A wave of guilt made its way through his guts, and suddenly he didn’t feel like eating much, but he started anyway, albeit slower than ever before. There was so much Wayne didn’t know about what had happened, what was happening. All the shit with Vecna, the Upside Down, the bats, and now his thing with Steve Harrington. He had a right to know, but how did he even begin to explain the former stuff without sounding like a complete Fruit Loop? Yet, the creepy horror stuff still felt easier to explain than maybe being in love. They’d never explicitly talked about him being into dudes and girlies. Wayne just seemed to know somehow, like a freaking psychic. Maybe it was an old man’s sixth sense kinda dealio? Either way, he didn’t want to talk about it. But it also couldn’t be avoided forever.
He gave a typical teenage response instead of a mature twenty-year-old by shrugging sullenly. “It’s….you know…” The younger Munson gestured vaguely with his free hand and made as little sense as possible. Complicated? Absolutely. One does not simply date another man in Hawkin’s Indiana, especially not the former jock king of Hawkin’s High. A sigh slid from him, the fork clattering back to the plate in front of him. “What if I ruin his life?” Well, there was a full emotional one-eighty for his uncle. “People still think I murdered Chrissy, Fred and Patrick, probably Carver too. And they already hated me before then. I don’t wanna drag him down with me.”
he waited patiently, it’s one of his better traits and it has gotten him this far in life without everything falling into pieces. the older man listened as eddie attempted to explain, but he can see the words get caught in his throat before they could come out, there was also the internal struggle that he could see. it was sad that eddie couldn’t come right out to say what he wanted to say, but he was already pressing enough buttons as it is, wayne did not want to continue and accidentally cause some rift between them.
there it is, the older man thought to himself as eddie mentioned about the previous events and in all honesty, he wishes that he could go back and throw a punch or two at some of the people that made his nephew’s life a living hell. alas, he cannot but wayne always made sure to throw the good ol’ glare here and there whenever he stepped into town.
“i can’t say that i know the inner thoughts of your partner, but i imagine he is aware of what them folks think of ya, but continues to stay with you because he knows better.” the older man looks over at eddie. “he knows that, despite what others think, you’re a good person, that you would move the moon and stars for him if he even thinks to ask.” elbows resting on the counter and hands clasped together, wayne leans closer. “don’t be so hard on yourself, son, you deserve to be happy.”
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