Sometimes you meet someone, and it's so clear that the two of you belong together on some level. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand eachother or you're in love or you're partners in crime. You will meet many of these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, often times when you need them most, and they will help you feel alive. I don't know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.
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Eddie Munson x reader.
Just some fluff.
You were ice skating at some place with winter vibes, nice drinks, music and some other shit. You were alone, you didn’t really wanna go with anybody, you just wanted to be alone. When you were still a kid you used to ice skate around Christmas every year, so you wouldn’t say you never did it but you weren’t good either.
You sit on the side putting your white cute ice skates on, you made sure they were tight around your feed and they sat comfy. When you did you get up and you just started skating. It was very busy so you had to watch out you wouldn’t bumb into anyone.
Once you skated around a bit and you got used to everything you started to make some pirouettes. It all went well until you bumped into anyone, you both fell on the ground and you landed on the person.
“O fuck, sorry” you try to get up meeting the gaze of a pretty guy with long hair and brown eyes.
“My fault” he gets up first and holds his hand out for you. You grabbed his hand and you got up.
“No it was mine, I should have known that wasn’t a good idea when it’s so busy hire” yeah you definitely were in pain, and no you didn’t mind because the butterflies in your belly felt stronger.
“Oh, you’re bleeding on your lip and finger” he looks at you. “Shit come” he helps you off the ice and sets you down in a chair.
“You don’t have to”
“It was my fault” he sits on the ground changing his ice skates into his crusty reeboks. “Let me get some stuff for you, I will be right back”
“Uh, okay” what a gentleman. why was he so nice, it was obviously your fault. You started taking your ice skates off too, it wasn’t easy with hurting hands but it worked.
About 5 minutes later he came back with hot chocolate milk, bandages and some ice. He puts it down on the table and sits next to you.
“You can hold the ice on your lip” he smiles. “Give me your hand” he reaches for your hand and you just give it. You grab the ice and hold it against your lip. He cleans the wound and puts a bandage on after, he did everything so carefully.
“What’s your name?” You dared to ask.
“It’s Eddie, what’s yours?” He smiles letting your hand go.
“It’s y/n”
“Pretty name, fits you darling”you blush for his comment, then suddenly you realize something.
“shit, are you hurt by the way? I totally forgot to ask” you look at him.
“no, not at all” he shakes his head no.
“You felt pretty hard on your back tho..”
“Yeah, but I’m fine” Eddie smiles. “So.. do you live hire in Hawkins”
“Yeah my whole life” you nod taking a sip of the hot chocolate milk. “You?”
“yes but not my whole life, I come from New York but my dad was a criminal then my mom died so I live hire with my uncle since I’m 6” you ha detonation your jaw from dropping open.
“your mom died?” You look worried. “How old where you?”
“I’m not sure but sadly I don’t remember much of her anymore” he shrugs his shoulders.
“so, is your uncle nice to you?”
“yes, I can like- do whatever I want had he works overnight mostly.” Eddie smiles.
“That’s good, how old are you?”
“I’m twenty and-“ a brunette guy interrupted your talk.
“Eddie come we should go home Robin will be there soon”
“I will be right there Steve let me get my stuff” Eddie looks annoyed.
“okay but hurry please” Steve walks off.
“i-.. uh gotta go, im sorry” He shrugs.
“it’s fine, let me-“ you grab your purse out of your bag.
“don’t you dare” Eddie chuckles.
“for the chocolate milk” you look through the money “how many was it?”
“If you really wanna pay is your number enough” you already hoped he would say that.
“you got a pen?” You grin putting your purse back.
“here” Eddie gives a pen and lays his hand on the table.
“on your hand?”
“yes” Eddie nods.
“Alright” you smile writing your phone number on his hand.
“I’ll call you tonight, yeah?” Eddie says after you finish.
“okay” you smile.
“bye sweetheart” he grabs his stuff and wavesz
“bye bye” you wave back and you watch him walk out.
The fall definitely happened for a reason.
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