His Queen | E. Munson
Summary:
Eddie is always working on creating new campaigns for Hellfire and isnāt one to be easily distracted. However, his girlfriend is one person he is happy to be distracted by.
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Fluff
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Ā Ā Ā Hawkinās High was, at the very least, a cliche. The jocks and rich kids were one in the same; and those that didnāt play a sport or drive a BMW were outcasts. More accurately, they are deemed freaks by Jason and his group of ball in laundry basket players.
Ā Ā Ā ā86 was a hell of a year to be a high school senior who preferred the imaginative quests of DnāD. But for Eddie Munson, such a game was the foundation in which he found a group of sheep that would follow him and raise him up into his own version of popularity.
Ā Ā Ā However, while being the founder and DM of Hellfire was something that Eddie prided himself on and openly rubbed in the faces of Jason and his goons for pure enjoyment, it was not always easy to run such a club. He would spend hours creating stories in his mind that would capture the attention of his sheep for months on end as the campaigns were known to be arduous journeys for the party.
Ā Ā Ā As he sits hunched over a notebook, Metallica blaring from the speakers of his boom box, he is entirely oblivious to the knock on the front door or the fact that whoever it was gave up after the first knock (it was more of a courtesy knock really) and let themselves in.
Ā Ā Walking down the short hallway of the Munson trailer, y/n was not surprised to hear the harsh vocals of Metallica ringing out from behind Eddieās closed bedroom door. Seeing an opportunity to scare the Dungeon Master, she slowly creeps to the door hoping that the song is not nearing any final notes. As she inches closer and closer to the white barrier, she allows a grin to form on her face, smile lines appearing in the creases of her eyes as she imagines what Eddie might do if she is able to actual scare him. As she reaches the final few feet between herself and the door,Ā she pauses slightly and takes a deep breath.
Ā Ā Slowly, y/n reaches her hand out to grasp onto the brass door knob that sat at hip level, and begins to turn it ever so gently, so as to not produce any sudden squeaks that may give her away. Feeling the latch pull free of the doorjamb, she begins to slowly push the door inwards, revealing bit by bit the room that holds so many memories for the young couple.Ā
Ā Ā From creating the first designs of the Hellfire Club shirts on the floor, to the intense debates on who had a better taste in music, and even a multitude of firsts happened in this room. The first kiss, the firstĀ āI love youā, the first time, the first time Eddie admitted that her music choices werenātĀ āalways that badā (though he would never admit that he would listen to her favorite songs when he missed her, and would listen to certain songs on repeat just so he could surprise her with mini concerts).Ā
Ā Ā Ā As the door completes its inward swing, y/n is met with view of Eddie hunched over at the cluttered desk near his window, furiously scribbling in his notebook, DnD manuals all around as he created yet another insane campaign that was, admittedly, a little sadistic. The smile on her face spread even further as she stared at the back of his head, hair unkempt and frizzy, though that was nothing running her fingers through it couldn't fix; and she had every intention of doing so.
Stepping into the room she kept her sights on him hoping that she could make it across the narrow room without him noticing her presence. Though in her moment of admiration upon first entering the room, she failed to notice the slight hitch in Eddieās hand as he stopped writing for a few seconds, beginning again at a slightly slower pace as though his concentration had been disrupted.Ā
Ā Ā Just as she steps up behind him and begins to reach out her hand with every intention of sending a light shove to his shoulder, Eddie spins around and grabs her wrist, effectively stopping her attack and at the same time pulls her down to sit sideways on his lap. He leans into her ear so she can hear him over his music,Ā āWell hello there boogie woman, have you come to scare me? Maybe hide under my bed? Or, my personal favorite, on my bed?ā He raises an eyebrow and has his signature grin spreading across his slightly chapped lips from him constantly bitting them in concentration as he conspires new ways to make Hellfire more and more... hellish.Ā
Ā Ā Ā āHow did you know I was there?! I was so quiet and your music is so loud!ā She huffs in sarcastic and playful annoyance as she tries to get off of his lap, feigning irritation. Eddie reaches over and turns the music down to a more tolerable level, then refocuses his attention on his beautiful girlfriend.Ā
Ā Ā Ā āYou really think I wouldnāt know when I am in the presence of my queen?ā He slaps a hand over his heart in a wounded manner and leans back in the chair effectively knocking them over onto the floor.Ā
Ā Ā Ā āEDDIE!!ā, she screams in fright as she tries to stop the effects of gravity on her body as they tumble over. Eddie makes sure to take the impact of the fall, not wanting to hurt her but finding some amusement in the inevitable twinkle of mirth that finds its way into her eyes as she pushes herself up, her hands on his chest for balance. She can feel both the vibration of his laugh and the pounding of his heart underneath her palm as she stares down at his face. His eyes are closed and his mouth is turned in a full blown smile as he laughs out loud at her reaction.Ā
Ā Ā āDonāt do that! Are you ok?ā She moves to straddle his lower stomach since her previous sitting position in the chair was not a comfortable position on the floor. She moves one hand to the floor and uses her other to move his hair off of his forehead, running her fingertips lightly through the tangles of brown curls that she adores so she can check the back of his head that hit the floor.
Ā Ā He slowly stops laughing like a maniac and stares up at her, watching the concentration and concern filter through her eyes as she inspects his head for any injuries.Ā āNo I am definitely not ok.ā He says it in such a serious way, even adding a slight shake of his head and a wince, that has y/n immediately pulling back with a growing look of worry waiting for him to tell her exactly what is wrong.Ā āI think I died and went to heaven cause there is this beautiful angel above me.āĀ
Ā Ā She hits his arm,Ā āDonāt do that! I thought you were really hurt!ā He pulls her down and hugs her to him as he starts laughing once more enjoying the slight rise that he could get out of her.Ā
Ā Ā āIām serious Eddie thatās not funny! I thought you hit your head and killed off those last couple of braincells that have been hanging on for the last few years. If they were gone how would you be able to come up with DnD campaigns. It would be such a shame if the legendary DM of Hellfire had to give up his throne to one of the sheep.ā As she speaks, a teasing tone slips throughout her words and Eddieās jaw slowly drops and he moves his hands to her shoulders and pushes her off of himself, to the floor, and rolls over on top of her to stare down into her eyes with a look of complete shock.Ā
Ā Ā Ā āWhat do mean ālast couple of braincellsā?! I will have you know that there are more than a coupleĀ braincells up here.ā He points to his head and lightly pokes himself in the temple,Ā āI know for a fact that are exactly eight braincells up here and each one is very dedicated to their job. Itās not my fault that two of them are dedicated solely to you my queen. They are but your humble servants within my head.ā He sarcastically bows as best he can given their current position.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Again, y/n reaches out to slap him lightly, this time going for the back of his head as it is inline with her vision. Eddie snaps his hand out quickly, grabbing her wrist and turning it over in front of his face, pressing a soft kiss to the palm of her hand.Ā āNow now, letās not risk harming any of my eight braincells.āĀ
Ā Ā Ā āYou are such a goof Eddie Munson!ā She laughs out as he pulls her arm around him as he leans down to fully cover her with his body, hugging her to him like she was the most precious thing to ever be within his presence, which, to Eddie, she most definitely was.Ā
Ā Ā Ā She lets him lay there for a few minutes slowly moving her hand up and down his back, feeling the different materials that adorned the denim vest that was a standard part of his wardrobe.Ā āDo you think we could possibly move off the floor now? My back is starting to hurt lovey.ā She knows that using his nickname would make him all shy. Sure enough, she hears him softly chuckle and nuzzle further into her neck.Ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā āBut Iām comfy here angel. Don't you want to just cuddle for a little longer.ā
Ā Ā Ā Ā āWhat about what you were working on when I got here? Don't you still have to finish writing the campaign, school starts up again in like two weeks.ā She runs her hand up into his hair and softly scratches her nails on his scalp, getting a soft sigh from Eddie in the process.
Ā Ā Ā āI can do it later. Just want to be distracted for a little while by my queen. Though I wouldnāt be opposed to ordering some pizza and moving this cuddle session to the bed. Would definitely be a lot more...comfy.ā Eddie starts to lift his head to gauge her reaction to his suggestion.
Ā Ā Ā āIf we move to your bed, it is just cuddling. Ā No funny business mister. I know you too well to just take your word that all you want is more cuddles. Last time I fell for that Wayne almost walked in on us cause you decided listening to music was perfect forĀ āthe moodā and we almost didn't hear him in time.ā As she recalls the almost catastrophic moment, Eddie has moved off of her and begins to stand up. He reaches down and offers her his hand to stand with him at the side of his bed.Ā
Ā Ā With her now standing, Eddie again pulls her into his arms, resting his cheek on the top of her head since she really only reaches to his chin.Ā āI said I was sorry angel. I didn't know he would be home early and you have to admit it was definitely a thrill; almost getting caught.ā
Ā Ā Ā āYou are something else Eddie Munson. I swear, one of these days you are going to get us caught at a bad time and Iām going to leave you to explain it to whoever is so unfortunate.ā She chuckles under her breath as she speaks, a little teasing grin slipping onto her face.
Ā Ā Ā āIf I promise no funny business and to be the one to take the fall should anything happen in the future, can I please get my pizza and cuddle time? Being DM is so stressful and I just need my queen. I may even let you help me come up with some surprises for the sheep. Let them know that Iām not the only sadistic one in this town.ā He wears a grin the match her own and she finally agrees to his proposal.Ā
Ā Ā Ā āFine! You are lucky your cute Munson. Besides, Iāve been thinking about it since you told me about this campaign and I thought it would be cool if you had something where Vecna makes some kind of unexpected return.ā
Ā Ā Eddie smiles even wider hearing his girlfriend, his angel, his Queen become fully invested in the campaign that he has been pouring his heart and soul into for all of winter break. Usually he would hate to be distracted from creating the most metal campaign ever, but for her, he would welcome any. distraction he could get just to see her smile, hear her laugh, and be able to wrap her up in his arms while they discuss every kind of way to bring back the dark wizard.Ā
