawing more cum out of you. You giggle when you feel it run down your thighs as you give him a soft hum in response to his question.
He snaps a picture of your most bare area, the idea makes you blush but then there's the idea of Eddie- using it. That makes it feel alright.
“Just wanna take one more,” he says as his cock nudges at your hole again, the puffy skin wanting to scream no but the burn short circuiting your brain at the same time.
He snaps another picture once he’s half inside you, your hands covering your face as you giggle.
“Enough of that,” he says with a small chuckle as he tosses the camera back onto the bedside table. His hands grip your hips as he lazily thrusts into you.
After finally having enough of Eddie’s teasing, you push at Eddie’s belly, signaling him to stop. He flashes you a confused look as he pulls out but soon gets the idea once you scramble off the bed and begin pushing him towards the couch.
He flops down onto the cushions, legs spreading wide. Deft fingers wrapping around your hips as you sink down onto him, your arms snake around his neck and pull at the hair sitting at the nape.
Eddie looks up at you in awe, his eyes never leaving yours as you ride him. His lips are parted, soft breaths and moans tumbling from his mouth.
“Shit- baby I- I can’t last like this-” He groans as he tries to stop your movements. You grab his hand, raising it and placing it on your breast.
“C’mon sweets, come in me again,” He moans sweetly at his own pet name being used against him, his hips stilling once he is settled inside you. He buries his head in your neck as he comes, teeth biting in as he silences himself.
You let him stay inside you for a while, finally pulling off of him when Eddie begins to rub at the skin on your hips.
You’re up on wobbly legs, shooting Eddie a glare when he begins to chuckle.
He throws his hands up in defense and motions to the mess between his legs. Cum has dripped down his balls and pooled in his seat.
“Gonna need to spot clean this one miss housekeeper,” He winces as he gets up, collecting you in his arms and placing a kiss to the top of your head.
“Let’s shower, yeah?”
You nod, taking his hand as he guides you to the small porcelain tub. He turns on the water, testing it with his fingers before stepping in once it has warmed up. He extends his hand to you, thanking him quietly once you're standing before him in the tiny shower.
He takes a step back, moving out of the spray and allowing you to warm up under the water. You take turns getting your bodies warmed up, Eddie finally assuming his position behind you washing your hair.
“You mentioned tour,” you blush as you recall the memory from moments ago. Eddie’s stops scrubbing your scalp and sighs.
“I- I’m leaving,” he says in an almost whimper.
“Oh, when?”
“Two days,”
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It's not a never.
Pairings: Eddie x fem!best friend Plus size reader
A/N: Happy Sunday loves. Here I present the final part in this series. It's a bit steamy if you ask me. So ready your naughty bits. As always thanks for reading. Please feel free to share and comment your thoughts. It really gives me a boost of dopamine that I crave. So anything is awesome. Kay love ya. Byyyyyeeee.
I do not give permission for my work to be posted anywhere else. Please respect all creators. Also, all pictures and songs are from a Google search and found on Spotify. A huge thank you and credit to the original posters and artists.
Word count: 3,824
Warnings: 18+ No minors please. Angst, language, sexual implications, sexual situations, p&v, oral (both receiving), unprotected sex and mentions of alcohol use. Not proof read
Part 4: Right now
Summary: Time goes by. But feelings still remain.
The farewell was in fact unbearable. It hurt Eddie like hell. But what hurt the most was a year after. College life became hectic for you. Which caused letters and phone calls to lessen.
Then the guys got a big break. It was a small record label with very little rapport. But it was one he had a good feeling about. They made a deal for one full album and a few shows to promote it.
It was a very busy year that turned into two. Then three.
Before any of them knew it, they were playing sold out shows.
Things were working out. His dreams were coming true. But he never forgot about that girl with the sweet little smile. Though it has been some time since he saw it. He was fortunate enough to see it again one summer night in that third year.
The band was performing at one of their favorite places one hot night. They loved it because it was on a rooftop. Where they could see most of the city.
Tonight though, Eddie could only focus on the pretty girl with the small smile he almost forgot if it weren't for the prom picture he kept in his wallet.
The second the set was over, he jumped off the stage and ran to you. Obviously dodging the groupies and fans asking for autographs.
You yelped when he embraced you. Surprised when he picked you up a little.
“ Oh shit! I can't believe this!” He said when he planted you back down.
You giggled. “Hi Eddie.”
He leaned back a little and grinned like crazy. “ When did-” He was cut off by the rest of his buddies.
He took a few steps back to let everyone have their turn with you. To be honest he needed the minute to get over the shock of seeing you.
One thing led to another and you guys went out for drinks then ended up back at their apartment.
The whole night you guys were hanging off each other. Loving glances were shared and every word you said sounded like a love spell to him. And that didn't end when it was just you two.
Everyone else went to bed and he wasn't tired at all. So why end the night? Who knows when he was gonna see you again.
“ Ehem. So Eddie?” You said, putting your half empty glass on the coffee table. “ How many times do I have to squeeze your thigh to get you to kiss me?”
He laughed nervously.
You gave him a sexy sly grin. “ Common I've been flirting with you all night.”
He cleared his throat and smirked while you moved closer to him. It was true. You were flirting. He was too. And he shouldn't have.
You reached up to move his bangs to the side. After you rested your hand much closer to his genitals.
He quickly put a hand on yours. Just in case you decided to touch him further. “ Ummm…” he mumbled and met your beautiful eyes.
If things were different, he wouldn't question a damn thing and take you right here and now. Maybe even on the floor and the kitchen counter. Definitely fuck you in the shower and again on his bed. But he couldn't.
He exhaled. “ I'm kinda seeing someone.”
You practically jumped back. Pulling your hand away in the process. He could see how red you were getting from embarrassment.
“ Crap! Ed- I'm…uhhhh I'm sorry. I should go.”
You stood up and without thinking he grabbed your arm and stood up too.
“ No! I mean. Please don't go.”
You looked at him and shook your head. “ No I should. I've embarrassed myself enough for a lifetime.”
You tried to go but he gently pulled you back and cupped the sides of your face.
“ Common kid. Don't be embarrassed. I was flirting too.” He hung his head a little. “ I shouldn't have but…it's you.”
He felt your warm soft hands on his. Making him meet your eyes.
“ Eddie I- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to come and -”
“ No. You did nothing wrong. It was me. I should've said I was seeing someone sooner…but seriously, don't go. I-I've missed you…So fuckin much.”
You bit your lip and nodded. “ Okay. But you have to sit on the other side of the couch.”
He dropped his hands and held onto yours. “ Yeah, or I'm gonna have to make a phone call and become single.”
Your eyes widened. “ I'm flattered, but probably don't do that.”
You both grinned at one another before returning to the couch. Talking until the sun came up.
For Eddie it was heartbreaking saying goodbye to you that next morning. You were still that funny, sweet, affectionate girl from highschool. You were still the person he could talk to for hours without a care in the world. And he remembered the love that he still had for you.
What he learned last night was that you were so busy with school that you didn't have time to date. He also found out that college was much harder than you thought it was gonna be. So hard that you changed your major twice.
Eventually, you found something you really saw yourself doing. Career wise that is. And he was happy for you. Just like how you were happy for him and the guys.
Still, there was still something between you two. Something he wished he could explore. Something that just flowed with you. It was as if you guys picked up from where you left off.
It irked him. It bothered him so much that he actually opened up to his girlfriend about it.
At first she was quiet, then she got pissed. Eventually, she calmed down and broke up with him. And to be honest it didn't really affect him that much. Sure he liked her. She was fun to be around. But after talking to you, he realized he never had a decent conversation with her. It was just partying and sex mostly.
It wasn't her fault though. It was him. He never cared to open up to anyone besides his friends. Maybe it was because he thought no one would understand or get him. Get his quirks or quips. They probably wouldn't get his music tastes or like his nerdy side. Or maybe he didn't want anyone to. Perhaps it was because he still had hope for you. Hope that was instilled in him over the best pancakes in the world.
Either way it would be another 4 years until he would see you again.
…
Jeff was getting married. To Connie, in Hawkins. Everyone was invited and Eddie, Gareth and Grant were his groomsmen. They were all his best men cuz he couldn't choose one.
Which was such a grueling task. Helping with the wedding and planning a bachelor party took up a lot of time.
But besides all that, Eddie was looking forward to seeing one guest. One very important guest. The pretty girl he's been corresponding to for the past four years.
He got in touch after you left New York. And kept up contact. He didn't want to disconnect again. Lose you again.
Though nothing was ever said about getting together, he anticipated that after the wedding he was gonna leave with you. Finally getting to that right now you had mentioned seven years ago.
-
He was near the entrance of the church, saying his hellos with the rest of the wedding party when he saw you.
Everything around him seemed to slow down as you exited the car and fixed your royal blue dress. You looked around and smiled at the people you knew. Then you went to help your mom out of the car.
He absolutely could not look away. You were a knockout. Absolutely gorgeous.
What were the chances he could sneak you out of the party and make love somewhere? Maybe he could convince you to leave early.
He suddenly felt a jab in the ribs.
“ Ouch! What the fu-” he groaned as he looked at Gareth who was nodding towards Jeff's grandma. “ Oh right!” He uttered, holding out his elbow for her. “ Hello there young lady, I am to escort you to your VIP spot.”
She hit him with an ohh you and took his arm. He looked back to see if he could catch your eye. But it wasn't until the ceremony that he did.
With a big smile you lifted your hand. Giving him a little wave. He smirked and looked down. Continuing down the aisle.
Damn! He thought. He really wanted you to be a part of the wedding party.
Originally you were, but you had just started a new job and couldn't get away for rehearsals or any planning. So you opted to only be a guest. Which sucked for him because now he had to look at the happy couple instead of staring at you.
Once he got to the altar he met your gaze again. He knew he must look crazy grinning the way he was. But he didn't care. The girl he was in love with was in the same town, at the same place he was. And he was gonna make sure he left with you.
-
The vows and I do’s were said and the pastor gave the bride and groom the go ahead for a kiss.
Eddie looked over at you and you had tears of joy falling from your eyes. He pulled out his handkerchief and took a few steps towards you. Asking for the person sitting in front of you to hand it off.
You blushed and wiped the tears away while he went back to his spot. Gareth nudged him, but he didn't care. He had to make sure you were good.
At this point he would do anything for you. He would give anything to be with you. He'd say anything and everything he could just to see you smile. And for a second he pictured what his life would be like with you.
Applause broke out and he clapped along as Jeff and Connie walked back down the aisle together. Once they were at the end, the guys and bridesmaids followed.
He looked at you again and you were talking to your dad. However, you met his eyes as he passed and mouthed a thank you.
He nodded and planned on circling back around so that he could get to you. Unfortunately, he had to go in the limo as soon as they walked out.
Apparently word mysteriously got out that Jeff was getting married. So there were paparazzi and a handful of fans waiting outside the chapel.
It was a good thing that they had security on standby just in case this happened.
Everyone was escorted into the car and rushed off.
Jeff was pissed but Connie calmed him down. Saying that to not let it ruin their day.
Eddie smiled to himself. He was happy for his friend. Jeff had found the girl he was meant to be with. Even with the band getting bigger and the crazy schedules. One of his best friends got to spend the rest of his life with someone who calmed him. Who accepted him for all that he is and truly made him happy.
Eddie was a little envious of it. Still, he was completely overjoyed for his buddy.
He wanted that. More than anything, he wanted you. So it was his prerogative to be with you.
-
Everyone had to show their invitations to get into the dance hall. But once in, the music was going and drinks were being served.
Eddie waited patiently by the door. Nearly jumping up and down. Excited to finally get to talk to you.
While giving security your invitation you locked eyes with him and smiled from ear to ear.
You looked away for a second then followed your parents in.
He said hello to everyone as they made their way down the line to the newly Weds. Finally it was your dad's turn. They shook hands and your mom was next.
“ Why hello there, gorgeous. You are a vision.”
Victoria blushed and gave him a playful smack. “ Stop it.”
He laughed and gave her a hug.
At last, it was your turn.
“ Hi Eddie.”
He stood there with his lips together and an eyebrow raised. Giving you his flirtatious smile. “ Hi baby.”
You tilted your head to the side and raised both brows. “ Baby?”
He beamed at you and grabbed your hand. Pulling you closer to him. “ Yeah. You're my baby girl now.”
Before you could say anything, he pulled you into a long warm hug. Rocking you from side to side. Making you laugh.
Grant cleared his throat. “ Alright Munson, you're holding up the line.”
You pulled away but he didn't want to let you go. He gave your hand one last squeeze before releasing it. His eyes never left you as you finally made it down to Jeff and Connie.
He smiled as you took Connie's hand and twirled her around. Clearly admiring how beautiful she looked in her gown. Then you gave her hug. Moving on to the groom. He chuckled seeing you and Jeff do your nerdy handshake before hugging.
Afterwards, everyone sat down to eat. Eddie of course didn't want to sit with the rest of the party. Not while you were just a few feet away. He grabbed his plate and his beer and went to sit next to you.
“ Eddie…Connie's is gonna kill you.” You warned.
He looked up at the head table and saw Jeff and Connie just enamored with each other. Not really paying attention to anything or anyone else but each other for that matter.
He put a hand on the back of your chair and scooted closer. “ I don't think they care.”
He watched you as you glanced at your friends and smiled.
“ Awww I love them.”
He reached up and moved your hair behind your shoulder. Causing you to look at him. “ Want to get out of here?”
You jerked your head back. “ Dude! It's our best friend's wedding.”
-
As the night progressed you guys were practically inseparable. You danced, drank, and talked. It was as if nothing had changed between you two. He made you laugh and you made him nervous.
It felt right.
Even the approving nods he got from his friends and family assured him this was it. He could do this with you.
Your parents were about ready to leave a couple hours later and you along with them. What could he do to get you to stay?
“ I-I can get you a ride home later if you want.” He offered.
You shook your head. “ No, I have some work to do so I better get going.”
He frowned. “ But we hardly got to hang out.”
You looked down, clearly to him, trying to think of something. When he came up with something first.
“ I uhh I should probably try and find a hotel for tonight.”
You met his eyes with yours. “ Why?”
He nudged his head towards the door. Where there were paparazzi hanging out with cameras at the ready. “ I was gonna stay with my uncle, but I don't want those guys to bother him.”
“O-oh… ummm well you know my parents still have the pull out in the basement. I could...if you want, I could sneak you out? But what about everyone else?”
He shrugged. To hell with them for the night. “ They're adults, they can figure out something I'm sure.”
You softly laughed. “ Alright. How about you go out the service entrance and we’ll circle around for you?”
He smirked. “ Let's go.”
-
He was laying there in his boxers trying to figure out how to sneak past your parents room and get into your bedroom. Sure it was probably a stupid idea to try and have sex while your parents were across the hall. However he needed you. He craved your lips, and your warmth. He wanted your body next to his.
So he decided to grab something to drink, then see if your parents had gone to bed.
What he found was even better.
You were in the kitchen grabbing a Popsicle. Wearing nothing but a long shirt and tube socks.
When you turned around you jumped. “ Eddie!” You half whispered.
He grinned. “ Sorry baby. Was thirsty.”
He went for a glass to pour himself some tap water. Paying attention to your movements. You had gone to sit at the table and started sucking on the ice cream. All the while reading a manuscript.
He gulped down his drink and went to sit next to you. Pulling the chair as close to you as possible.
You did your best to ignore him and his advances. But the way he played with your hair made you shift closer to him.
You had gotten so overcome by his light touch on your thigh that you squeezed your legs shut. You then flipped the page you were working on and licked the Popsicle that was melting all over your hand. Some of the sweet syrup dripped down your chin. And before you could wipe it away he grabbed your hand with one arm and lightly held your chin between his index finger and thumb with the other. He then licked a fat strip from the underside of your chin up to your bottom lip.
He smirked to himself hearing your breath hitch. He had you right where he wanted.
He stood up and grabbed your hand. Stealing your sweet treat and finishing it off before leading you down to the basement. Of course locking the door behind you.
When he got you on the bed, he finally took that kiss he'd been dying for all day and everyday for the past seven years
Wet and needy. Tongues dancing together. Exploring tenaciously. With hands doing the same.
He started needing your breast and was surprised by something hard. Curious, he went under the shirt and felt two small metal balls on either side of your hardened nipple.
He groaned against your lips. “ Fuck baby. I like this.”
You laughed softly and whispered. “ I knew you would.”
He grinned while he played with your piercing. After a bit he kissed his way down your body until he reached your underwear. But instead of taking them off. He moved the damp cloth to the side and spread you a part.
He was addicted as soon as his tongue touched you. The sweet, sweet nectar that poured from you drove him mindless. But even more so feeling your hand get lost in his curls as the other covered your mouth. Trying to conceal your pleasure.
He stared up at you, enjoying your contorted face as he sucked and licked and swallowed like there was no tomorrow.
Then he added fingers. Doing a come hither motion. Wasn't long after that. Your body trembled as an orgasm hit. Your pussy throbbed around his fingers. Coating them generously with your wetness.
He waited patiently for you to come down before climbing back up your body and crashing his lips into yours. And when he did you sucked in his bottom lip. Causing him to push his hardened length against your soaked undergarments.
You pushed him up off of you and got on your knees before him. He watched in awe as you wrapped your hair up and freed his cock from its cotton prison.
You teased him at first. Giving his head little kitten licks and kisses. It was maddening. Feeling your slick tongue swirl around the tip before retreating back into your mouth.
“ Baby please!” He begged.
You looked up with darkened eyes and a less than angelic smile. “ Shhh. You have to be quiet.”
He pouted. Pleading you with his eyes.
Then you did it. You took the whole damn thing. Making him reach for the back of your head and lifting his hips to go deeper.
The hum in your throat had his eyes rolling back and toes curled until they hurt.
A few seconds passed by and he felt your throat close around him as you started to choke. He loosened his grip and let you back off.
He opened his eyes and focused on you. Watching you catch your breath before taking him in again. This time not so deep. Adding your hand into the mix.
It was fucking amazing. Every slurp, every gag, every teasing lick around his balls nearly had him cumming. Even more so when you forced him in every once every other stroke. Building up his confidence and his orgasm.
“ Sh-shit baby…got-gotta stop.”
You let him go with a small pop and had a concerned look in your eyes.“ Everything okay?”
He licked his lips and swallowed. “ Yeah. Fuckin perfect. Just don't wanna cum yet.”
He leaned forward and pulled you into a kiss while helping you up.
You stood before him and used his shoulders for balance as he peeled off your panties.
Once they were at your feet you kicked them off and straddled him. Slowly lowering yourself on his shaft.
Your mouth fell open and your eyes screwed shut and his tip pushed through.
“ OH MY GOD!” He moaned.
Your warm tight pussy clinged to him. Hugging him like no other has before. Feeling you flutter around him as you rocked back and forth had him focusing on not cumming.
He buried his face in your bosom and concentrated on his target. That one special spot that made you cry out his name. That spot that not only drove you over the edge but made him see heaven.
Sure enough he found it. But at this angle he couldn't touch it as much and he wanted to.
So he wrapped his arms around you and held on tightly as he flipped you over on your back.
You giggled in the process and stole a kiss and he repositioned himself. When he looked at you, you were grinning up at him.
“ Oh Eddie. So serious.”
He narrowed his eyes at you and rammed himself in. Earning that yelp/ moan. He reached up to cover your mouth as he plowed into you.
“ This. Is. Serious.” He grunted.
Your eyes got lost in the back of your head as he thrusted hard and steady. Your moans turning into whimpers and sighs as he fucks you into the bed.
And within moments your body and his reacted to the immense pleasure.
The climax washed over you like a wave of ecstasy.
Once it passes, he rested his forehead on yours panting with you. Letting his hand fall away from your mouth.
“ I've missed you so much.” He whispered.
You nodded in agreement that he was also missed.
He kissed your forehead. “ I'll go find something to clean you up.”
He then pulled out slowly and put on his bottoms.
When he came back he had a warm washcloth with him. He gently cleaned between your legs then himself before pulling you to lay in his arms.
You had started tracing his tattoos. Making him smile.
That's when he found himself writing something on your arm.
‘Marry-me-yeah?’
You sighed lightly and snuggled closer to him. Tracing your answer on his chest.
‘Okay’
He raised his head to look at you. " Yeah?"
You nodded. " On one condition...You have to break the news to Grant."
Eddie threw his head back into the pillow and smacked his forehead. " Shit! He's gonna kill me."
You giggled. " Yup."
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For Eddie x Pregnant Reader how did he tell Wayne? How does he feel about it??
Hiiii babes!! Okay so idk why this like hit me in the feels because Wayne content just hits different sooooo enjoy these conversations between Eddie and Wayne about the whole relationship/pregnancy situation💖
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-the conversation between you, Wayne and Eddie is marked with a 🖤 andddd we have a name for this baby boy!!😭
*Wayne knows Eddie is seeing you…he just doesn’t know the whole story*
“Hey uhm do you…have a minute?” “Depends…what’s wrong?” “I mean nothing is wrong…I just uh need to tell you something…” “well shit I’m already not liking where this is going.” “You know how I’ve been seeing someone right?…met her at the record store a few weeks ago?” “Yeah yeah the one you’ve been blabbering on about none stop…what about her?” “She’s uh…well…she is-” “Jesus fucking Christ son you got her pregnant already?” “I mean she is pregnant but uhm…I didn’t…I didn’t do it…” “what?..what do you mean you didn’t do it?…she cheatin on you?” “What? No no she was already uhm…pregnant when I met her…” “oh…who’s the father?” “Well that’s the thing…I uh…I’m gonna be the…father…” “you’re gonna be the father?…you can’t even do your own laundry but you’re gonna be someone’s dad?” “Yeah…I don’t want her dealing with it alone and…the dad doesn’t want anything to do with her so…so I told her I’d step in if she wanted me to…” “and she said she wants you to?” “Yeah..yeah she did…” “so..I’m gonna be a grandpa is what you’re saying?” “Exactly…yeah you’re gonna be a grandpa old man.” “Jesus…I need a drink.”
“So…how far along is she?” “Uh about twelve weeks or so.” “And you’re sure you’re okay with this? You just met her…” “I’m sure…either way even if we breakup I told her I’d be involved in the baby’s life because I mean…I may not be the best role model but I’m better than nothing…” “That’s real mature of you…so what’s she want it to be?” “I think she wants a boy but I’m not sure…I’d like a girl…they seem cool.” “They seem cool? It’s a baby Eddie not a new car…good lord.”
“It’s a boy.” “What’s a boy? That stray cat outside?” “Stray cat? What? No..I’m uh…we are having a boy…” “who’s we? You got a mouse in your pocket? You mean she’s having a boy..you won’t be doing much besides trying not to pass out.” “Sorry…she’s having a boy…” “how you feel about that?” “Honestly I’m terrified…I don’t want to be like him…” “hey now…you’re not him okay? You’re nothing like him…you’re gonna be a good dad to that little boy.” “How do you know?” “I just do…don’t question me son.”
🖤 “so..you really picked Eddie here to do all this with huh? It’s not too late to change your mind.” “I mean…he kinda wouldn’t take no for an answer so..here we are.” “Gee thanks baby…both of you are mean.” “Oh get over yourself son…now have you thought about names?” “Uhm well…I have yeah…” “yeah? You have? Been keeping them from me sweetheart?” “No…I just wasn’t sure when to bring it up…” “well now I’m dying to hear it…what’s the name darlin?” “I think being named after his dad would be nice…so…I was thinking about James…James Munson?” “You…you wanna name him after…me?” “Well damn…that..that’s a good name…I like it…uhm excuse me for a second.” “You cryin old man?” “Oh and what you’re eyes naturally water like that? Leave me alone.” “Sorry I wasn’t trying to make you two cry…” “they are happy tears baby…you sure you wanna name him after me? You don’t have to do that…” “I know I don’t…but I want to.” “Well I can’t wait to meet my grandson…James.” “He can’t wait to meet you either.”
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I WANT YOU TO WANT ME 35K / 18+
It didn’t matter that you liked his curls or his tattoos or the way he smiled at you each morning, it didn’t matter that you liked his silly teddy bear patch or the way he chased the younger kids around camp with a stupid ‘monster voice.’
It didn’t matter. No boys. That was your rule. You could spend time with him, you could chat, hang out, maybe steal a smoke and listen to some music. You didn’t have to kiss him. You didn’t. You didn’t.
SWEATHER WEATHER
CHOCOLATE
It's autumn in Hawkins and it turns out the cute metalhead you like has a crush on you too.
“Hey trouble,” the boy greeted, grinning wide and looking sleep soft, hair mussed from his nap and a giant sweater swapping his frame. He looked like a teddy bear.
BABY, SLOW IT DOWN
BABY, KISS ME QUICK 18+
“Slow down,” you tell him, voice a whisper.
You were sure you heard him whine, a pretty noise that got stuck at the back of his throat. You plucked the chain that lay there, shiny against his collar bones, and you twisted it between your fingers. It was sinful the way you used it to pull him a little closer again, nose brushing against the bridge of his own, lips hovering just out of reach.
SOMETHIN' UNHOLY
DIRTY, DIRTY BOYS 18+
Steve and Eddie shared a lot of things, you’d noticed. He could’ve moved him he wanted to, surged forward and took control, kissed the commands right off your lips. But he didn’t.
Steve’s car when Eddie’s van inevitably broke down, Eddie’s stash of weed, a lighter, sometimes clothes when parties got out of hand and everyone crashed at the Harrington's. They shared cassettes, mixtapes, the key to your back door, the way they looked at you.
SIMMER 18+
Welcome to Hawkins’ number one diner! where the staff don’t wanna be there and the line cook is a grumpy metal head who likes to argue with his boss and ignore everyone else. But the new waitress can’t hack the rude customers and the regulars can be a little… much.
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Forbidden Love ( Eddie Munson x Female Reader)
Series summary; You need to prove you can dump a guy in 10 days, Eddie needs to prove he can make a girl fall in love with him in 10 days. The clock is ticking, what could possibly go wrong?
Authors note; This is my first fan-fic series so I'm pretty excited to publish this & please ignore any errors if you spot any, I've tried my best to revise and edit any errors I saw. If you couldn't tell by the summary, this series is heavily inspired/based off the movie 'How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days'. I will be adding my own scenes and this will have smut in the later chapters so please, 18+ only. I really do enjoy feedback so if you'd like to say something, please do! :) On that note, enjoy this little series! - Jess <3
Chapter word count; 6.2k
Chapter warnings; Mentions of sex, mentions of death ( believe that's all, only read if you're 18+)
Comments, feedback, and reblogs are very appreciated!
"God, Nancy, I busted my ass in grad school to be this magazines "How to" girl and write articles like, 'How to know what color looks best on you' or 'How to use the best pickup lines.'"
"I want to write about things that actually matter, like politics and the environment, the earth - things I'm interested in, things I want to write."
It's true, you worked hard to get into a magazine like this. More to get a name for yourself, to get more offers and opportunities for your writing career. You wanted to write about stuff that mattered, stuff that you cared about, not about shoes or clothes.
"Keep busting your ass, you'll get there." Nancy replied as she gave you a tight lip smile. "Hey, I've got something to help cheer you up.. you know that guy from sports illustrated that you've been recklessly flirting with on the phone for like whooo, a month now? He made a very special delivery this morning." She said, holding up and waving what seemed to be a piece of paper while smirking at you.
"Oh, ha ha, let me see." You then replied, trying to snatch whatever she was waving in the air.
"Don't- no!" She practically yelled, attempting to hide the piece of paper in her hand.
"Hey!" You eventually got it and looked at your now tickets for a basketball game you always end up watching on tv. "Whoooo! Tomorrow night" This was exciting. Guess your 'reckless flirting' paid off.
"What happens tomorrow night?" Nancy said while smirking even more now.
"Only the most exhilarating and artistic display of athletic competition known to mankind."
"The lce Capades are in town?" She questioned.
"No, the NBA Finals are in town, and l got tickets!" You said loudly for your other coworkers to hear. "Nance, come with me?"
"All right, i'll go. But l am not putting out." She said, eying you up and down.
"Oh, please nance two stale jumbo dogs and a couple of beers, you'll be whistling a different tune." You said seductively while walking to your office right next to hers. Only a couple of little grey walls separating your small workplaces apart.
"You know what l like." she smiled.
"Ohhh mmmmwah" you sent a kiss her way.
"Good morning, ladies. Don't forget, staff meeting in 30 minutes." Your very nosy and slightly annoying coworker, Michelle, says as she walks by. Only a couple offices down and you can still hear her loud gossiping.
You and Nancy exchange a look as she walks away. Yep, Michelle was definitely made for this business.
"Robin, I haven't seen her all morning. Have you?" you asked. Robin, your best friend, going all the way back to college. She was your assigned roommate, who knew all it took was for her to spill soda all over your white rug and start rapidly apologizing to form an unbreakable friendship. Ever since then you'd bonded, especially since you both had a passion for writing and were pursuing a degree in that field. Obviously a magazine wasn't a first choice - hell not even a choice at all but this would open many opportunities for you and Robin and you both just couldn't pass up on it.
"Ten to one she's wallowing."
"l'll get her, you get the coffee and meet me in the corner in 20." You said rushing towards the door.
"Wait, Wait, Wait." Nancy shouted as she reached below her desk and pulled out a black bag and stuffed it with samples scattered all over her space.
"Take some samples." She said as she handed them to you.
"Samples! Great idea." You smiled at her, rushing out of there.
"Oh boy. Drama, drama, drama." Nancy said to herself as she stood up, grabbed her purse and also made her way out of the office area.
You rushed down the stairs, grabbed a shirt off a clothing rack that Robin would definitely like and made your way out towards the apartment you shared with Robin.
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Arriving at his designated workplace. Of course this wasn't even a choice for him, if you asked the old Eddie where he'd see himself in a couple years he'd most likely reply with "Traveling the world with my band" or "Living out the rockstar dream". He'd never thought he'd be an advertising executive. It was either this in the big city of Indianapolis or a cashier at a local gas station back in Hawkins.
How could he turn down this job though? Steve, his best friend, who also happens to be one of his coworkers, talked to his dad, basically begging to let Eddie have a job given Steve's dad owns the business.
Luckily, although it took a lot of convincing, Steve's dad finally gave in and offered Eddie a job to work alongside Steve.
Eddie's grateful towards Steve for the opportunity, it helped him get enough cash to stop dealing, move out of his uncle's trailer, and move to Indianapolis to his own apartment.
Life was great for Eddie, he has a decent job, great friends, he even traded his rusty old van for a much better motorcycle. Everything was going well but yet he longed for something more.
"Hello Eddie." Chrissy, Eddie's coworker said as she walked past him parking his motorcycle not even sparing him a second glance
"Hey, hey, good morning, Cunningham" Eddie replied, now getting off his motorcycle and walking towards Chrissy. Who's now reading a magazine.
"What are you reading, girl? You catching up on your current events? ''Turn-On Tricks: How to Make Him Hot.'' You know, if you want to try those out sometime, we should get together." he said jokingly.
"Victoria and l have an appointment at Composure, the fastest growing magazine in the country, and seeing as how our clients run a lot of our campaigns in their nationally-syndicated little girlie magazine, it wouldn't hurt you to do a little reading."
As if on cue, "Hey Eddie" Victoria said as she walked out the building towards Chrissy and himself.
"Good morning, Victoria"
"You finally decided to show up today?" She asked.
"Yes I did."
"You ready?" Victoria asked Chrissy.
"Ready. Later Eddie." Chrissy said as both of Eddie's coworkers walked towards a taxi.
"Have a nice day, ladies." He said walking into the building.
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You knocked on your apartment door, since you knew Robin was home there was no need to search for your key.
"Hi!" Robin said, laughing nervously as she opened the door. You could tell Robin was holding back her tears. You knew her better than yourself and it hurt seeing her like this.
"Oh.." She said as she started sobbing the closer you walked in.
"Good morning, sunshine. Don't cry, go get dressed. Staff meeting, 15 minutes. Let's go" You said as you walked by her to open the living room curtains. As much as you wanted to comfort her you knew she would turn into a sobbing mess if you started asking questions. You only had 15 minutes and getting her ready for her job seemed better than for her to be heartbroken and jobless.
"l'm going back to bed. l have no reason to live." Robin said as she jumped on her bed pulling the covers up.
"Sun's out. Oh..." You said as you walked towards the table and grabbed the little black bag that Nancy handed you.
"Okay, just..." She stopped talking as she harshly blew on her nose with a handkerchief.
"Okay, now..." you said as you sat down on her bed and tossed her the shirt you grabbed on your way home.
"Cashmere?" She asked with a slight smile on her face. You knew she'd like it.
"Put it on. It'll make your eyes look fiercely blue." You smiled at her.
"Oh!" She said as she clutched the shirt tighter to her chest.
"Get up Robin. l'm not going to let you lose your job on top of everything else."
"Oh." she said as if she was on the verge of tears.
"Come here." you extended your arms to pull her in for a hug.
"Oh, Y/N." she got up and pulled you into a tight hug.
"Okay." you said.
"Okay." she replied.
"You only dated the girl for a week."
"It was the best week of my life." She said as she bursted into tears.
"Sweetheart." you squeezed her tighter.
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"Good morning, Ladies! What's up, Jonathan." Eddie greeted as he walked by his coworkers' offices, making his way towards his own office he shared with Steve.
"What's up, kitty cat?" Eddie said to Steve as he walked into their shared office, towards his side of the room.
"What's up, daddy? Big night?" Steve asked as he removed his headphones.
"Not bad." Eddie said as he placed down his helmet on the side of his desk.
"Orgy?" Steve asked.
"Where were you man?" Eddie snorted.
"Not at an orgy." Steve said as he walked to Eddie's desk.
"Did you hear?" Jonathan asked as he suddenly walked into the room.
"What, that my Knickerbockers are now in the championship series and Jonny 'the bone' here owes me 20 bucks?" Eddie said as he removed his leather jacket.
"Pay him." Steve said to Jonathan.
"Oh, man. Well, you were right. DeLauer Diamonds is looking for a new ad agency. Mr. Harrington wants to move on it aggressively." Jonathan said as he pulled out a 20 and gave it to Eddie.
"Yes! Oh, this is a good day. This is a good day! Guys, did you know that diamonds are about as common as taxis on Fifth avenue?" Eddie said as he pulled off his black Metallica shirt to put on a more work appropriate shirt. He felt eyes on him outside his office, probably his other female coworkers he always catches staring at him. It still surprises him that he somehow turned his title from "Freak" to "Ladies man."
"The value is entirely sentimental, maintained by a supply, demand and advertising." Eddie said as Jonathan showed him two shirts to choose from.
"Stripes." Eddie said, pointing to a striped shirt and catching it as Jonathan threw it at him.
"Now, DeLauer dominates the world diamond market. Meaning if l represent them, l basically represent the entire industry." Eddie said as he flicked a little ad of Mrs. DeLauer.
Steve and Jonathan then gave each other a look and muttered something only for them to hear.
"What?" Eddie asked.
"My dad gave it to the judys." Steve said.
"Chrissy and Victoria, they're already on it." Jonathan added.
"No way!" Eddie said disappointed.
"Yeah, well, you know, Mr. Harrington is kind of partial to hot leggy chicks, for some reason." Jonathan said as he looked towards Eddie who was now looking out the glass window at the three girls who were staring this whole time. They quickly looked away as Eddie gave them a glance.
"Yeah, we're the, you know, the sneakers and beer division. Precious gems aren't exactly our forte." Jonathan added.
Eddie, who was now fully clothed, pointed to the window as he made his way towards the door "Lips and Hips are over at a chick's magazine right now. I gotta get to Mr. Harrington before they sink-"
Jonathan got in the way of the door before Eddie could walk out "You can't. You can't. He's on a plane."
"Easy pal, my dads at a Chicago meeting." Steve said as he patted Eddie's shoulder and slightly pushed him back.
"And it's too late anyway 'cause Mr. Harrington's meeting them for drinks at Mullin's tonight to discuss their idea-"
"This isn't happening. You know why?" Eddie said, interrupting Jonathan.
"This was my tip. It's gonna be my pitch, my account, my campaign. This is my baby." Eddie said with determination.
"That's what I'm talking about." Said Steve.
"They will not ace me outta this." Eddie said as he fist pumped Steve and Jonathan.
"I heard that!" Jonathan added.
"Okay.. Mullins tonight." Eddie confirmed as he walked back towards his desk.
"I heard that!!" Steve mocked Jonathan.
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You walked out the taxi and walked towards the other side to Robin blowing her nose and Nancy running towards you both with coffees in her hand.
"Hi!" Nancy greeted Robin as she handed her a coffee.
"Hi. I don't really wanna talk about it okay?" Robin replied as she discarded the handkerchief in her purse and closed the taxi door.
"Okay." Nancy replied, handing you your coffee.
"Okay." Robin replied as you three walked towards the entrance of your work before stopping abruptly.
"Why does this always happen to me?" Robin said as she started tearing up again. "Things are going great for like a week and a half, and then all of a sudden it's over and I am mystified. Seriously, I am mystified because it always starts out so well." She rambled as she walked away from you both and towards the entrance.
"Poor baby." Nancy said as you both tried to catch up with Robin.
"Let's just roll with this" You said.
"Vickie and I had such a connection." Robin said as she stopped again in front of the entrance and turned to face you both.
"The first time that we had sex... it was so beautiful, I cried." She smiled and walked away into the building.
"You cried?" Nancy asked as you both tried to catch up with her again.
"Yeah."
"You mean like one glistening year on your cheek, right?" You asked now side by side with your best friend walking towards an elevator.
"No, I was really emotional. I even told her that I loved her." She said.
"After how many days?" You asked.
"Five.. Two. It was how I felt. I just wanted to express myself. You know how my brain and mouth work."
"Okay. Well, what did she say?" You asked.
"Oh, Vickie didn't have to say anything. I know that she felt the same. But then she started getting really busy and I didn't know where she was. I kept calling her, and calling her but she was never home."
"You kept calling her?" You asked looking into her eyes with a "Really robin?" look.
"I didn't leave a message. She didn't know it was me.. my numbers blocked."
The elevator dinged and you all walked toward the opening doors.
"Oh. I'm.. I'm sure she thought it was one of her friends." Nancy said as you all walked into the elevator.
"Anyway I know why she dumped me. I'm too fat."
"You're not fat!"
"You're not fat!" You and Nancy said in sync as the elevator doors closed.
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Arriving at your floor, the three of you walked into the doors and towards the staff meeting in your bosses office.
"Robin, if the most beautiful woman in the world acted the way you did, any normal partner would still go running in the other direction." You said.
"Oh, no. Nobody would go running from you, Y/N. You could barf all over them and they would say 'Do it again.'" Robin replied.
"That is both incredibly disgusting and categorically untrue. If I did the things you did, I'd get dumped too." You said as you three entered your bosses office and sat in the main area's couch, joining all your other coworkers.
"Okay, family, shoes off..." Your boss Linda entered the room and sat in a chair that faced everybody. Your coworkers, including yourself, proceeded to remove their shoes. "And breathe." She said as everybody inhaled.
"And out." Everybody exhaled.
"Okay Michelle let's start with you." Linda said.
"Well, the "Botox For Beginners" piece is done. Now, it's a little scary, but mostly upbeat. Now I'm on "What your Gyno Won't Tell You," which is also pretty scary but you know, upbeat. I finished my research on "deadly pedicures," about the woman who contracted that fungus from the unsterilized tools. It's a terrible story.. although surprisingly..." Michelle looked towards her boss and noticed her "terrible story" mistake.
"Upbeat." Nancy finished.
"Marvelous. What's next for "How-To with Y/N?" Linda asked. Now all eyes were on you.
"Well, I've been working on something that's kind of different." You said as your boss nodded confused.
"It's.. it's a political piece and it's-"
"No. Y/N. you work at Composure magazine. We are fashion, trends, diets, cosmetic surgeries, salacious gossip, that's Composure." Linda said.
"Okay, but-"
"Look, Y/N, okay. The column is new for you. When you turn it into a must read then you can write about whatever you want. Until then you can write about what I want. Understood?"
"Yeah." You said dissatisfied. You saw this coming. Your boss wouldn't let you write about what you wanted but hearing that once your column gets popular she'd let you write about whatever you wanted certainly catches your attention.
"Robin, what have you got?"
Nancy turned to Robin and gave her an encouraging nod. But there was an awkward silence waiting for Robin to answer.
"Um. I'm sorry, Linda. I wasn't feeling very well" Robin said as she looked at the ground not wanting to see the looks shared amongst others and the disappointed look on Linda's face.
"She got dumped." Nancy quickly added.
"Oh, no, Robin. What a hellish ordeal for you. But I gotta say, you are looking fabulous. Are we loving the way she looks?" Linda said, turning to the others trying to lift up the mood.
"We love the way she looks."
"Oh, you are so right."
"She looks great."
"She looks so great!"
Everyone said as they talked over one another.
"I haven't eaten since the split." Robin said.
"Good for you! Write about it."
You looked at your boss very judgmental. Obviously Robin feels uncomfortable throughout this entire conversation.
"I can't use my personal life for a story." Robin said as she lifted her head and was now looking at Linda.
"I understand completely... who will use Robin's personal life for a story?" Linda ignored Robin's protest and looked at the other workers.
"Oh I will." Michelle said proudly as she raised her hand.
"No, no, no! Linda, with all due respect, Michelle has no business mucking around in my personal life, and I can't... I can't let her. I'm-"
"I'll do it." You suddenly interrupted a rambling, distressed Robin. Of course you wouldn't actually put the heartbreak of your best friend's life in a magazine for the whole world to see but knowing Michelle and Linda, they obviously won't respect Robin's boundaries anytime soon.
Nancy and Robin both turned to you. "What?" Robin blurted out.
"I'll... I will sort of do it. It's- You will be my inspiration." You said looking at Robin.
"For?" Linda asked.
"Look at robin. She's a great girl, right?" You pointed towards Robin looking straight at your boss.
"Yes." Linda replied.
"An amazing woman." You said now looking at Robin. "But.. she has a problem hanging onto relationships and she doesn't really know what she's doing wrong, which is a lot like our readers."
"Uh-huh" Linda nodded for you to proceed.
"So, I was thinking that.. I could start dating a guy, and then drive him away, but only using the classic mistakes most women, like Robin.." You gave her a sincere look and turned back to your boss "make.. all the time. I'll keep a diary of it and.. it will be sort of a dating how-to in reverse." You said looking at Robin and Nancy who were now chuckling.
"What not to do." Your boss says smiling.
"Yeah." You smiled back.
"How to lose a guy in Ten Days." Linda said, looking at the wall, probably envisioning it in her head. "Yes. Go. Alice, what's new in the shoe?"
"Wait, wait, Linda. I'm sorry. Why ten days?" You asked.
"Five days is too short and we go to press at 11. Yes?" Linda turned her attention to Alice.
"Ten." You whispered to yourself. It's a lot longer than what you had hoped for given you only did this to save Robin from humiliation and to stop her from actually hiding under her covers for the rest of her life but then you remembered what Linda had said about you being able to write about whatever you wanted if your column made it big. Could this possibly be a ticket there?
You looked back at Robin and Nancy who nodded in approval and Robin mouthed the words "Thank you". You smiled at them with the big question flying around in your head. You were in for a long ride.
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"Maybe toss in something spiritual as well." Linda said to Nancy walking towards the lobby with you and Robin right behind them.
"Ah, here's my ten o' clock. Welcome." Linda said as you all followed her as she walked towards a blonde and a brunette who seemed to be waiting for her.
"Hi." The blonde said with a smile.
"Ladies, Chrissy Cunningham and Victoria Green from Warren Advertising. We're going to cook up some fabulous tie-ins for the fall." Linda said, turning to you, Nancy, and Robin.
"Nancy Wheeler, Fashion and Trends. Robin Buckley, Fitness and Health." She said as Robin loudly blew her nose.
"Excuse me. Hi." Robin interrupted.
"And Y/N L/N our resident How-To girl." Linda continued.
"Oh, I've seen your column, Y/N. What are you working on now?" Chrissy said as she pointed at you.
"Oh-" You began but you were quickly interrupted by Linda.
"How to Lose a Guy in Ten Days. She's actually going to start dating a guy and then drive him away in a week and a half." Linda said proudly as her, Chrissy, and Victoria started laughing.
"Sounds needlessly vicious." Victoria added.
"It's going to be fabulous. Now all she has to do is run along and find the lucky guy." She said turning to you. "Go, go, go." She pointed towards the exit and turned back to the two girls.
You, Nancy, and Robin both started walking towards the exit.
"Nice to meet you." You said to the two girls.
"Ladies come." Linda said as all three of their footsteps started to reside.
You grabbed Robin's shoulder from behind. "Find the guy. Find the guy." You said distressed.
"Okay." you whispered to yourself.
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"Oh you are never going to pull this off." Robin said as you, Nancy, and Robin walked across the street towards a bar, arms linked with Robin. Moonlight reflecting on your dresses and Robin’s suit.
You put on a cute grey dress with enough cleavage to be shown but to still keep the guys wondering what you looked like with your top off. Matched with high heels and a cute purse. Normally you wouldn't wear this out especially to a bar but tonight, you were on a man hunt.
"Watch me. Tonight I'll hook a guy. Tomorrow, pull the switch. Before the ten days are up, I'm gonna have this guy running for his life." You replied as all three of you laughed.
"You're not gonna burn his apartment down or bite him or anything, are you?" Nancy asked.
"No. I'm gonna limit myself to doing everything girls do wrong in relationships. Basically, everything we know guys hate. I'll be clingy, needy."
"Be touchy-feely." Nancy added.
"Yeah." You said walking towards the bar's entrance.
"Ooh. Call him in the middle of the night and tell him everything you had to eat that day." Nancy said as you both chuckled.
"What's wrong with that?" Robin asked, looking at you both. You both looked at her with concern.
"I'm.. kidding" She then said.
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A waitress escorted Chrissy, Victoria, and Mr. Harrington towards a table.
"There we are. He's waiting." The kind waitress pointed at Eddie waiting for them at a table.
"Hello, Eddie. What are you doing here" Mr. Harrington asked.
"Tom, I'm here for the meeting. Ladies." Eddie replied as stood up, shaking Tom's hand and nodded towards the girls.
"But you weren't invited." Victoria said.
"Yeah, but I should have been. I mean, It was my tip that DeLauer was shopping for a new firm." Eddie said as he passed by Chrissy standing in front of Tom.
"Yes, it was, but I have to think in terms of who's best suited within the company." Tom said, looking at both Chrissy and Victoria.
"Yes, sir, and that's me. I wanna handle this pitch." Eddie replied as Chrissy chuckled.
"Eddie, you sell Joe Blow better than anyone else in my shop, including Steve, but these girls sell luxury better than anyone else in the business." Tom said proudly as he gestured towards both the girls.
All four of them sat down as Tom proceeded.
"We have to put our best foot forward on this pitch. DeLauer would be our biggest account."
"Yes, sir, they would. Annual advertising billings of 50 to 60 million dollars. And I am the man that's gonna bring this home for you, Tom." Eddie said as he poured himself a glass of champagne.
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"Why this place?" Robin asked as you three entered the bar.
"Because it's perfect." You said grabbing onto Robin's shoulders and giving her a squeeze and walking further into the bar.
"Mullins is the apres-work watering hole for the upwardly mobile." Nancy added with her smart ass vocabulary.
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"Now, to date, the diamond industry has always targeted men..." Eddie said as he poured champagne for Chrissy, Victoria, and Tom as he continued. "Sending the message that the woman needs the man to buy her the rock. All right, they say 'A diamond is forever.' We say, 'A diamond is for everyone.'"
"I like that." Tom said grinning towards Eddie.
"Yes." Eddie says confidently.
"Uh. We don't." Chrissy said laughingly. "'A diamond is for everyone?' It sends the message that diamonds are everywhere. Which means that they're not rare, and if they're not rare, they lose their status." Chrissy said while looking directly at Eddie.
Eddie rolled his eyes as Chrissy continued. "Status is the reason to buy them in the first place, which Edward would know if he understood women, which you don't." Chrissy finished as they all laughed at Eddie, including himself. Not because of what she said, but the fact that she's so confident with her words.
"You can't feel bad about that, Eddie. No man does." Tom said grinning.
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"Here. Here." Robin said as she handed both you and Nancy a Martini.
"Dum, dum, dum, dum." Nancy mimicked a clock ticking while looking around the bar. You honestly forgot the real reason you were here for a second.
"Don't pressure her. She's perusing." Robin said, looking directly at Nancy.
"Yes, exactly." You said as all three of you scanned the room.
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"Selling a diamond to a woman is like making her fall in love." Victoria said to Tom while dragging her fingers along her long diamond necklace starting from her neck to her cleavage.
Eddie scoffed but smiled at this knowing exactly what game Victoria was trying to play at.
"She has to feel giddy, desirous, adventurous and desperate." Victoria continued.
"Take a look around this room Tom. Most women in this bar are looking for just that." Chrissy added.
"Exactly. The skills required to market diamonds are the same as those needed to make a woman fall in love, yes." Eddie said, interrupting Chrissy.
"I'm not talking about lust Eddie. A woman in lust just wants chocolate. A woman in love wants diamonds."
"Yeah, I'm not talking about lust either, ladies. I'm talking about deep.. meaningful, head-over-heels, his-and-her towels, let's grow old together L-O-V-E. Look, I love women. I do. Whether they're four or 40."
Chrissy sighed at his little speech. Looking around the room she spots you.
"I respect women. All right. And I also listen to women." Eddie continued.
Chrissy's still staring at you. You're laughing at something your short hair friend said and she slowly gets an idea.
"And that's why I can sell myself to any woman.. anywhere, anytime." Eddie finished.
"Make a woman fall in love with diamonds, Edward.. or with you?" Chrissy asked, moving her attention from you to Eddie.
"Uh. Either one." Eddie replied slightly hesitating looking at Tom.
"That's cocky, Eddie." Tom said while drinking his champagne.
"No, not cocky. Confident."
Chrissy laughs at this. "I'd like to see you prove that." Chrissy said, raising her eyebrows at him.
"You would?" Eddie questioned looking at Chrissy then at Tom.
"The agency's co hosting a party for the DeLauers at the Astro museum. The party's a week from Sunday. Do you think you can make a woman fall in love with you by then?" Chrissy challenged Eddie.
"Ten days?" Eddie asked.
"Any woman, anywhere, anytime?" Victoria added mocking him from before.
"Any single, available, straight woman, yes." Eddie said.
"Yes. I'm not trying to trick you, Eddie. In fact, we'll choose a woman right here, right now in this bar. And then you'll decide." Chrissy said as Her, Victoria, and Tom laughed.
"So who's the lucky girl?" Eddie said as he adjusted himself in his seat to face the rest of the bar.
"Okay. Let's see here." Victoria began. "Ooh there's that blonde babe in the leopard print." Victoria said as she laughed and pointed to a woman with a messy pointy tail in a leopard dress that was worn out and way too tight on her.
Tom and Chrissy joined in on her laughter. "She looks like fun." Victoria added.
"Be nice, ladies." Eddie said as a little chuckle escaped his lips.
"Or, well, Miss Babylon 5. Now she's on the prowl." Victoria said talking about a curl headed curl with colored hair and mean stare.
"No. Her." Chrissy said.
"Her who?" Eddie asked as he turned to look at Chrissy.
"Her in the grey dress, cute hair, pretty smile." Chrissy added.
Eddie turned away from her looking around the bar for Chrissy's description, then he saw you. Laughing at something a curly headed girl next to you said. Eddie smiled as he saw you laughing.
"Her?" Victoria asked as she removed her gaze from you to Chrissy. Chrissy only held a finger to her mouth not sparing her a word.
Eddie was still staring at you, you're now laughing at something else another short haired girl says.
"Done." Eddie says not removing his gaze from you.
"What?" Chrissy asked.
"Done." He confirmed again, finally looking away from you and now looking at Tom.
"Done." Tom said as he nodded.
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"See the guy next to the horrible guy in the green shirt that I would never even consider?" You said pointing at a guy with short curly hair, wearing a blue button up shirt with a black blazer over it.
"Very cute." Nancy said.
"Right? Good." You chuckled and squealed, making you way over to the cute stranger leaving Robin and Nancy together.
"Oh." Robin said as her and Nancy chuckled at your cute excitement.
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"Okay, you're on. But here are the stakes. After I win this bet, this pitch is mine." Eddie said, looking at all three of them.
"Agreed." Chrissy added.
"Tom?" Questioned Eddie.
"Agreed." Tom said as he nodded. "You come to that party with a girl that's really in love with you, Eddie, you can make the pitch to the DeLauers."
"But, Tom, you can't-" Victoria was cut off by Tom.
"Nope. I've made up my mind." Tom said, raising his glass. "To the DeLauers."
"To the DeLauers." Eddie said, clinking his beer bottle to Tom's glass.
"Cheers" Chrissy and Victoria said, raising their own glasses towards Eddie's bottle and Tom's glass.
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Nancy and Robin are laughing at how adorable you look laughing at whatever bad joke the guy next to you said.
"I was just wondering if you found..." You said talking to the cute stranger next to you making eye contact with your friends.
"She doesn't seem that interested." Robin said to Nancy who only hummed in reply.
"Exciting." You said looking at the guy in front of you.
"Yes. My wife and I love Indianapolis, especially this time of year." Oh shit, he has a wife. How did you not notice the ring on his finger? What do you do? What do you do?
"She'd been here before and I-" He'd been cut-off by a brunette wearing a pink and white dress grabbing onto his shoulder giving you the smile.
"Hi. Hi." She said, now showing her pearly whites.
You felt so awkward and wanted to leave.
"This is Y/N" The guy introduced you to his wife.
"Hi. Um." You said standing up while grabbing your martini. While his wife took the spot you were just leaning on. "You guys enjoy Indianapolis." You said slowly backing away.
"Okay." The guy said chuckling
"Thanks" The wife said straightforwardly.
"Nice meeting you." The guy said as you walked away, not even passing them a second glance.
Walking away, you glanced at your friends who were already staring at you, presumably the entire time, you mouthed "he's married" holding up your hand.
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"Good luck." Tom said, patting Eddie's shoulder as he walked by him.
"Thank you, Tom." Eddie said as he left, leaving him with Chrissy and Victoria. Eddie took out a 50 and put it on the table paying for their drinks. "Now if you'll excuse me, ladies.. I have a bet to win." Eddie said, turning around and immediately looking for you.
"Ta-ta" Chrissy said as Eddie walked away.
"Now do you wanna tell me what's going on?" Victoria asked Chrissy.
"You don't recognize her?" Chrissy asked as they both stared at you.
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Eddie pushed himself through the sea filled with people and began walking towards you. He smiled when he could finally reach you.
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"Hi!" A man with long black curly hair walked up to you, stopping you in your tracks. He had bangs that framed his face perfectly and was wearing black jeans with a black blazer to pair it.
"Hi." You replied back with a slight smile.
"Hi." He said looking at the top of your head to your eyes. He had the biggest pair of brown eyes you'd ever seen.
You chuckled and waited for him to say something but he only chuckled back. He was obviously nervous so you tried to make it less awkward. You extended your hand with the little space that was between you both.
"Y/N L/N"
"Eddie Munson" He said as he gently took his hand in yours and shook it.
"Cute."
"Thank you." Eddie replied.
"Mm I meant your name." You said, offering him a closed smile. He looked away and smiled when he looked at you again.
"Thank you two times."
"Unattached?" You asked.
"Currently." He answered.
"Likewise."
"Surprising."
"Psycho?" You questioned.
"Rarely."
"Hmm."
"Interested?" Eddie asked.
"Perhaps." You looked away but then looked back at him.
"Hungry?"
"Starving." You said looking deep in his chocolate eyes.
"Leaving?"
"Now?" You asked.
"Mm-hmm."
"Okay."
"Okay." He replied.
"One second." You said pointing a finger and walked past him.
"I'll meet you at the door." He said loudly.
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"Hey, guys." You said now standing in front of Nancy and Robin
"I think I got one."
"He was married!" Robin said.
"No, not him. It's the guy by the door. But don't look!" It was already too late, their eyes were scanning the door. "No, guys!"
Eddie smiled at your friends who were both staring right at him.
"He is really cute." Nancy said as they both looked at you again.
"I'm gonna check this one out and see if he's the keeper." You said as you handed Nancy your martini.
"Okay." Nancy replied.
"And if he is?" Robin questioned.
"Tomorrow night I'll.."
"Flip the switch" Nancy finished your sentence as she took a sip of your martini.
"I'm doing this for you." You said directly to Robin handing her your apartment keys
"Well, good luck. Be safe. Call me!" Robin said as you walked towards Eddie.
"Mm. Drama, drama, drama." Nancy said as her and Robin watched Eddie gently hold you by the waist and open the door for you.
Chrissy and Victoria, on the other side of the bar, were also watching the entire interaction and smirking at one another, clinking their glasses together knowing that you and Eddie were both secretly playing each other and how badly this was bound to end.
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hey guys! go have a read of my multichap / long series about Eddie Munson and my OC Jay Thompson; it’s called FREAK
She’s an Australian girl who’s forced to move to Hawkins due to the sudden death of her family. there, she befriends Robin, Steve, and Max, and eventually, Eddie. This fic travels though Jaydas grief with the loss of her family, as well as her healing process that Max and Eddie provide. it has heavy themes, as well as a lot of light hearted fluff, an a whole range of emotions. it starts just before season four takes place (save the first few chaps that provide back story to Jay’s character), and follows the season 4 plot, with a few tweaks and twists to fit my girl in there.
I hope you enjoy reading! and remember, if you do, to leave Kudos or vote on the chapters, as well as drop comments. your interactions are greatly appreciated as a writer, and i always respond to my commenters <33
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"How would you describe most of your favorite shows/books?"
Like this:
#that fits for sooo many shows and books lmao#good omens#ineffable husbands#loki series#lokius#killing eve#villanelle x eve#it stephen king#reddie#richie x eddie#carmilla#if we were villains#the song of achilles#call me by your name#the haunting of hill house#queer#fandom ramblings#★parlapina's ramblings★
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Polaroid #1
May 28th, 1987
#inklessletter#trust the process#trust the series#steddie#stranger things#steve harrington#eddie munson#domestic love#black and white#digital illustration#fanart#digital fanart#stranger things fanart#st fanart#steddie fanart#polaroid effect#bw#almost kiss
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buck might be saying that he was jealous of eddie because he wanted tommy
but tommy was no where to be found in this scene, might wanna re-analyze there buck
#911#911 on abc#911 abc#eddie diaz#evan buck buckley#buddie#911 s7 ep4#911 season 7#911 photos#911 show#911 s7#911 spoilers#911 series#bisexual evan buckley
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The Cherrywood Motel
Where Do I Go?
rockstar!Eddie x housekeeper!reader
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(a/n: this is really heavy so if you need an edited version without any of the trauma dm me so you can still read, ill send over an edited version <3 )
warnings: angst, mentions of drug addiction, alcoholism, some talk of p*ke, drugs, alcohol, abuse, child abuse, overdose, mention of someone getting murdered, eddies dad is awful, his mom isn't much better but
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“Sweets, my darling. Can you help me out?”
He stumbles into the room, pushing past you but falling to his knees shortly after.
He's laid at your feet, brown eyes looking up at you. They’re glassy and blown wide, telling you stories you don’t want to hear as you look into them.
You help him up as best as you can, all but plopping him into your bed. You look him over, groaning when you notice the dried puke on his shirt and pants. You grab the hem of his top, pulling it upwards and exposing his tummy which causes the rather incoherent man above you to finally speak.
“Gotta buy me dinner first,” he slurs, giggling after the words leave his mouth.
“You have puke all over you and you are not sleeping in my bed like this,” you grumble mostly to yourself.
He understands for the most part, lifting his hips when you unbutton his pants. You pull them down his legs, thankful this rockstar actually wears boxers. You throw his clothes into a pile on the floor before turning and pulling the covers over Eddie.
The two of you don’t speak as you fall asleep, there is a silent understanding that this will be a conversation for in the morning. You turn to face him once he is fully asleep, admiring the way his face is illuminated by the bathroom light that you’ve left on.
His lips are pillowy, red rimmed eyes now peacefully closed. He looks calm for the first time since you’ve met him, his body now settled as he lays in bed beside you.
You wonder how he ended up here. How a bright eyed underground rockstar could turn into such a trainwreck. You don’t know why you even helped him, the amount of times he directly disrespected you has you kicking yourself for even opening the door, let alone stripping him down to his skivvies and giving him a place to lie.
You turn away from him, letting the bathroom light shine in your face as you try to fall asleep. It’s better than having to stare at him all night.
You wake the next morning when you hear a groan come from behind you, it's low and guttural and makes your ears burn when you remember the source of said groan. You sit up in bed, swinging your legs over the edge as you turn your back to him.
“Shit sweets, you get into my pants last night?” he smirks, his voice gravely and low as he speaks.
You turn and look over your shoulder, shooting daggers with your eyes as you lock onto his brown ones.
“No dipshit, you came over covered in puke and practically passed out at my feet. The least attractive thing you could have ever done. I’m turned off for eternity,”
“Ouch sweets, coulda just said no,”
“Could just say no? You threw a whole party that I am going to have to clean, mind you. You threw a party, did god knows how many drugs and drank who knows how much and you showed up on my doorstep covered in puke and just expected me to help you?”
He stays silent, looking up at you where he is still laying on the bed. You have to avert your eyes so as to not stare too long, he’s pretty and he’s even prettier when he’s just woken up, so much more prettier when he’s sober.
“M’ sorry sweets, must have gotten so fucked up I needed some peace. You’re my peace here, you know that?”
“Eddie…” you sigh, getting up from your place on the bed, turning to face him. He props himself up on his elbows, looking back at you.
“You-” you pause, “You can’t say things like that. You know we are no good for eachother. You run around doing whatever you want and fucking whoever you want. I just want to be left alone, is that too much to ask?” you plead with him, wishing you weren’t the subject of his fixation.
“Sweets,”
“Stop fucking calling me sweets!,”
He stays silent at your sudden outburst, sitting up and propping himself up against the headboard. He doesn’t open his mouth, he simply casts his gaze down, avoiding any and all contact with you.
“M’ sorry,” he finally mumbles. He gets up from his place in bed and heads for the door. He slips out without another word, not even bothering to put on his puke stained clothes, fighting the frigid October air in only a pair of boxers.
You sigh once he leaves, knowing the inevitable that is to come. You know once word gets to Mr. Scott about what Eddie did in his room, you’re going to be the one who has to clean it. So, you get dressed in your work uniform, internally cringing that you will have to be in it around Eddie all day.
You make your way to the laundry room, collecting various trash bags, paper towels, and gloves. Lots of gloves. You know it’s only 8 o'clock in the morning and your shift doesn’t usually start until 10, but you think Eddie Munson deserves some kind of punishment for what he’s done to you over the last 10 days.
You don’t even bother knocking, you just push right into the room. You find Eddie sprawled out on his bed, red solo cups and various pill bottles lying around him. If it were anything else, Eddie would look like a little angel lying in the middle of it all, his arms and legs pushing the contents around to form out the perfect shape. But here, with this, he looks like a disaster.
“Come to yell at me some more?” he questions, propping himself up on his elbow to look at you. You shake your head and stick out your hand which is holding a broom.
“You’re helping.” you mumble before turning to close the door.
He gets out of bed, still clad in only boxers. He groans when he goes through each drawer to find no clothes that are clean. He finally finds a pair of sweats and decides to forgo a shirt while the two of you clean.
You’re silent for the most part, the occasional “excuse me” as you brush past each other being the only sound in the large room.
It’s when the trash is all picked up and the initial grossness has worn off when you really start talking to Eddie.
“You remember how you said you aren’t like the tabloids crack you up to be?” you ask as you’re on your knees, scrubbing at a drink stain in the carpet.
“Yeah, about that-”
“You’re just like em,” you cut him off, the scrubbing sound echoing in Eddie’s ears as he tries to think of a response.
“I- um. I want to get better,” he reveals, shifting from foot to foot as he nervously stands before you.
“You have to put in more work than you are now,” you brush your hands off on the skirt of your uniform and turn to start working on Eddie’s end table. It’s covered in sticky spilled drinks and remnants of coke.
“It’s just hard kicking it, ya know? All habits are hard to kick but this one’s got me in a vice grip,” he says as he runs his finger under his nose, mimicking him snorting a line.
“If you’re serious about it, you’ve gotta stop putting yourself in situations that call for it. Like parties, bars, etcetera,” you spray down the surface in front of you, scrubbing at it with a rag as you try and get the sticky substance to come up.
“Gotta get out of this fuckin band if I really want away from it,” he mumbles, turning towards the bathroom in order to get started in there. The two of you continue the conversation, all but yelling back and forth to each other.
“What do you mean?” you question
“They’re the ones who got me into it in the first place. Was a pretty straight shooting kid,” he says from his place in the bathroom, gagging when he sees the state of the toilet.
“I lived with my uncle growing up,” Eddie smiles at the memory of his Uncle Wayne, a smart kind old man that loved Eddie like his own. He was more a father to him than Al ever was.
“He passed when I was 20, completely wrecked me ya know?” he finds himself sniffling, the fond memories of his Uncle causing tears to well up in his eyes.
“He had some aggressive type of cancer, just came and took him one day and it broke me. I turned to my friends, but they all fucked off and got married or had kids so I was stuck mourning my Uncle while all my friends got hitched. Ended up at a party one day, met Ziggy and the other guys. Was 22?” he questions mostly to himself, the last 6 years wearing heavy on his brain.
There isn't much in his brain from his time with the band. It’s all shows, crowds, random fucks and a shit ton of coke. His life was all a party and honestly that’s all he can remember.
He doesn’t remember the last time he visited his Uncle’s grave, he doesn’t remember how old Gareth’s oldest is, his own goddaughter. He doesn’t remember the last meaningful conversation he’s had, can’t even recall a time when he actually enjoyed anything casually.
The room stays silent as Eddie scrubs at the toilet, he moves to the shower shortly after, finally emerging once the bathroom is sparkling clean. He’s surprised to see the majority of the room is clean, the end tables now bare and sparkling.
You’d stripped Eddie’s bed, cringing when you remember what happened here a few nights ago.
“Tell me more about your uncle,” You break the silence, pulling the corner of the fitted sheet down onto the mattress. Eddie does his side, smiling before speaking up.
“He was a good man, took good care of me. Dealt with me flunking and dealing drugs,”
You roll your eyes, turning around to grab a fresh comforter.
“Thought you said you were a straight shooting kid?” you tut, throwing the comforter across the bed and into Eddie’s hands.
“I didn’t use my own supply,” he states matter of factly.
“He took me in after my dad went to jail,” his gaze is cast downward, lip pulled in between his teeth as he continues.
“My dad uh- beat me growing up. Me and my momma,” he pulls the bedding up to the corner of the bed, standing straight up and walking away to grab a pillowcase.
“I never really understood it, I was so little and loved him so much and he just beat the shit out of me, and momma she loved me like a wildfire but she had her demons too ya know?” He stuffs the pillow in the case, throwing it down on the bed before he walks and sits on the couch next to the bed.
“Passed when I was 12, she never really fought against it or him,” His hands are cradling his head as he looks down at the floor, elbows resting on his knees.
“He got worse after that, there wasn't enough of me to go around anymore so he started going out finding people to rough up. Ended up going too far and killed some innocent teenager in some alley on the wrong side of town,”
He's sniffling by this point, he’s never opened up about his life to someone like this, not in the last 6 years. His life was meaningless and his conversations he held were just as so. There wasn’t any room for these types of emotion to run rampant in his life.
“Then my band, met Ziggy when I was 22. He uh- basically forced my nose through a line. Not really, he just dangled a frontman position in front of me for his band and I bit, never agreed to something faster. Did that line like a champ and I’ve given the same energy to every line ever since. Feels like being reborn every time I do it, throws me back to that first night when I achieved my dream,”
You take a seat next to him, turning your body to face him better as he continues.
“I uh- couldn’t stop? Wanted to try the next pill or the next high. Luckily it hasn’t gotten so out of control that I do like heroin but I’ve thought about it. Just can’t do that to my poor momma. She’s probably rolling over in her grave as we speak,”
“So your mom-”
“Overdosed? Yeah,” he sucks in a breath through his teeth, clicking his tongue as he wills away the tears that have flooded his eyes again.
“Eddie-”
“No, it’s okay. There’s no need to feel sorry for me. I’ve done it all to myself, I could have defied the odds but here i am just proving them all right,”
“You don’t have to prove them right, Eds,”
“S’ easier said than done,”
It's silent between the two of you, the other not really knowing what to say after such a heavy drop in the conversation.
“I listened to some of your songs the other day, went and bought a CD,” you state.
“Yeah?” He has a goofy grin on his face when he learns you’ve brushed up on your Corroded Coffin.
“Yeah, like the slower stuff you do. Like it all actually,” Eddie shifts in his seat across from you, elbows coming to rest on the edge of the couch.
“M’ writing a really slow song right now. People are gonna hate it, but I don't care.” he shrugs.
“You’ll have to sing it for me sometime,” you say with a small smile.
“Tell me your name and maybe I will,”
You shake your head and get up from your place on the couch, collecting your things and loading them onto your cart.
“Wanna know who's been stuck in my head for the last week and a half,”
You suck in a deep breath, eyes meeting his. They’re dark in this light, almost black. You admire the rest of his face, too afraid to say anything to what he has just revealed.
“Cmon sweets, can’t call you that for the rest of my life,”
Rest of my life rings in your ears, your mind wandering to a life where you could be Eddie’s. A world where you were two normal people in a normal town with a normal life.
“Sorry, Eddie. Kinda like you calling me sweets,” you lie, turning your back to him as you attempt to push the cart towards the door.
“S’ a name reserved for you, my momma used to call me that,”
You physically recoil at that, bile rising in your throat when you remember days earlier when he had a woman in his sheets.
“I’ve gotta get to work Eddie, have a good one,”
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Nancy : Why is Dustin crying?
Steve : I am having Max be mean to him.
Nancy: What?? Why??
Steve: He got a D in Spanish and then cheated.
Nancy : Well, you can't use Max for that, discipline your child yourself.
Robin : Nance, max got straight A's , she needs to be rewarded too.
Eddie : it's a win-win.
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Always seen you
Pairing: Eddie x Insecure!Fem plus size reader
If you want to read my other work you can find it HERE
A/N: Ok my friends. This is it. This is the one you've been waiting for. I hope you guys like it. Thanks for reading. As always feedback is greatly appreciated. Kay love ya bye.
Warnings: 18+ language angst, fluff, body insecurities, confessions, slow burn, sexual situations, oral, masturbation, slight facial, and not proof read and no word count.
Summary: The boy of your dreams is always just out of reach. If only you could get over yourself to see that he sees you too.
Part 12
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It was almost time to start. You had hoped Eddie would have come right away. But you got dressed and he wasn't there. You thought maybe what you said would get to him. That he would come running.
He didn't though. You had hoped he would chase you. You wanted him to. And when he didn't you took out his birthday present and put it on his passenger seat. You wanted to wait until his actual birthday to give it to him. But you felt like this was the end of the relationship.
You should have said you loved him. You just should have. But his silence was like a dagger through the heart. You didn't know how you were gonna put on this performance with as much enthusiasm you did during rehearsal. Not having your partner was going to be hard.
You and Eddie had worked on making your parts extra funny. Now you had to do the part with his understudy. Patrick McKinley.
You sighed seeing Patrick in Eddie's costume.
You were standing side stage looking out to the audience. You saw your brother and Bethany talking. They finally came to see you and Eddie.
Damnit Eddie.
You continued to scan the crowd and smiled when you saw all the Hellfire guys. They were there for you too.
Every second that passed Eddie was letting you down.
Your eyes found your parents.
Your stomach started to knot. Why did they come now? Didn't they know they weren't welcomed?
A voice rang out that not only made you forget about your parents but made your heart skip.
" Patrick man. Get out of my stuff."
You turned around and Eddie was just a few steps behind you. You could have cried. Shit you wanted to. You looked up and fanned your eyes to stop the tears from coming.
Once you were good you looked at Eddie and watched him dropped down to his boxers.
When he caught your eye he winked. And of course you quickly looked away.
Eddie smirk. You were blushing like a tomato.
He finally got his costume on and came to you.
" Hey. Sorry I'm late."
You tugged at your bottom lip. " You know I should make you a schedule."
He chuckled. " Yeah. I think I need one."
He grabbed your hand and looked into your eyes.
" Y/n. I'm sorry. I know that what-"
The lights flickering cut him off.
" Tell me later yeah." You gave him a smile.
" Definitely." He returned your beautiful smile with one of his own.
" Let's give them hell." You said pulling him towards the stage.
Eddie followed you and the others on stage as you guys were introduced when you let go of his hand.
Eddie and Jeff were up first. As the play began you just watched in aww. Eddie and Jeff were perfect.
Now it was your turn.
Eddie left the stage but stood close by to watch you. You were absolutely hilarious. Hopping around. Being so dramatic. He loved it.
Eddie took a look at the audience. He was happy to see them all laughing. But his happiness came to an abrupt halt when he saw your parents. He felt the need to immediately hide you.
He caught your brother's eye and signaled to where your parents were sitting. Matthew glanced over and looked back at Eddie and nodded.
Eddie returned the nod. He knew that no matter what. He and your brother were going to protect you.
There was a moment there when you looked at him and smiled. His heart started to race. He gave you a grin back.
It was finally time for your scene with him. You stood next to him before going out.
" Ready?" You asked.
" More than ready Angel."
He walked out on the stage with you following close behind him.
(Eddie as Proteus)
Have patience, gentle Julia.
You walked past him and stood off to the corner.
(You as Julia)
I must, where is no remedy.
Eddie came to you and grabbed your hand and kissed your knuckles.
(Eddie)
When possibly I can, I will return.
You cupped his cheek and kissed the other.
(You)
If you turn not, you will return the sooner. Keep this remembrance for thy Julia's sake.
You pulled away and took off your ring.
(Eddie)
Why then, we'll make exchange; here, take you this.
Eddie pulled off his chain bracelet and put it on your wrist. He smiled while still holding your hand. Though it was for the play. He wanted you to keep it.
(You)
And seal the bargain with a holy kiss.
Eddie let go of your hand and held your face. Your breath became hitched and your heart felt like it was gonna explode.
As he leaned in he whispered. " Can I kiss you?"
"You better." You whispered back.
He chuckled and nodded.
When his lips touched yours, everything stopped. You held onto him because you felt like you were gonna float away. But at the same time there was this calmness that washed over you. Every part of you tingled. This was nothing like before. He stole your breath away.
You guys heard a little bit of cheering that made you break apart.
" Shit." Eddie sighed and grinned.
You took a half step back at a complete loss for words. You took a quick look at the audience and saw your brother and Bethany clapping. And your friends were whooping.
You smiled and looked back at Eddie. He then proceeded to do a little improv.
(Eddie)
Oh my Julia, may I kiss thee once more? May I please be honored to leave with thy memory of thy lips? For one kiss will not be enough for thy journey ahead.
You let out a soft laugh.
(You)
Proteus, if ye shall not. I-
Eddie cut you off by wrapping an arm around your waist and held your cheek. Giving you the second best kiss you have ever had. The first just happened only moments ago.
After, he met his forehead with yours.
After a few moments you guys heard someone clear their throat. When you both looked off stage Mrs Adler was grinning.
" Shit the play." You said loud enough for just Eddie to hear.
You took a step back again and squealed. Causing laughter from the audience.
You quickly exited the stage breathlessly as Eddie finished up the scene.
Once he was done he practically ran to you. He embraced you, giving you another perfect kiss.
After he was all smiles.
" Do you know how long I've been waiting to do that?"
You smiled back. " Probably not as long as I've been waiting."
Eddie frowned a little. " I'm sorry. For everything."
" Me too."
" Kiss me baby."
You laughed a little. " With pleasure."
...
The drive home was filled with stolen glances and laughter. Eddie played the tape you made and you were singing along to all the songs. He held your hand constantly placing kisses now and again on your knuckles.
When you guys pulled up you sat there with silly grins on your faces.
" Wayne's working tonight."
"Yeah?"
" Do you umm...do you want to sleep over?"
" I would like to. But I'm not sure it's a good idea."
" Why?"
You swallowed gently. " Because, I-i think that if I do won't be able to control myself."
"Y/n. Don't get me wrong. I want you. I really fucking want you. But baby, just sleep with me. All that can wait. I just want you in my arms."
You looked at him. " Yeah?"
" Yeah...I want to kiss and hold you. I want us to finally just talk and be together."
You sat there quietly for a second. This was all you ever wanted. To just be with him.
You agreed but with one condition. That you guys sleep at your place so your brother and Bethany can keep you guys accountable.
Eddie went home to change. When he came you were wearing this black long sleeved oversized sweater, that fell just below your bottom. And a pair of matching fuzzy socks. Your hair was up and you had your glasses on. He stared at your large thighs that touched. Wanting so badly for them to be wrapped around his hips.
He shook his head and was actually glad you said to stay there. Though what he said to you in the van was very true. Seeing you like this sent his body into a frenzy.
Especially when you crawled into bed. Your black panties showed just a little. He mentally had to talk himself down.
He instantly felt hot. So he took off his shirt before locking the door and turning out the light.
When you saw him shirtless again, you're core ached. You had to look away because just the mere sight of him had your body trembling.
Eddie climbed in next you and pulled you into a kiss.
This time the kiss was intense. His tongue slipped into your mouth. You massaged it with yours while pulling him closer to you.
Your hands went into his hair. The curls wrapped around your fingers.
You moaned a little as Eddie pulled at your hips. And when you sucked on his bottom lip he groaned.
He pulled away and laid on his back. " Sorry Angel. But we gotta stop."
You were out of breath. " Yeah. You're probably right."
After a few minutes he pulled you into his arms. You laid there playing with his chest hair.
" Eddie?"
" Yeah Angel."
" I've been waiting a long time to say this... I love you." You got up and leaned on your elbow to meet Eddie's eyes. " I love you more than words can say."
Eddie held your face and rubbed the apple of your cheek with his callused thumb.
" Y/n. I love you too.... Now I know there's a god. Because he sent me an Angel... I love you more than I love myself..."
You hung your head and started to cry.
" What's wrong baby?"
You wiped your tears away with your sleeve. " I just..." You met his big beautiful eyes. " I just can't believe you love me."
He caught a tear. " Why?"
" Because...for as long as I can remember. You were always the boy of my dreams. But you were so out of reach and you never noticed me. Now you're here, in my bed and I'm in your arms. And you just told me the three words I've wished to hear from you for so long. I can't tell you how many times I cried for you to just see me."
" Y/n. I wish there was something I can say to convince you this is real. What I feel for you is real. That is happening...I get that because we never talked until almost 4 months ago. But baby I've always seen you. I remember the first time too. You walked into my fifth grade class. All short and chubby and cute. I didn't know it then that you were my future. But now that I know. I can kick myself for not talking to you when I had the chance."
" You saw me then?"
" Of course I did. And to be honest I noticed you when you came to highschool too. I just thought that you wouldn't want someone like me."
You softly sighed. " I thought the same thing...still do actually."
" Well I guess we were both wrong huh?"
You nodded.
You laid back down on his chest. Hugging him. You placed one soft kiss on his chest. While he gave you one on your forehead. He started to rub your back.
" Eddie?"
"Hmm?"
"Are you my boyfriend now?"
He smiled with a small nose laugh. " Is that what you want?"
" Do you want to be?"
" More than anything."
" Okay."
He held you a little tighter. " Are you my girl?"
" You don't have to ask Eddie. I've always been your girl."
His smile only got bigger. He lifted your chin and gave you another kiss.
When he let up he rested his head onto the pillow. " I love you y/n."
" I love you too Eddie."
...
The next morning you woke with Eddie still holding you. You said a silent prayer to the universe thanking it for not letting last night be a dream.
Eddie Munson was in love with you. And you were very much in love with him. He was absolutely perfect last night. He said all the right things. He held you and kissed you more than just right.
He was better than a dream. The version you made up of him could not compare to how he actually was.
You held him breathing in his scent. You swore he never smelled so good.
Eddie stirred a little before moaning something incoherent. You couldn't help the smile that came when he practically pulled you on top of him.
He chuckled and peered through heavy lids. He closed his eyes again and hummed. Half of your body was on him and his arms kept you right where you were. With no sign of letting up.
You relaxed against him again and nuzzled your face into his neck.
"I can definitely do this forever."
You snuggled as close as you could to him. " Me too."
You guys laid there for a while until your alarm went off. Eddie groaned and reached over to turn it off.
" We should get ready for school."
He sighed" ugh. Can't we just lay here?"
" As much as I want to say yes. We can't. Your attendance will affect the status of your diploma. So sorry Munson. But no."
You tried to sit up but he pulled you back down.
You giggled. " Eddieee"
He kissed all over your face and tried to land one on your lips.
You put up your hand to block him.
" No. Morning breath."
" I don't care. Kiss me baby."
You smiled and gave him a quick but sweet kiss.
"Common get that beautiful tush up." You said giving him one last smooch before getting up.
On the way to school Eddie kept talking about how now he was gonna let the whole world know he finally got his girl.
He showed up after every class to walk you to the next one. He kissed you whenever he could.
This was perfect. Everything was perfect.
That Friday you were excited to finally play with guys. After weeks of getting to know the ins and outs of the game. You were completely ready.
As Eddie introduced everyone to the new campaign he had you read out the history of your character. Which you came up with all on your own.
Eddie smirked listening to you. He was absolutely proud of his girl.
" So guys. I'm a cleric."
Eddie and you knew actually you were a necromancer. Who thought you were a cleric.
They guys listened to your history and were actually surprised you were so thorough.
After the campaign. The guys were ecstatic. The story line came to a halt after what you thought was a defeat. But Dustin's character came to the rescue.
As you and Eddie cleaned up and the guys left he had you sit on his throne after.
" You look so sexy on that. Like a queen...my queen."
You tugged at your bottom lip.
Eddie squatted in front of you and placed his hands on your thighs. Rubbing them up and down.
Your breath picked up. God you loved it when he touched you.
You leaned forward and placed a gentle kiss on his lips. But when you pulled away Eddie wanted more.
He lifted you up and switched so that he sat on his throne pulling you to his lap. He put one hand on the small of your back and used the other to hold onto your chin.
He kissed you with such love and need that you melted right into him. Normally you would be worried about putting all your weight on him. But right now. Your poundage was the farthest thing from your mind.
As you guys continued to make out. Dustin, Mike and Lucas came back in. Making gagging noises.
" Shut it." Eddie demanded.
You giggled while getting up.
" Sorry to interrupt the make out session. But, we need a ride home. Nancy must have forgotten to get us." Mike said.
" Alright. That will be five bucks...each." Eddie smirked getting up from his throne.
" Aww c'mon man." Dustin pouted.
" Don't listen to him guys. He's just joking." You said
Eddie crossed his arms. " Hey. Rides aren't free."
" No. But you give me free rides all the time."
" That's because I love you. I can barely stand them."
The boys gasped and Eddie chuckled.
" C'mon. Don't want you guys to miss bed time." Eddie put on his jacket and grabbed your hand.
When you guys went outside Mike and Lucas ran to Eddie's van yelling shot gun. Mike got in first and snickered.
" Nope." Eddie said grabbing Mike's arm. " That's her seat. Permanently."
You grinned as Eddie pulled out Mike and bowed for you.
" M'lady."
Before you got in you gave him a kiss on the cheek and whispered.
" My king."
Eddie shook his head. He leaned in to kiss your lips.
" I'm no king. Only your faithful servant."
" Eww guys. Seriously." Lucas uttered.
Eddie pointed a finger over your shoulder. " Quiet Sinclair. Or you're walking."
Lucas shut right up and started punching Dustin and Mike who were laughing at him.
" I guess PDA is too much for the freshman." You said pulling his arm down and kissed his rough palm.
" Well they better get used to it. Because I'm never gonna stop."
You looked into his eyes. " I hope not."
Eddie wanted to kiss you until he died. The way you looked at him was everything. Like he was your everything. You were definitely his.
He gave you a quick kiss before closing the door and jogged to the other side.
He turned on the van and blasted Metallica. Throughout the drive everyone was banging their heads and singing to Battery.
Eddie and you would remember this night forever.
Once the boys were dropped off, you and Eddie went to his place. He jumped in the showered while you changed into your pajama shirt.
You went out to the kitchen and pulled out the cupcakes you stashed in the microwave. You placed a single candle in the middle and waited until the shower turned off. You went to his room and sat on the bed. As soon as you heard the door open. You lit the candle.
Eddie came out in just a pair of pajama bottoms. They hung from his beautiful narrow hips. He was drying his hair and didn't see it yet.
" Happy birthday Eddie."
He looked over and his lips turned into a gorgeous smile.
" Woah. Angel."
You stood up and took his towel. Placing it on the dresser.
" Make a wish."
Eddie looked at you. " There's nothing I need. I have everything I ever wanted right here."
" Then wish for the band to make it."
He grinned letting out a chuckle. He closed his eyes. After a few seconds he blew out the candle.
When he opened his eyes you had a sweet little smile on your lips. How did he ever get so lucky?
" You know. I've never had a birthday like this."
You tilted your head. " Like what?"
"A happy one."
You furrowed your brow. " No?"
He shook his head. " Usually, Wayne would take me to Benny's and have dinner. Then share a banana split...Don't get me wrong. I liked doing that. It's just no one has really ever put all this effort into it before."
" Eddie cupcakes are not that much of an effort."
He grabbed the plate from you and set it on the nightstand. After he wrapped his arms around your shoulders.
" No. There was the tape, then breakfast this morning, the home cooked meal you made, you finally played with us and now cupcakes. Baby, you have made this the best birthday I have ever had."
"Well Munson. It's not over just yet." You moved away and pulled out a gift out of your book bag.
" Since I gave you the tape early I got this for you."
He took the package and sat down on the bed.
" Angel this is too much."
" No it's not. Eddie you only turn twenty once." You said sitting next to him.
He bumped your shoulder with his and turned to open the gift.
His mouth dropped open when he saw it.
" I ordered it. And I'm really glad it came on time."
He lifted the Metallica black tee shirt and his eyes widened when he saw all the band members names signed on it.
" I'm never gonna wear this."
You chuckled.
He put the shirt on his dresser and came back to you. This time pulling you for a hug.
" God. You're something else you know that? Did anyone ever tell you that you're too good to be true?"
" umm no. Only that I'm too truthful to be good."
Eddie chuckled. "Damn, that's a great line."
You laughed too.
" So what does the birthday boy want to do now?"
He leaned his head back and smirked.
A nervous chuckle left your lips.
" We don't have to do anything. We can watch a movie. Or play a game. But I definitely want to touch you and kiss...a lot."
You licked your lips staring at his. " Kiss me"
He laid you down and did. He held himself up with one hand and snaked his other down to the hem of your shirt. When he went under he asked if it was okay. You sighed a small yes.
Your skinned raised at his warm touch. He gently massaged your breast pushing his length between your legs.
When you felt him you moaned into his mouth.
"Get on top of me Angel."
You looked at him worried.
He removed his hand from under your shirt and stoked your hair.
" Please. I really want you on top."
" Umm I won't be too heavy?"
" No. You're not heavy baby. So stop worrying about that."
You agree and straddled him.
As the kissing intensified you sat up and looked down at him.
Normally you would be ashamed of your body but you wanted him to see you. At least the top half. You took off your shirt and immediately felt shy. You wanted to cover yourself. But you found a sliver of confidence somewhere deep inside you.
"Shit!.. I'll never get tired of seeing those."
You met his gaze and blushed.
"So beautiful Angel."
He licked his lips seeing your hardened buds.
He sat up and grabbed both of them. He kissed each one before kissing up your neck. Your heart was pounding in your throat. While your core throbbed. You wanted him. And from the feeling of his growing erection he wanted you just as bad.
He lifted his hips to try and find some friction between his sweats and your underwear.
You softly moaned feeling how hard he was.
" Can I put them in my mouth?"
"mmm pl-please."
Eddie smirked to himself. He liked you this way. All hot and bothered just for him.
He pushed your breasts together and swirled his tongue on one, then the other. Cause you to mewl and rock your hips against him.
He let go of your nipple and grunted.
" F-faster baby. "
His hands moved to your hips and helped you. He continued to suck and lick each nub. Then out of nowhere he tugged one gently with his teeth.
" O-OH! ... Eds...Ahh."
He let go and looked at you to see if you were okay.
" I'm-I'm okay. I- like it."
He smirked again and went to do the same to the other.
You felt a familiar knot deep in your tummy with each roll of your hips. This quickly became a little much. You didn't want to stop but you felt like you should. It felt good. Really fucking good. But you didn't want to come and leave Eddie hanging.
So you started to slow down. Eddie moved his mouth from your chest again and looked at you.
" Baby pl-please don't s-stop. I'm gonna c-cum."
"Are-are you sure? Is...is this...how you want to?"
" Fuck! Y-yes. Please. Please. Don't...stop." He begged.
" Oh..okay."
You started moving again and every time your bundle of nerves touched him you felt yourself losing it.
" Eddie. I'm gonna cum."
" Me-me t-too."
He laid back down and bucked his hips as you balanced yourself on him.
Your release came along with moans and gasps. You felt Eddie's body tense under you. And when you blinked your blurry vision away you could see his chest flex.
You kept grinding until he whimpered and dug his fingers into your thighs.
You laid down next to him while he tried to catch his breath.
" Best... birthday...Ever!"
You turned to your side to face him. Admiring his chest tattoos. You lifted your hand and started outlining each one.
Eddie hummed and closed his eyes.
" I'm sorry Eddie."
He looked over with his brows pinched together.
" Sorry for what?"
You kept your eyes on his tattoos. " That we didn't have sex."
" Why are you sorry about that?"
" I just know that it's important. And you probably want more than this."
He tucked your hair behind your ear. " y/n. To tell you the truth. Yes. Sex is important in a relationship. But that's not the only thing I want from you. And maybe one day we will get there. But I'm more than happy with just being with you. All this extra stuff is just a bonus."
You moved his hair behind his shoulder. " You're perfect you know that?"
" No you."
You both laughed.
"Common Angel. Let's get cleaned up."
...
A couple of weeks went by and it was just like his birthday. Making out turned into dry humping. Not that you or Eddie were complaining. It's just that building up to the next step was scary for you. You wanted him. That was for sure. But you were afraid you wouldn't be enough or even good.
And with Eddie never asking for more, he made it really hard to hold back.
That was until one night when things went a little further.
You wanted some alone time with him. So you were at your place because Matthew went to Bethany's for the weekend. And Wayne was home.
The night started out innocently enough. You were sitting on the couch with your feet on the coffee table. Eddie was in the kitchen making popcorn.
It had been a while since you guys just sat and watched a movie. So tonight that was the plan.
You sat there going over one of Eddie's practice tests, when he finally came and sat next to you.
" So how did I do?"
" Let's see."
You calculate his percentage.
" 87%"
" Hell yeah!"
" Good job. But...you can do better."
" Hey that's one of the best scores I got."
You put down his test and brought the popcorn bowl to your lap.
" That's true. But you're really smart. You just need to take your time and read the questions slowly."
He draped his arm over your shoulder. Pulling you closer.
" Ok. Next time I will."
"Promise?"
" Pinky promise."
He held out his pinky and you hooked it with yours.
" So what are we watching?"
" Haha my dear. We will be watching a science experiment gone wrong. The Fly."
Eddie grabbed the remote and proceeded to play the movie.
He tried to watch it. But you made it really hard. The way you sat there in just a shirt and panties. With your feet on the coffee table. Pressing your knees together. Showing off your thick creamy thighs.
Sure you weren't doing anything sexual. Just watching the movie. But damn everything inch of your body was calling to him.
When you started rocking your knees back and forth he had an idea.
He put his hand on your thigh and started caressing you up and down. Then he felt your goosebumps.
Before he went higher you rested your head on his shoulder and looked at him.
" Do...do you want to touch me?" You asked softly
" Yes" he whispered.
" Where?"
He slowly went higher. He grabbed the bowl and put it down before returning his hand back.
Your knees slightly parted and he went just a little higher.
" Can I touch you there?"
You bit your lip and nodded.
Your legs parted more as his hand continued to rise.
You closed your eyes and gasped.
He started to rub your small bundle of nerves and your head fell back.
Your body trembled as he pressed harder.
" Do you like that?"
" Y-yes."
" Mmm. Good...can I ...can I go under?"
" Umm I uhh haven't shaved."
He smirked. " me neither."
Oh my god.
You said a small okay.
He first teased at the elastic. Snapping it against your flesh. But then his calloused fingers dipped in. Slowly running them through your coarse hair.
" Open your legs wider Angel."
You adjusted yourself and let your legs fall apart.
You took in a sharp breath and his fingers slid through your folds.
" Mmm so wet." He hummed in your ear. Spread your wetness.
He began doing figure eights against your clit. Adding pressure little by little. Earning uncontrollable moans from you.
"Feelin' good baby?"
"S-so good Eds."
You lifted your face so he could kiss you. And after a few seconds he pressed harder. Making you break the kiss to gasp.
" Y/n...can I take off your underwear?"
You responded breathlessly. " I..want you....oh-oh..." You swallowed a little. Before finishing your thought. " Do whatever you want."
" Are you sure?"
" Y-yes. Do whatever you want Eds."
Eddie pulled his hand away and licked your juices off his fingertips.
"Shit ... Sweet like honey."
" Liar."
" No honest baby. Scouts honor." He said holding up the fingers he just had in his mouth.
You raised a brow. " Were you even in the scouts?"
"uhh no. But still."
You laughed while he smirked.
You watched him get up to move the coffee table. You took your feet off and pressed your knees together again. Tugging at your shirt to cover yourself a little.
He turned to you and leaned over to kiss you. At the same time he went for your panties. He lightly tapped your thigh so that you would lift for him.
With one very smooth move, he had them off. Before he stuffed them into his back pocket he brought them up to his nose. Taking a huge whiff.
" Yeah. These are mine now."
All you could do was stare at him. This version of Eddie was intimidating. Surprising but intriguing. A part of you was actually worried. Eddie was so experienced when it came to this. Sure you watch pornography and had sex that one time. But that's pretty much it.
Eddie noticed your slight shift. He worried about this being too much for you.
" Baby, we can stop. We don't have to do anything at all."
You took a deep breath. " I'm just a little nervous Eds. That's all."
Eddie cupped your face. " You don't have to be nervous with me. I would never hurt you."
" I know. I just don't want to be bad or anything."
Eddie put his hands on your knees and kneeled in front of you. " Baby inexperienced doesn't mean you're gonna be bad. That means I get to find out what you like and what you don't. This means you can tell me when to keep going or when you've had enough. But all of it, is completely up to you... remember, I'm here to serve you. In any way."
You leaned forward and kissed his cheek. Looking into his eyes after.
" What if I say I want what you want?"
" Do you know what I want? At least right now?"
You shook your head.
He lifted up a bit and got so close to your face. Lips almost touching.
" I want you to cum on my tongue." He whispered.
You felt your core clench and your palms started to sweat.
Fuck!
This man could take whatever he wanted from you in this moment. All he had to do was ask. Maybe not even that.
He was just about to kiss you when you put your fingertips on his lips. You don't know where it actually came from. The sudden confidence you found. But wherever it did, you were happy to see Eddie get thrown a curve ball.
" What are you waiting for Ed's?" You moved your hand away and kissed him tenderly. " I wanna feel your tongue on me."
He smirked. " Damn Angel. "
Eddie was a little shocked that you said that. But damn did it excite him.
" Lean back yeah?"
You did as he asked.
You observed your incredibly sexy boyfriend kiss each knee before spreading your legs apart. His lips trailed the inside of your thighs. Breathing you in. He shook his head and took another big breath in.
" You smell so damn good."
You licked your lips.
" Open a little more. Your thighs are hiding you."
" I-I'm sorry."
" No. Don't. It's like they're protecting the treasure."
You spread your legs as far as they could go without being uncomfortable.
" Mmm fuck! There she is." Eddie moaned.
He ran is fingers through your folds.
" So damn perfect." He said looking up at you.
He watched your chest rise and fall so fast. He looked back at your pretty pink pussy clenching around nothing. The way it glistened. He wouldn't say it out loud but this you. All wet and perfect. All shy and anxious made his so fucking hard. He wanted to ruin you. He wanted to fuck you stupid. But that was for another time.
He kissed your thighs again then gave you one slow lick. Circling his tongue on your hardened nub. He groaned in your cunt. You taste so damn good. He never had something so sweet on his tongue except for actual sugar. But you tasted better.
He wrapped one arm around your thigh to hold you still while he licked and sucked on you. He looked up and saw you with your mouth open breathing hard. By your soft little moans he knew you liked it.
He flicked his tongue on your entrance and his free hand massaged your clit.
Your hips bucked and started to swirl a little. He smirked to himself. You were definitely enjoying this.
He kept watching you watch him. He then wanted to put his tongue in you. When he did. He stuck his tongue out as far as it could go and buried it in you.
Your head fell back and your hands found his hair. He moved his hand away and pressed his nose against your cunt. He let you hold his head in place while you grinded against his face.
After a few seconds he needed to breathe. For a second he thought this would be the best way to die. But then he thought he wanted to do this until kingdom come. So he tapped your thigh and you loosened your grip. He took a couple of deep breaths and unbuttoned his jeans. After, he dived right back in. Circling your clit with his tongue. He looked back at you and decided you were ready for his fingers.
With his right hand he slowly put his middle finger in.
" Fuck. . .You're so tight."
You sank deeper into the couch. Feeling his thick long finger had your eyes rolling back. Then he added another finger stretching you even more. You made a gutteral moan. A white hot sensation filled your core. Your body shook and jerked when he pumped into you.
" F-faster Eds."
He was almost to his last knuckle in you when he started picking up the pace. Still sucking on your nub.
It was only just a couple of minutes when you felt yourself almost over the edge. That was until he curled his fingers up.
It felt like you had to pee. But that quickly passed as he pressed even hard.
You didn't even get a chance to warn him before you let go. You screwed your eyes shut and saw stars. The sounds you were making stopped as you held your breath.
While arching your back Eddie pulled his hand away. You could hear him slurping and feel him licking.
Even when you were done he kept playing with you. You were tired and sensitive. You couldn't believe you that came that hard. Eddie was a damn god with his tongue and fingers. But him still eating you out like a starved man was way too overstimulating.
When you opened your eyes you tried to close your legs. But Eddie kept them open. He wasn't looking at you anymore. His eyes were closed and his free arm was moving. You didn't know when it happened. Or even felt him move.
His jeans and boxers were pulled just below his ass. He was stroking his cock. Your eyes widened seeing how long and thick it actually was. How the tip almost looked like a cherry in how red it was.
Your mouth fell open again. You completely forgot what you were gonna do. Before you knew it you were there again.
Your hold on Eddie's head grew tighter once more. This time keeping him in place as you came. He still tried to swallow everything but a lot of your juices fell down his chin and neck.
When you were done you let go of his hair. He looked at you with the biggest grin. He wiped his mouth and kissed your thighs again.
He had another thought and chose to just ask you.
" Baby? Can I cum in your mouth?"
You blinked a few times before answering.
" What-whatever you want Ed's."
He stood up and continued to get himself off. You sat up straight. Mouth slightly agape.
Eddie put his hand behind your head and stepped closer. You looked up at him. Eyes full of curiosity. You didn't know how badly you wanted to taste him until this very moment.
Eddie was almost there. The way your big eyes looked at him full of wonder had him teetering the edge. But all of a sudden you licked his head. Placing a kiss on it after. Your mouth was so warm and your lips were so damn soft. When you did that he was done.
" Open your mouth and stick out your tongue."
Like the good girl you were you did as you were told.
Eddie pumped himself faster until hot white ribbons shot out. Landing on your tongue and chin. He stroked until every last drop came out.
"Fuck" he groaned.
While trying to catch his breath his eyes widened seeing you swallow. He collected what fell on your face with his shirt.
" Baby. I swear. You're going to be the death of me."
He bent over and kissed you. Tasting a bit of himself.
When he pulled away he saw your cheeks turning pink. He shook his head while pulling up his pants.
" Umm I'll be right back." You got up and went to clean yourself up.
You stared at yourself in the bathroom mirror. A smile was fixed on your lips. You thought you looked different now. But a good kind of different.
When you went back into the living room Eddie held up his arms for you. You pressed your lips together to hold back the laughter. You went to him and he held you.
" Sorry Angel. We're gonna have to start the movie over."
" That's okay. I missed the whole thing actually."
" You weren't watching it?"
You chuckled. " How could I? The guy I love is very distracting."
He laughed too holding you tighter. " Okay baby. Let's watch a guy turn into a fly."
...
The following Tuesday Eddie was at the Hideout. He and the guys were putting on their best performance by far. There were a lot more people there tonight. He was actually happy you stood home to prep for your SATs. Not wanting another incident.
When the set was finished the stage was swarmed by a bunch of girls. They were asking for autographs and giving their numbers to them. Which Eddie immediately threw away.
Did they have groupies now? This was a rush. The attention they never got before. But everything came to a head when a man in a business suit approached Eddie and the group.
After a brief conversation the man gave Eddie his business card. In return he asked if they had a demo. Eddie immediately ran to his van and came back with the tape you made.
Eddie apologized for the sound quality. But the man accepted it anyways. They exchanged numbers with the promise of receiving a call in the near future.
Eddie looked at his buddies. Was this it? Did they just get discovered? It came out of nowhere. But it seemed very promising.
When Eddie went home he saw your light still on. He quickly unloaded the van and took a shower.
When he went over you were still where he left you. At your little desk.
" Angel are you still at it?"
You turned to look at him and smiled. " Yeah almost done."
Eddie put down his backpack and went to you. Wrapping his arms around your chest. Kissing your temple.
" How did it go?"
He grabbed your hand and pulled you up. He started swaying you from side to side.
" It was great. There were tons of people there."
" Yeah? Getting a following huh?"
" Groupies even."
" Is that so?"
Eddie saw a slight hint of worry in your eyes.
" Nothing to concern your gorgeous self about."
You gave him another sweet smile. As you swayed with him you found it strange but kind of beautiful. Though there was no music playing, it was like you and him were dancing to a song only you two could hear.
You put your head on his chest listening to his heart. It sounded like it was beating in sync with yours.
" Met a producer."
You met his eyes. " Really?"
He gave you a half smile. " Yeah. He gave me his card and everything."
" Do you think this is it?"
" Man I hope so. Can you imagine? Finally getting our music out there."
" Yes I can actually. Didn't I say I'm gonna hear your song on the radio one day?"
Eddie kissed you. Meeting your forehead with his after. " You did."
You guys dance a little more until you heard him cracking his knuckles.
You pulled away and led him to bed. Before you sat across from him. You pulled out a bottle of lotion.
Massaging his hands after practice and performances was something you loved to do.
Eddie's hands normally hurt pretty bad after each set and taking the heavy amps out. He would take a few Tylenol and soak them in cold water. But one night after practice you tried to hold his hand. You must have seen how much it hurt him. So that's when you started massaging them and giving him warm compress. Which made him feel so much better. Now not being any different.
His heart was full when you took such good care of him. How you always made sure he ate. And how you always supported him and the band.
He watched you carefully rub his wrist. He was overwhelmed by the love he had for you. Taking in your kindness and your beauty. All the feelings he had could make him cry.
He loved you. He was truly and irrevocably yours.
A little later he held you while you slept. He was so tired but he hated the thought of sleeping away his time with you. So he laid there listening to you breathe.
He didn't know what would come of the producer or you going away for college. But what he did know. Was that he wanted to be by each other's side. Forever. Or until the day comes that you didn't want him there anymore.
When he finally fell asleep he had one of the best dreams he ever had.
You were side stage singing along to the song he wrote for you. While he, Gareth and Jeff put on a show at Madison square garden. Then he dreamt of you and him saying your I do's on the beach at sunset. Then growing old together and watching your kids grow up.
He woke up in the middle of the night shedding tears of happiness.
" Ed-eddie? Are-are you okay?" You asked sleepily.
" Yeah baby." He whispered. " I just had a really good dream."
You opened your eyes and saw his tears.
While reaching up to wipe them away you said a soft I love you. He kissed your forehead and sniffled.
" I love you too y/n."
...
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𝐇𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐅𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏『••✎••』
𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝘌𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘴 𝘶𝘱 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘨𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘜𝘯𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘻𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘪𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘴.
𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): 𝘌𝘥𝘥𝘪𝘦 𝘔𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘰𝘯/𝘍𝘦𝘮!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦 𝘏𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘵𝘰𝘯/𝘍𝘦𝘮!𝘙𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳
𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠(𝐬): 𝘈𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵, 𝘗𝘳𝘰𝘧𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘺
𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 2.4
This shouldn’t hurt as much as it does.
Things could’ve ended far worse than they actually did. Hell, most of the couples in their school tended to make breakups as dramatic as possible, normally painting one half of the relationship as some kind if irredeemable monster, if not to paint them as this sympathetic martyr, than just to save face that it actually hurt.
In her case, Eddie Munson told her they just weren’t a good match and he wanted to be friends again instead. That was as healthy as they could possibly get. And in the best case scenario, too, she’d still be able to have him be a part of her life. She didn’t think she could stand the thought of seeing him in the halls and not being able to acknowledge him.
She’d fallen hard and fast for Eddie, embarrassingly so.
Given the heavy duty of designated driver for the little hooligans she’d somehow decided to adopt with Steve Harrington, she’d gotten accustomed to waiting in the high school parking lot, her nose pressed into the creases of her current novel while she waited for them to finish their important campaigns, all procured from the brilliant mind of Eddie Munson.
She’d known him before then, too, but only in passing. He’d often make a big spectacle of himself in the cafeteria just to bug the other students, and he held the record as super senior. But she’d never even talked to him until she saw him walk the boys out after a seemingly successful campaign, his arms wrapped tightly around Dustin and Lucas’ shoulders as he praised them.
He’d acknowledged her when he got to her car.
“My fair maiden,” he’d said, “I apologize for the delay.”
She’d blubbered out some kind of half-hearted response, good enough to make him laugh, and that made her heart go a million miles a minute.
It didn’t take long before she’d gotten the courage to ask him out, even if it was just for coffee. He was surprised, but he agreed.
It had been nice, he even drove her home after. She probably should’ve seen the signs then because he didn’t suggest a second meet up, she had instead. And he’d agreed.
It was about a month before they made themselves official, in Hawkins High language, practically married. But it really just meant she got to hold his hand between classes and get quick kisses goodbye when it was time to separate, somehow always on her cheek than her lips.
She’d thought their dates were fun; it was a lot of pressure since he always left it up to her, never having any other idea than lounging about her home and just watching TV. But she was the one who thought of renting movies for horror marathons, figuring it was up his alley. She thought of bowling and drive-in theaters and picnicking near the quarry for its desolate atmosphere, another thing she figured was right up his alley.
But things came to an underwhelming end when Eddie approached her at her locker on some random Thursday to tell her things just weren’t working out and he wanted to stay as friends. Despite how much even that had hurt, she agreed. She didn’t want to make him do anything he regretted.
She could still be friends with him, happily so. That meant she could still sit with him at lunch, hear his outlandish tales, and be able to admire him from afar, even if she was no longer able to touch him and hold his hand.
“Be honest,” she’d heard Gareth say as she approached with her tray, “what really happened? You know, most guys woulda killed to be able to take her out, the fact she stuck around for months is surprising enough.”
Eddie shrugs, chewing absentmindedly on a pretzel he’d brought. She would pack him lunches when they were together since he always forgot and resorted to eating prepackaged things instead. Since they broke up, it seemed like old habits really did die hard.
“To tell you the truth,” he starts rather dramatically, “no substance. Pretty face, nice voice, real sweet, but God, boring as all hell.” He runs a hand down his face. The other boys seemed surprised. Dustin and Mike share a look, but say nothing, clearly waiting to hear more. Because there was no way it could be just that. There had to be more. They knew her better than anyone, had been through so much with her. What could be the real reason Eddie broke things off?
“And?” Dustin coaxes.
“And what?”
“Dude, seriously?” Mike scoffs. “She wasn’t interesting enough for you?”
Eddie shakes his head. “Look, she’s a great gal. And I know you guys are super close, which is awesome, but we just weren’t the best match. And I felt like shit that she was putting in all of the effort when I wasn’t interested. Now she’s free to...I dunno...find someone boring, too.” He sniggers, elbowing Jeff beside him trying to get him to laugh, too, but he could see how upset Dustin and Mike were.
Luckily, for her sake, they didn’t notice her standing there, having overheard everything. Spinning right back around, she’d ditched her tray onto one of the trash bins before leaving the cafeteria completely before there was a chance anyone could see her tears.
God, it shouldn’t hurt as much as it does, she thinks again. He was more than welcome to have his own opinion, but why did it have to be something like that?
He was right, she wasn’t exactly Chrissy Cunningham or Heather Holloway, being this huge spectacle that made every new day more exciting than the last. All things considered, sometimes too much excitement frightened her. Having risked her life at least once a year for nearly four years now made her yearn for the more simple things. It was stupid of her to think Eddie would want the same. Eddie Munson, who liked to make scenes in the cafeteria and rock out in a bar with his band. He didn’t crave the simplicity of life like she did.
She didn’t go back into that cafeteria for the remaining of the lunch period. In fact, she’d decided to skip the rest of the day completely, knowing she shared three periods with Eddie and right now she really didn’t want to see him. She just wanted to get away, leave herself to her own thoughts to try to calm down.
Well, that really only lasted for ten minutes because she found herself pulling into the small parking lot into Family Video. She spots Steve’s car at the far end and knows he’s inside. It was childish of her to go running and crying to Steve Harrington, who she knew would take her side and say all the cruel things about Eddie that she couldn’t bring herself to because she really just needed someone on her side right now. Aside from Dustin and Mike, of course. She wouldn’t forget how they jumped to her defense.
The little bell rings at the top of the door as she walks in, startling Steve into consciousness, who seemed to be snoozing on the edge of the counter, drool pooled across his forearm. He wipes feverishly at his face and blinks unfocused in her direction, trying to situate himself quickly into his customer service face.
“Welcome to Fam-Jesus, you scared me,” he cuts himself off when he at last realizes it’s her. Confused, he turns to glance at the clock hung up on the wall. “Don’t tell me school’s out already? You beat Robin here.”
“No, I’m playing hooky,” she shakes her head, unsteadily moving towards the counter.
“What? You? I’m sorry, am I still dreaming?” Steve asks dramatically. “Since when do you, of all people, ever skip class? I’d sooner believe Nancy doing it than you.”
“Just...needed a break s’all,” she says with a shrug, looking around. “Keith not here?”
“Nah, he’s off today. Something about a new graphic novel he’s been dying to get. Says he’d have to wait overnight just to get one of the first editions. I don’t know, I don’t really listen to him unless he’s handing over my check,” Steve said. She leans up against the counter, trying to act casual. “Everything okay?”
“Yeah, why wouldn’t things be okay?”
“Well, for one, having to clarify that things are supposed to be okay when asked if everything’s okay is a pretty big indicator that things aren’t, in fact, okay.” Steve says with a laugh. “So everything’s not okay, then?”
“Everything’s okay,” she lies. “I just...can I ask you something?”
“Yeah?”
She isn’t sure how to come out and say it without sounding stupid. Better, she can’t figure out a way to come out and say it without sounding completely pathetic. But this was Steve, he was the king of asking her embarrassing things. He even called her once at three in the morning to ask how long you were supposed to leave cookies in the oven for. The follow up question was how to get the burnt smell out before his mom came home.
“Am I boring?”
Steve tilts his head. “Huh?”
“Am I boring, Steve? Am I boring?”
“No? Who gave you that idea?” Steve snorts, like he thinks it was a foolish thing to ask. “Whoever it is clearly hasn’t seen you handle a crowbar.” He was referencing when she’d nabbed a crowbar from the junkyard lot to fend off the demodogs with him, all to protect the little ones in the bus. She doesn’t want to remember that right now, not when it makes her feel cold inside.
“Nobody, I just...I dunno, I just think that maybe I’m not as exciting as, like...you o-or Rob or Nancy or, hell, even Jonathan.”
“Nonsense, you’re a badass! True story, you know I wouldn’t say that about just any...” Steve trails off, finally really looking at her. “Hey...hey, why are you really askin’ me that? Something happen? Someone say something to you?”
“No, Steve, I was just asking.”
“You’re lying,” he accuses. “Who was it, was it Byers? Nancy? Not Robin...”
“No! No, Steve, they didn’t say anything, please just drop it. I shouldn’t have asked.”
Steve’s face eventually relaxes, having realized he knew exactly who she was talking about.
“Munson.”
She shakes her head. “Stop it, Steve.”
“What did he say? I thought he just wanted to be friends, where’s all this coming from?” he asked. There were too many questions being thrown at her. She doesn’t want to cry, especially not in front of him, but as soon as she feels her cheek dampen that was it. Soon she was burying her face in her hands and trying to stop the little whimpers from coming out.
She doesn’t notice Steve leap easily over the counter. He pulls her close, shushing her quietly.
“Hey, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to make you upset,” he says. She sniffles, wrapping her arms around him. He’s petting her hair, kissing the crown of her head, trying his damndest to get her to calm down and talk to him. He was the perfect person to come to, she now realizes. Her subconscious knew Steve was the answer.
When she finally stopped crying, he at last let her go, giving her some space.
She rubs the tears from her eyes and wipes the tears on her jeans.
“Want me to kill him?” he asks jokingly. She laughs. He smiles again. “What happened? Can you tell me now?”
She told him what Eddie had said, the real reason he’d broken up with her and how she ran from the cafeteria and came here. Steve was reasonably upset, but he didn’t want to make it all about pounding Eddie into a pulp, he knew she needed her friend right now and he was prepared to be just that.
“Hey, screw him,” Steve scoffs, throwing an arm over her shoulders and pulling her back into his chest. “You’re far from boring, believe me, and honestly if you ask me you could do so much better than Eddie Munson. The guy picks his nose. I saw him once. It was gnarly.”
She’s laughing again, playfully hitting him.
“Thank you, Steve,” she says, “I’m sorry to dump all this on you, I just needed someone to talk to, you know?”
“Well, you came to the right guy. I can’t tell you it gets much better from public humiliation, but I can tell you that you find much better shit to focus on. Like this obviously stellar job. Robin. My new stereo I saved up for. And...well, you.” He playfully flicks her nose. She wrinkles her nose and swats his hand away. “Eddie doesn’t know what he’s talkin’ about. But I know he’s gonna kick himself in the ass when he realizes he lost a girl like you.”
“Yeah, you’re just saying that ‘cause you’re my friend.”
“Not true, I also wanna bug you for your famous cookies.” Steve winks.
“I can bring them to you tonight, then.” she said, patting his arm. “I should get going. Um...you clearly are very busy and I don’t wanna keep you from doing your job.”
“I know, such a bad influence. The gateway rebellion was skipping class. Now it’s job defiance,” Steve chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck. “Hey, um...if you want, when you come by tonight, maybe you could stick around? Was gonna rifle through the back, borrow some flicks to waste my evening away. Free to join me if you want? Robin flaked out on me, says she’s doing some band practice with Vicky. Didn’t ask for details.”
She thinks about it and smiles. “Sounds like fun. Girls’ night.”
“Invitation rescinded!” Steve shouts, turning away.
“No, I’m kidding, I’m kidding, stop!” she protests, giggling. “I’ll bring cookies and pizza, Steve. I’ll be there.”
“Alright, then,” Steve said. “Um...hey, don’t worry about Eddie, alright? He’s just being a dick. And honestly, apart from his relationship with the rugrats, he’s still gonna be a dick. He missed out on a girl like you. Clearly he’s a martian.”
“Doesn’t mean much when I’m from Hawkins. But thank you, Steve. I’ll see you tonight,” she says, squeezing his hand and finally leaving the store back to her car. She left feeling much lighter than she had going in. He was right. Forget Eddie. If he thought she was so boring he clearly didn’t need her around him. She had other friends, friends like Steve.
Smiling to herself, she climbs into the driver’s seat and turns the key into the ignition, hearing the engine roar to life.
Things would be just fine.
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