Can you write an Eddie fic where y/n is his best friend and she / they had a rough day or maybe even a couple of rough weeks and they spend the day together to cheer her up
Hello, anon! Thank you for this request—it’s super sweet 🥰 I absolutely loved writing this, and now I want to do 50 just on this prompt 😂 but I decided to do a Lord of the Rings theme for this one, I hope you enjoy it!! ❤️
Warnings: rough day at work, bosses being the worst, but it’s all VERY fluffy as usual!
🧝♀️ 🍃Beriogelir and Ithilwen
You plopped down on your couch, sighing loudly as you felt helpless. Another day of work had absolutely wrecked you. Dragging your hands across your face, you remembered all the rude customers, the pain in your knees from standing too long, receiving your paycheck just to see that Logan got a raise and you didn’t. You grabbed a pillow and screamed into it to release your frustrations, when you heard your door barge open.
“Y/N IT IS A GOOD DAY TO--woah, what’s going on here?” Eddie asked, peering at you curiously as you groaned.
“Work,” you replied shortly.
“Say no more,” Eddie sighed, walking over to you. He lifted your head and scooched himself under, resting your head on his lap.
“I need to quit,” you said.
“I was two minutes late with an order and boom, no tip,” you complained. “Then, I find out freaking Logan, the guy who just started working at the restaurant, got a raise and I didn’t.”
“Gross,” Eddie said, scrunching his face. “What does Logan have that you don’t? Three arms? Super speed sneakers? An alliance with the kitchen staff?” he joked, making you chuckle.
“He can do that thing when you carry a whole tray over your head with one arm,” you said bitterly.
“Oh, well, then that makes sense, he’s clearly superior,” Eddie said matter-of-factly, and you tried to bump him with your elbow.
“I am not in the mood, Eddie.”
“I’m sorry,” he said, bending his face to look at you. “Is there anything I can do to cheer you up?”
“I don’t know,” you sighed.
“I can talk to Steve and see if there’s a spot at the Family Video,” he offered.
“Maybe, yeah, sure, please. I’m just not happy, Eddie.”
“I know, I don’t doubt it,” he said, rubbing your forehead.
“I wish we could be kids again,” you said quietly. “Everything seemed so simple then.”
Eddie nodded, then quickly perked up. He got up and rushed to the door.
“Where are you going?” you asked, half-mad, half-entertained.
“I have a plan!” he said excitedly, then dashed to his trailer.
Eddie had been gone ten minutes when you heard a knock on the door. As you opened it, you saw him dressed in a cloak with elf ears and intricate woodsy jewelry. Your mouth hung open as you stared at him in disbelief.
“Eddie, you kept it all?” you said in shock.
“I am Edward no more,” he said regally, “for I am now Beriogelir of Mirkwood!” he said triumphantly.
“Forgive me,” you said, curtsying. “I haven’t seen you in many a year, my beloved Beriogelir. I had forgotten how much you resemble the man they call Edward, son of Mun,” you tried to say as regally as possible, but you let a few giggles slip.
“Understandable, my dear Ithilwen, for I mistook you for a mere woman yourself, a woman named Y/N. It is most likely your garb. May I suggest these?” he asked, pulling out your old elf costume. You gasped as you saw it for the first time in years. Taking it into your hands, you looked up at Eddie in excitement as you rushed to the bathroom to change. When you reemerged, you were in your Elven dress, with long billowy sleeves and a hem filled with mud from when it was too big for you and dragged in the mud. As Eddie saw you, he smiled brightly.
“Are you ready for an adventure, my Ithilwen?”
“Do you dare even ask?” you smirked.
Eddie grabbed your hand as you two ran out of your trailer, both barefoot and smiling widely. You circled around the park, laughing and enjoying the crisp air and warm sun. You two kept running around until you were out of breath, plopping down on the grass. You looked over at Eddie, who was breathing heavily, but smiling like a kid.
“Beriogelir? Do you remember it?” you asked him, raising your eyebrows.
Eddie looked at you with wild eyes. “How could I forget?”
Eddie jumped up and helped you stand as you faced one another. You both bowed, then, as if you had done it just yesterday, performed your Elvish dance that you all choreographed many summers ago. As you performed each move, you smiled and laughed, watching Eddie move just as fluidly as you did. Everything came rushing back to you, your mind overwhelmed with memories of Wayne watching you two dance in the moonlight, praising your grace and wearing elf ears that you both made for him. You had originally made them with some construction paper, then tried your hand at clay, ultimately failing. Wayne surprised you both one day with professionally-made ears, spending much more money than he should have ever spent on play clothes, but it was “for my kids,” he said. You both treasured them, keeping them sealed in a box to make sure they never got ruined.
“I can’t believe we remembered the whole dance!” you laughed breathlessly as you fell into Eddie’s arms.
“I believe it,” he smiled. “You know, it hasn’t been that long.”
“It’s been over five years for sure,” you replied. “I loved the way we used to be, not a care in the world, no one’s opinions could get to us, nothing!” you smiled as you laid down in the grass. Eddie sat down next to you, sprinkling flowers in your hair and fixing your crown.
“We can still be like that, you know,” Eddie said sweetly.
“But we have work, responsibilities!” you argued.
“Look at us though! We finished work for the day. Who’s to say we can’t do this every day?”
“I guess we could,” you said, smirking at him.
“Anything to make you happy,” he smiled at you softly, making you push his face to the side.
“Alright, Munson,” you chuckled, “don’t get too mushy on me.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it, my Ithilwen.”
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