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hello!! i adore your writing, it flows so smoothly!! i loved librarian!reader with all of me, can we get any more of her and dustin and eddie??

wow i uh didn't write any of librarian!reader in this but you get to witness eddie having a mental breakdown about marriage so i hope that makes up for it??

"How long've you guys been dating, again?" Dustin asked innocently from where he was painting a minifigure at Eddie's dining table. You two had just moved into a place in Hawkins, having scraped and scrounged enough between the two of you to rent a small house on a little cul de sac, not too far from where Dustin himself lived. He'd often come over without so much as a by-your-leave, appearing in your living room or eating your leftovers.

"Uh..." Eddie scratched at his chin, looking over one of his own figures. "Yeesh. I started dating Tinuviel in junior year, and then I had three senior years, and then last year, so... that's uh, five? Five years?" he said, and nodded. "Yeah. It'll be six in June."

"You gonna marry her?"

Eddie dropped his barbarian on the rug. "What?" he squawked, looking up at Dustin, who was still focusing on priming his minifigure of an owlbear. "Wh-- ha-- what makes you ask that?"

Dustin shrugged. "You've been dating a while," he said simply. "You're obsessed with her. You've moved in with her. You let her DM sessions when you're sick." He raised his eyebrows. "Why haven't you married her yet? Make an honest woman of her."

Eddie sputtered. "I, well. It's. I." He didn't really have a good answer for that. "It's... never come up."

Dustin snorted. "That's because you haven't asked," he said, pointing his paintbrush at Eddie. "She's probably just waiting for you to pop the question."

"That's the problem," Eddie hissed, and stalked over to where his jacket hung on the coat rack (he had a coat rack! He was a real grown up!), shoving his hand into it and pulling out a little box. "How the fuck am I supposed to do that?"

Dustin dropped his minifigure. "Dude. How long have you had that?"

Eddie laughed somewhat hysterically. "Since she graduated," he said, eyes darting manically. "I, uh. I had all the money I'd saved up, you know, from the dealing. And I went down to that jewellery store, the one that used to be in StarCourt, may she rest in peace, and I got, like. This ring. And I had like a fifteen minute breakdown because I didn't know what kind of rock she'd want to wear, like, you know, forever, what if I choose a shitty rock, right? So I get her one that's yellow, like a yellow diamond, because like, the Silmarils. And I just. Like, what was I supposed to say? Hey, Tinuviel! Let's get hitched! So I just. Put it off. And it's been in my pocket since then."

"Eddie."

He looked up at Dustin, hand still clutching the box.

"Breathe, bro," Dustin said, like he was coaxing a wild animal. Eddie slumped against the wall, the coats behind him cushioning the sound. "It's not like she's going to say no, Eddie," Dustin added gently.

"But what if she does?" Eddie whined, and threw himself onto the sofa, face down. After a long moment of silence, Eddie pulled his head up to look at Dustin, and the boy faltered, swallowing at the man's despondent face. "Dustin, this isn't like prom, okay? It's not like she's saying yes to a dance and a smooch and a feel-up behind the bikeshed--"

"Ew, dude, gross."

"This is her life," he continued, holding the box out to Dustin. The yellow diamond glisters under Eddie's lightbulbs. "She's saying yes to me. To this. Forever. She's saying yes to me walking into doors at 9am when I've not had coffee. She's saying yes to me playing guitar at three in the morning because I just can't sleep. She's saying yes to my bones getting cranky and rusted and bunged up from smoking. She's saying yes to me reading the kids Lord of the Rings before they know how to speak. She's saying yes to kids, my kids, with stupid big hair and her perfect nose and pissing and shitting and college funds and mortgages and--"

"Breathe."

Eddie sucked in a deep breath, and squeezed his eyes shut. "Sorry," he said, after a pause. "It's just. She's always been there for me. I always want her to be there."

Dustin pushed the box toward Eddie. "Then ask her to."

#eddie munson x female character #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson fic #eddie munson x librarian reader #s: the song of beren and luthien

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