Summary: Eddie and (Y/n) bring their families together for dinner in order to tell them the big news unfortunately it doesn’t go as planned.
"Hey Eds” (y/n) breathes anxiously. "Hey sweetheart, these are for you” Eddie grins offering her a bundle of picked flowers. (Y/n)'s nervousness melts a little as she accepts the flowers and gives him a kiss on the cheek. "They're beautiful, thank you” she says with a grin. He steps into the house while shrugging off his leather jacket.
Eddie is dressed in a nice button-up with his normal jeans, his hair as tidy as he could manage. Behind him steps in Wayne, dressed in a fall-colored flannel with blue jeans. "Hi Wayne, nice to see you again” she greets. "You too darlin” Wayne agrees with a nod.
Awkward heavy silence filled the dining room. Mr. and Mrs. (Y/l/n) sat across from Eddie and (Y/n), while Wayne took up a spot at the end of the table. There wasn't a lot that Wayne wouldn't do for his nephew but spending his only night off like this was definitely something he hadn't expected. Eddie and (Y/n) sought comfort in each other holding hands under the table.
"This is really good Mrs. (Y/l/n)" Eddie awkwardly broke the silence. Mrs. (Y/l/n) managed to muster a tight-lipped smile. "Thank you Edward, it's an old family recipe" she responded. Eddie imagined their child someday inheriting treasured family recipes. He made a mental note to ask Wayne to jot down his famous chili and tomato soup recipes.
However (Y/n)'s father seemed to be simmering with disapproval throughout the entire evening. He scrutinized Eddie with piercing eyes interrogating him about every aspect of his life, from school to work, to the band, and even the van he drove. The metal head answers truthfully and respectfully but still nervously, while (y/n) squeezes his hand under the table. Wayne somehow managed to bite his tongue while still giving his nephew looks. Mr. (Y/l/n) is just in utter disbelief that his little princess could bring home such a boy.
The table goes back to awkward silence yet again. The young couple share a look and (y/n) offers Eddie a small nod. "Look um everyone, there's a reason we wanted to get together tonight, not just for you guys to meet” (y/n) breathes. "We've got some news, good news. (Y/n) is pregnant, we’re uh, having a baby” Eddie says taking control of the conversation.
Wayne nearly chokes on his drink, while Mrs. (Y/l/n)'s eyes tear up, and her father scowls. "Oh god” Mrs. (Y/l/n) cries bringing her napkin to her mouth. "Mom, dad, we know this isn't ideal, but-" (y/n) begins to explain. The scraping of her father's chair against the floor interrupts her mid-sentence.
"Ideal? You bring home this-this miscreant, and you just expect us to, what, congratulate you?" her father spits. "Hey now, I know this isn't what any of us were expecting, but my boy is not a miscreant” Wayne says standing up. "Oh please, my daughter was a good girl, and then he comes in with his long hair and tattoos and knocks her up!" her father bellows.
"Daddy, please listen, Eddie is a good guy just give him a chance” (y/n) pleads standing up from the table. "You had so much potential! You had good grades, good social standing, you were a cheerleader for god's sake!" he argues, smoke practically pouring from his ears. "Oh god, she'll be kicked from the team. What will Heather and Veronica think when they hear?" her mom worries about the embarrassment.
"It's okay, we can fix this. We'll just drive her down to that clinic, the one Bill brought his daughter to over in Indianapolis. Mistakes happen we can fix it, her life doesn't have to be over” her father announces, grabbing his keys. "Dad, I know it's hard to believe but this is what we want. I don't want to fix it” (y/n) says .
He spins around, wearing a deep angry frown. "You are a child you do not get a say in this” he snaps. (Y/n) flinches back a little not used to seeing her father so angry. Eddie is on his feet and by her side now. "She's the only one with any say actually” he counters, his eyes narrowing at the man.
"You are living under my roof, young lady. We are getting this taken care of tonight. We have spent eighteen years giving you the perfect life, not for you to screw it up by getting knocked up by some trailer park trash” her father rants, grabbing her by the wrist. He begins trying to drag her off to the door like she's a petulant child.
Understanding that he needed to protect the woman he loved, Eddie swiftly intervened pulling her from his grasp and standing between them. "Look, I don't give a shit what you call me. But don't touch her like that again” Eddie warned. Unrelenting (Y/n)'s father made another attempt to
"Excuse me boy, but you have done enough here” the older man snarls. He attempts to get to his daughter, but Eddie blocks his path. "I think we all just need to calm down and let the kids talk if they say they've got this figured out" Wayne says trying to ease the tension. "We do, and I promise Eddie is really good to me and you'll like him if you just give him a chance" (y/n) pleas desperately trying to bridge the widening gap between her family and herself.
"No daughter of mine is gonna be a mom at 18. You do not get to embarrass this family by being pregnant in high school, especially not with his baby” her father scoffs, gesturing towards Eddie. "Maybe we should hear them out," her mother frets. "That's all we're asking Dad please! Eddie and I have this figured out" (y/n) attempts one last time.
"I know I'm probably not what you pictured when you thought of the father of your grandchildren, but that doesn't matter now. What matters is that I love your daughter, and I love our kid already and I won't stand here and let you hurt either of them” Eddie says confidently. Eddie seems not to notice what he just revealed, however (Y/n) heard it loud and clear. Her heart swelled with love, knowing that the man standing before her was ready to stand by her side no matter what.
Her father shakes his head looking away from his daughter. "I did not raise you to be a damned whore. Either you get this taken care of, or you leave” he says coldly. The room goes silent at the ultimatum. "Honey, please” her mother begs.
"You have ten minutes. Get your stuff and get out of my house” he orders exiting into the garage. Her mom follows and the door slams behind them. "Wayne, I'm sorry about all this” Eddie says quietly, letting out a breath. "We'll talk about this later son, just help her get her things together” Wayne interjected extending a calming hand.
"C'mon, sweetheart let's grab your stuff alright?" Eddie whispers wrapping an arm around her again. She nods silently, letting him lead her up the stairs into her room. He can hear the sniffles she's trying to silence and see the tears she hastily wipes away. The second the door to her room shuts he wraps her in a tight hug. "It's alright, I got you. I promise” Eddie murmured his lips pressing gently against the top of her head.
He sees the clock on her dresser and notices a couple of minutes have gone by. "You wanna sit down? I'll grab your things?" Eddie asks eager to ease her burden. "No no um, I'll help. Will you um, grab my bag over there?" she asks.
Eddie nodded wiping away the tears that stained her cheeks. "Whatever you need, sweetheart I'm here” he assured her their lips meeting in a soft comforting kiss. Together they packed (Y/n)'s belongings the room's atmosphere heavy with unspoken words. "I'm sorry about all this. Maybe me being involved wasn't such a good idea I didn't mean for your life to implode" Eddie confessed quietly.
Shaking her head with a weak smile and teary eyes (Y/n) held his hand tightly. "I'm glad you're involved Eddie. I hate to think what would have happened tonight if you weren't here” she admitted gratitude coursing through her. "Told you I'd take care of you both of you," Eddie said, his smile growing as his free hand moved to her stomach. Their lips met once more.
"Let's get you out of here” Eddie says quietly his arm enveloping (Y/n) once again as they made their way downstairs. Wayne waits by the door. "Do you think you could give me a ride to Chrissy's place Eds? I think I should be good to hide out there at least until her mom finds out” (Y/n) requested turning to face Eddie. "You can do that or you can come on home with us darlin' the choice is yours” Wayne offered surprising both (Y/n) and Eddie with his kindness.
"Are you sure? I feel like I've already been enough of a burden tonight” (Y/n) frowned. Grabbing her backpack gently Wayne shook his head. "I'll tell you the same thing I once told my nephew: you make do for family” he said lightly squeezing her shoulder.
Grateful Eddie thanked his uncle nodding with appreciation. The three of them exited the house with Wayne instructing Eddie to drive carefully. Assisting (Y/n) into the passenger seat Eddie ensured she was buckled in before closing the door. His actions elicited a small laugh from her a momentary release from the turmoil that surrounded them. “I can do that myself you know?” She giggles as Eddie climbs in.
He smiles a boyish smirk. “I know but you’re precious cargo sweets” he winks. As they pulled away from the house, (Y/n) couldn't help but feel a tinge of hope. Her life might have taken an unexpected twist, but with Eddie by her side they would face whatever challenges lay ahead. And she knew that together they could handle it.
Most of the drive is quiet. Black Sabbath playing from the speakers. (Y/n) keeps her eyes mostly out the window or focused on her hands. The van rolls up to a stop sign before (y/n) breaks the silence. “So that went well” she laughs even though it doesn’t reach her eyes.
“Yeah, how are you doing?”
“I mean it doesn’t feel great being homeless”
“I’m sure that was hard but I promise you aren’t homeless. You’ll just stay with me and Wayne till you and I can move out alright?”
“I just don’t want to cause any trouble for either of you. I feel like I’ve already made such a mess of things”
Eddie puts the van in park looking over at her. He cups her cheek in his ring covered hand looking into her eyes. “Stop that, all that stuff your dad said was bullshit alright? You didn’t make a mess of anything I swear” he promises her. Once she nods he quickly presses their lips together.
“I was actually saving up for a place of my own before you and the baby came along so we won’t even need to stay with Wayne much longer”
“This all seems so crazy I mean we’ve only been on three dates and we’re moving in together”
“I know it does but y’know what- wait we’ve only been on two dates: the movie last night and Benny’s?”
“Well technically I did say that the party was a date”
“That doesn’t count”
“What why?”
“It just doesn’t that’s not how I want you to think of our first date”
“Fine but that only makes it worse just two dates, I sound like a floozy or like I’m incredibly lovesick desperate enough to jump on the first guy who gives her affection”
“I think you’re being way too hard on yourself first of all. Secondly if anyone here is lovesick it’s me I’m the one who initiated all this remember?”
“I know I just worry how quickly we’re rushing this”
“Then we won’t rush we don’t have to move out just yet”
“Right okay, that’s a plan. If we do move out you’ll at least let me contribute? I have some money saved up”
“Aren’t I supposed to be the provider or some shit? I mean you’re growing our baby that feels like a huge contribution to me”
“Edward Munson”
“Fine yes ma’am”
“You know something else was said tonight I was curious about”
“And what’s that”
“You told my dad you love me”
Eddie takes in a deep breath leaning back in his seat. It was something that had definitely come out in the heat of the moment not the way he had planned for it to. “Yeah that did come out didnt it, look that wasn’t how I wanted that to go, is there anyway I could get a do over maybe after a couple more dates?” He asks. (Y/n) nods before kissing him much slower this time. “Sure Eds you can have a do over” she smiles.
When they get to the trailer Wayne is already there and sends them a nod. “I’m gonna get her settled then we can talk” Eddie says to his uncle. “Take your time. Darlin you try and have a goodnight alright you and I can have a chat tomorrow about livin arrangements” Wayne assures her. (Y/n) nodded quickly giving Wayne an unexpected hug.
He returned it giving her a small pat on the back. “Make yourself at home I mean it” Wayne promised when they separated. (Y/n) smiled returning to Eddie’s arms. He leads her to his room with a small kiss to the crown of her head.
When Eddie enters the living room Wayne is sat in his recliner two unopened beers sat on the coffee table. “She doin alright?” He asks. Eddie takes a breath sitting down. “Probably about as good as she can be” he answers grabbing one of the cans. Wayne nods silently grabbing his own drink.
“I’m sorry about all this”
“Were you careful at least? I mean I bought you those condoms for a reason”
“I know you didn’t want to raise another kid that wasn’t yours but you won’t have to raise this one. I really want to Wayne, I want to be a dad. Be the dad I never had y’know? The kind you were”
“And you’re sure about all this?”
“More sure than I’ve ever been”
“Then I’m happy for you son and I’ll do what I can to help”
Taking that as a sign of approval Eddie reaches into his back pocket pulling out his wallet. He’s careful pulling the small photo from it passing it over to his uncle. “This the peanut?” Wayne asks quietly looking over the picture. “We uh talked about it and I know technically you’d be great uncle but how do you feel about being a grandpa?” Eddie asks. When Eddie looks over at his uncle he can the the slight water to the man’s eyes.
“Grandpa?” Wayne asks. “Yeah I mean especially after tonight we want our kid to have a family. And since he didn’t exactly love the whole dad thing I doubt Al’s gonna be stepping up to be a grandpa any time soon” Eddie explains. Wayne takes in a shaky breath nodding slowly. “Yeah son I think that has a nice ring to it” Wayne answers clearing his throat.
There’s another pause as Wayne admires the photograph. Wayne stands up and Eddie quickly joins him. The two share their most earnest version hug. “I uh should go check on her, thank you again Wayne” Eddie coughs when they separate. “Have a Goodnight son.”
summary: Eddie can't understand why you would ever ask him a question like that.
warnings: set in modern times, mentions of cellphones and current pop culture references. swearing, insecurity issues, fluff, slight angst, Eddie being down bad for reader. friends to lovers. bad writing and grammar mistakes. not proofread bc a girl is tired. 18+ Minors please go away.
a/n: being someone who was constantly over looked, only ever being the girl that people were nice to so they could get close to my friends, i really wish i had someone who loved me. now in my twenties, i see all my friends in relationships, getting married, and having the life i want. basically i'm in my feels tonight and i'm going to pretend that i have my own personal Eddie.
You and Eddie were hanging out in his room, you mindlessly scrolling on your phone while he plucked mindlessly at his guitar, contently sitting on his bed. This wasn't uncommon for the two of you, always finding comfort in just being around one another, never caring what it was that you were doing.
"Do you think I'm pretty?"
When the question leaves your lips, Eddie is instantly confused, stopping his fingers movements on the strings he had been messing around with. Your face stayed stoic as you continued to scroll on your screen, almost like you didn't realize you said anything at all. It also confused him because it shouldn't even be a question at all.
Instead of saying the obvious answer, he did the worst thing possible, he laughs. His laughter isn't at you, it's at the stupidity of the question. Of course you're pretty, he thinks you're the most beautiful girl to ever walk the face of the planet.
You don't take his laughter to be kind, your face showing it when your lips drop down in a deep frown.
"You could've just said no, Eddie. Didn't really need you to laugh at me." Your tone is annoyed with a hint of sadness. Eddie wants to smack himself in the head, especially when he made you upset.
Quickly setting his guitar down beside the bed, Eddie's quick to lean up from where he had been sat up by the headboard of his bed, moving so now he's closer to your body that's sat opposite of his at the end.
"Honey I wasn't laughing at you, I was laughing at the question," his ringed hands move to cradle your cheeks, forcing you to look up at him, "Of course I think you're pretty. May I ask why you asked me that question?"
Although his tone is gentle, you shy away from his gaze, looking down at your phone that's still in the palm of your hand. He can see the gears turning in your head, the lie that you're trying to come up with to save yourself from whatever it is that is going on.
Shrugging your shoulders, you continue to look down at your hands, now playing with a loose string on your sweatpants.
"Baby," he coos and you melt in his hands that still hold onto the fat of your cheeks, "can you look at me?"
When you finally find the courage to look up at him, he can see the unushered tears in your eyes, the doubt that hides in your mind. Maybe it's not the best time to think this but he can't help but think how gorgeous you are, how lucky he is to be this close to see the different flecks of colors in your eyes.
"That's my girl, there she is. Now can you answer my question, love? What's goin' on in that pretty head of yours?" He moves his hands to push back your hair behind your ears, only to return one his hands to your cheek where he softly stroked it.
"I-um, I just," you let out a loud sigh, obviously overwhelmed with the emotions that are going on in your body. Eddie nods his head, a silent encouragement to continue.
"I just wanna be pretty, ya know? I just wanna be the girl that everyone falls in love with. I know it's unrealistic but I- I see all these girls on Instagram and the way that people comment all these wonderful things, and I just- I just want that so badly. These girls are so pretty and their bodies are so nice, and then there's me."
Eddie can't wrap his mind around what you just said to him. He can't fathom the idea that you can't see what he sees. He also can't help feel this incredibly disgusted with the way social media can warp a persons brain.
The rage in his body has started a wildfire, not with you but with society's expectations. He knows that you follow some of the famous socialites, having watched a few episodes of the Kardashians with you from time to time, and how you always comment about how you wished you looked like them.
There's been so many times he's heard the small insults you say about yourself, he hates that you try to play it off like a joke when deep down you're saying how you really feel.
When he wipes the tears that have since fallen from your eyes, he fights the urge to tell you everything he's been dying to tell you since the two of you became friends.
You're the girl of his dreams, the one that he wants to call his and show off to everyone to make them jealous. Every part of you is beautiful. He has dedicated the feel of your skin on his own so that when it's gone he can still feel it.
Every dip, curve, scar, and inch of your body that he has access to seeing is burned into his memory. You look like his favorite song, so perfect that it fills his heart with joy every time he sets his eyes on you.
"I wish you could see what I see." That's all that he can say, the only thing he can say without putting his friendship with you in jeopardy.
"What do you see?" Your eyebrows pull together and you look up at him with those big pretty eyes.
"Well if I'm being honest, you're the prettiest girl I've ever seen." You go to say something and he cuts you off. "Shh, let me say this. There is not one person on this earth that I think could hold a candle to you. Baby, you are so breathtaking that it hurts for me to even look at you."
"I know that the poets would just eat you up, writing line after line about you. Anyone would be lucky to love you honey, seriously you are out of everyone's league. There is not a doubt in my mind that you're gonna find someone who doesn't feel the same way, and if they don't I got a knuckle sammich comin' their way."
To emphasis his point, Eddie brings his knuckles to his fists as if he's reading for a fight. When you laugh he can't help but smile, feeling the butterflies in his stomach fly around with glee.
"Thank you Eds," wrapping your body around his middle in a tight hug, he enjoys the feeling of your warmth on his skin. Selfishly he kisses the top of your head that rests on his chest.
"No need to thank me, sweetheart. Any time you need me too I will gladly remind my girl just how beautiful she is."
Pulling away from him quicker than he likes, you crane your neck slightly to look at him. Your face is shining with the sticky tears that had fallen onto your cheeks, lips red and slightly swollen from the way you bit them, and all Eddie wants to do is take a picture.
"Do you wanna know what I think?" A sly smirk falls on your lips, a playful glint in your eye, and it makes him nervous.
"What's that?" His tone is light and playful, just like yours.
"I think that I wouldn't want just someone." You say while lightly tracing over the letters on Eddie's shirt. Looking down at you with raised eyebrows, he's sure his face is beat red.
"No?" It comes out like a whisper, so soft you almost miss it. When you shake your head, Eddie tilts his, raising an eyebrow in confusion.
"Then who do you want?"
"I want the boy who think's poets would right write line after line about me."
Pointing a finger to his chest, he mouths the words 'me?', still reeling with everything that just happened. Biting your lip to suppress the smile fighting its way on your face, you nod in agreement.
Finally when everything catches up to him, he reaches for your ribs, slightly pulling you over to lay next to him. Mounting himself on top of you, he can't help leave tiny kisses on your face, like an excited puppy who's waited all day for it's owners return.
"I've *kiss* have *kiss* been waiting *kiss* for you to *kiss* say that *kiss*" When he's finally done setting kisses on every square inch of your face, he sits up slightly to get a good look at the pretty girl underneath him.
"Well I've been waiting even longer, Mr. Eddie Munson."
"Well wait no further, baby. You're stuck with me forever."
Eddie goes back to attacking you with wet kisses, like if he stops he'll never be able to do it again. You return the favor by placing a delicate kiss on his lips.
All Eddie can hope is that this wasn't a dream because he's not sure how he'd be able to handle it.
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this is booty cheeks but im sad so let me have this lmao. also thank you for reading <3
Summary: Eddie and (y/n) see their baby for the first time
“Shit does this look okay should I change? I’ve gotta couple button ups from shows and stuff I could wear. Do we have time to run back to the trailer?”
“Eddie honey we’re just doing an ultrasound there’s no dress code”
“Yeah but we’re meeting our baby for the first time I wanna make a good impression”
Eddie sounds genuinely concerned while staring into the full length mirror in (y/n)’s room. He messes with his hair, adjusts his plain black shirt tucking it in and untucking it, and tampering with his jacket’s zipper. (Y/n) steps away from her closet watching her boyfriend nervously fiddle with his clothes. Not only was he worried about his appearance but even in private he had referred to the baby as his own. Smiling she made her way over to Eddie wrapping her arms around his waist earning a soft smile from him.
“You look fine baby I promise, it’s not like the baby can see you” (y/n) responds voice airy and feathery light. Eddie exhales turning around to wrap her in a tight hug. He holds her close resting her forehead against his chin so he can plant a kiss there. “I know I just want to do this all right start to finish. You deserve that, you both do” he breathes.
(Y/n) smiles warmly looking up to give him a kiss. Slow sweet and laced with appreciation. “You look amazing and I know the baby will agree. I mean how could they not with that hair” she teases playing with a strand of his brown waves. Eddie chuckles relaxing more. “And the sweet ol tatties don’t forget those” he jokes earning a laugh from (Y/n).
“Those too baby” (y/n) agrees. “Alright we better get on the road we got a bit of a drive” Eddie says glancing over at the clock. (Y/n) agrees grabbing her purse. (Y/n) was 18 so getting a doctors appointment without parental knowledge or consent wasn’t hard but in order to not get caught they had to make the appointment the next town over. Eddie offers out his arm leading them out to his van.
He pulls the van’s passenger door open with a loud squeak. There’s a bit of a step so Eddie helps her up into her seat. “Oh you can uh stick the camera in the back” Eddie suggests spotting it sitting on the seat. (Y/n) pulls it into her lap instead as Eddie makes his way over to his own seat. “What’s this for?” She questions once he’s in the van.
“I uh wanted to capture the moment” Eddie laughs a little embarrassed. (Y/n) smiles again and leans over to kiss him on the cheek. “I don’t have too many photos from when I was little, they’re mostly from after I moved in with Wayne. I want things to be different for our kid y’know” he shrugs. “Then our baby will have tons of photos, not just of them but our little family” (y/n) agrees.
Spending her Sunday with her legs in stirrups with Eddie Munson at her side was definitely not on (y/n)’s agenda for her senior year. It’s an uncomfortable position to be in but with Eddie holding her hand it doesn’t feel too bad. He presses a soft reassuring kiss to her palm offering her a warm smile. “You ready to meet our baby?” Eddie asks. “So ready” (y/n) breathes.
A doctor dressed in baby pink scrubs enters with a clipboard in hand. “Hello my name is Dr. Aditi and you must be (y/n)” she says reading from the chart. “Yes, and this is Eddie he’s the father” (y/n) explains. “Hi” Eddie says nervousness evident his voice. 
Doctor Aditi asks a lot of questions and explains some medical things. Eddie makes a note of exactly what vitamins (y/n) needs to take along with what exactly to avoid. Anytime she seems to get overwhelmed or worried Eddie gives her hand a reassuring squeeze. It’s a lot to take in but Eddie takes it seriously wanting to do as he said and do everything right.
Finally it's time for the ultrasound. Dr. Aditi prepares the machine, gently putting the cold gel on (y/n)'s belly and positioning the wand. As the screen flickers to life, Eddie holds his breath. The room is filled with a soft whooshing sound as the doctor moves the wand around, searching for the baby. And just like that there it is, a tiny, fuzzy image appears on the screen.
Eddie's eyes widen with wonder, and (y/n) gasps, tears threatening to spill from their eyes. They clutch each other's hands even tighter as Dr. Aditi points out where there baby is. "It's beautiful," Eddie whispers, his voice filled with awe. Tears stream down (y/n)'s face as she nods in agreement. "Our baby," she murmurs voice choked with emotion.
Eddie pulls his eyes away briefly enough to kiss her (y/n) on the head. “And this,” Dr. Aditi says flicking another switch “is your baby’s heartbeat.” A small but steady thumping sound fills the room. Forget Metallica, screw Dio, and Megadeath may as well throw in the towel. This sound right here was Eddie’s new favorite sound.
The next few moments are a blur as Dr. Aditi continues the ultrasound procedure. The whole time Eddie can't take his eyes off the screen. His heart bursting with love for the tiny life growing inside (y/n). The image is etching itself into his memory taking place among Eddie’s favorite things. It’s a moment he wants to remember forever.
After what feels like an eternity Dr. Aditi finishes up and cleans (y/n)'s belly. As they all gather their belongings, Eddie remembers the small camera now tucked under his leather jacket. “Uh hey before we go I was wondering if you wouldn’t mind taking a photo of us?” Eddie asks. The doctor happily obliges accepting the camera. Eddie wraps his arm around (y/n)‘s shoulders and they both hold the ultrasound in front of them.
Leaving the doctor's office Eddie and (y/n) share a huge smile. There’s an indescribable sensation of love and connection they’re both experiencing. They sit in the van, staring at the ultrasound image, unable to contain their excitement. It feels unreal as Eddie stares at the black and white photo in his hands.
“They’re beautiful”
“I know it’s unbelievable”
“Wasn’t that the most metal thing you’ve ever heard?
“Seriously this is amazing you’re amazing” Eddie breathes out. He kisses her head and her cheek and her lips. (Y/n) let’s out a teary laugh. “Seriously (y/n), amazing” Eddie grins.
As they drive back towards home they’re both just a little somber. Once they get home there’s no celebrations to be had, no spreading the joyful news. They do end up stopping by a little store that sells baby clothes. Eddie insists on picking out a tiny onesie with the words "Daddy's Little Rockstar" printed on it. It's a small gesture, but it symbolizes his unwavering commitment to being the best father he can be.
Eddie’s copy of the ultrasound stays safe in his wallet. Every time he opens his wallet and sees the picture he can't help but smile like an idiot. It represents everything he went through to make this happen. How far he had come since just daydreaming about (y/n) from across the room.
On Monday morning Eddie strutted through the halls of his high school, a grin plastered across his face. His classmates couldn't help but notice the exuberant expression on his face, and whispers began to circulate. By third period rumors had emerged, each more outlandish than the last. According to the grapevine Eddie had sacrificed a virgin over the weekend and that was the cause of his unusually good mood.
Determined to get to the bottom of things Gareth intercepted him at his locker. Gareth stood his ground blocking Eddie's path while Jeff and Paul joined crowding Eddie."What's going on with you Eddie are you high or somethin?" Gareth demanded, his tone laced with confusion.
Confusion etched across his face Eddie shook his head. "What are you guys talking about? No I'm not high” he replied. Frustrated, Eddie nudged Gareth attempting to pass him. They all knew that Gareth or any of them for that matter, rarely stood their ground against Eddie's strong will.
"Not so fast, we want answers," Gareth said, his voice firm. With a sigh, Eddie cast a discreet glance around before leading his friends into the nearby bathroom. Once inside, Eddie rummaged through his pocket, pulling out his wallet. He carefully pulled out photograph and handed it to Gareth who held it gingerly. Jeff and Paul craned their necks to get a glimpse of what had caused Eddie's unusual behavior.
“What is it?” Jeff asks. Eddie huffed, maintaining his infectious smile. "It's an ultrasound, so be careful with it dicks," he said, his tone slightly annoyed. Jeff's eyes widened, and the color drained from Gareth's face. Meanwhile, Paul's jaw dropped in disbelief.
Drowning in a sea of panic, Gareth blurted out, "Do you have cancer? Are you dying?" The boys began talking over each other, fueled by their fears and confusion. Eddie shouted, desperate to silence their cacophony.
“Enough!” He commanded voice booming. The boys stop talking. "It's not mine, you idiots," Eddie revealed, his smile still intact. "It's (Y/n)'s. She's pregnant." Gareth, Jeff, and Paul froze, their eyes wide with shock.
“Whose is it” Jeff’s voice trembles as he asks the question no one else was brave enough to. "Mine, obviously," Eddie replied confidently, his smile finally fading. The reality of the situation seemed to hit the trio all at once, and they stood there, speechless.
Once the initial shock wears off, Jeff and Gareth exchange knowing glances while Paul tries to process the news. "How did this happen?" Paul finally asks. Eddie shrugs, a playful smirk on his face. "I guess I have some moves outside of DND" he says, trying to lighten the atmosphere.
Gareth shakes his head, a mix of disbelief and amusement on his face. "Well, congrats, man. It's a life-changer, for sure," he says, patting Eddie on the back. Jeff, still processing everything, finally speaks up. "What are you gonna do, Eddie?"
Eddie's grin fades slightly, replaced with a more serious expression. "Well, I've talked to (Y/n), and we've decided to keep it. It won't be easy, but we'll figure it out." Paul, who has been quiet throughout the conversation, finally finds his voice. "That's a big responsibility, man, are you sure you're up for it?" he asks.
Eddie nods, determination in his eyes. "I may have been acting crazy all morning, but this, this is real. This is something I'm willing to give my all for." As the shock subsided Gareth reached out to pat Eddie's back, a mix of concern and understanding in his eyes. "Hey man, we're here for you," he said sincerely. Jeff nodded, his initial panic giving way to a sense of loyalty. "Yeah, Eddie. We'll support you through this."
"What do you need from us, Eddie?" Gareth asked, his voice filled with genuine concern. Eddie took a deep breath, overwhelmed by the unwavering support of his friends. "I just need you guys to be there for me and (Y/n)," he said, his smile softening. "I don’t imagine our very accepting town will be pleasant when they find out.” The boys exchanged nods, understanding the weight of their friend's words.
Eddie was on his way out of his last period smiling at the thought
“Eddie you’re gonna wanna come see this” Jeff says out of breath as he jogs up to his friends. Eddie wordlessly follows his bandmates down the hall. There’s a small gathering of some of their peers stood around a particular locker whispering. It would be nothing new for a member of Hellfire’s locker to get vandalized but Eddie knew that this one didn’t belong to any of them.
(Y/n)‘s locker was now littered with cruel scribblings done with different colored sharpies. Words like slut, freak’s whore, trailer park tramp were plastered on the metal along with magazine articles talking about teen pregnancy. “Shit” Eddie breathed running a hand through his hair. “Looks like word got out” Gareth sighed. “Can you two get this cleaned up I gotta find her” Eddie asked looking towards Gareth and Jeff.
“Don’t worry about it man we’ve got this” Jeff assures him. Eddie
When he spots (Y/n) she’s making her way down the hall. Dressed in her cheer uniform, books clutched to her chest as she nervously looks around. For once the nagging feeling of eyes following someone around is right
Eddie hurries over to her placing his hands on her shoulders. “Hey Eddie” she greets pulling her eyes away from a group of whispering students. “Hey sweetheart why don’t we go outside and talk alright?” He tries desperately hoping to shield her from school’s cruelty. “Talk, talk about what?” She hums. “Oh I don’t know I’m sure we’ll think of something” he says attempting to lead her towards door.
She allows him to practically push her down the hall confused by the urgency. They pass a small group of students who are huddled close together. “Whore” one of them covers up poorly with a cough. Eddie and (y/n) freeze and he winces. She turns around facing him already frowning.
“Oh god they know” (y/n) gasps. Already her eyes are watery with worry. “Yeah I guess so” Eddie sighs. “Oh god oh no, no no no” she cries spinning around seeing all the eyes on her. “C’mon let’s go outside alright baby let’s talk” Eddie pleads.
Unfortunately right now she doesn’t hear her boyfriend’s requests. All (y/n) hears is the whispers and quiet conversations the laughter and taunts. Everyone in the hallway is staring on at the two. She slowly turns around seeing classmates, cheer squad members, and even friends are watching, talking, judging. Eddie carefully grabs her face in his hands making her look at him.
“Hey it’s gonna be alright okay I promise”
“Everyone knows Eddie, everyone”
“I don’t think it’s gotten around to everyone yet but it’s definitely been around”
“This is bad so bad!”
“I know it’s bad right now but we’ll figure out. We knew this would happen eventually right?”
“Not this soon I thought we’d have time, I thought it wouldn’t be till I started showing at least”
A tear escapes her eye and Eddie is quick to wipe it away. His heart aches at how worried and upset she looks. Eddie is an old fashioned man who desperately wishes to protect her both in the physical sense and emotional. He wraps his arms around her pulling her body flush with his. This time (y/n) isn’t sobbing just silently crying motionless in his arms, if given the choice Eddie thinks he’d prefer the first option.
“Anyone who has anything to say will have to deal with me alright? And not just me but the guys too they’ve got your back”
“The guys already know?”
“Yeah Gareth heard from someone last period”
“Oh god Eddie do they hate me? Do they think I’m some floozy or something”
Eddie let’s out a small breathy laugh pulling her face away to look in her eyes. “No, no, no sweetheart they don’t think you’re a floozy. They’re having a hard time believing that I slept with you but y’know no surprise there” Eddie shrugs. That earns him a weak smile from (Y/n). Eddie takes that as a good sign wiping her face.
(Y/n) let’s put a small gasp. “Oh and you Eddie they’re probably saying all kind of things about you” she frets. “So it’s business as usual then” Eddie shrugs. (Y/n) shakes her head looking away from Eddie. Her eyes land on Chrissy rushing down the hall with her arms full of paper towels.
“Wait you were trying to lead me outside before” (y/n) points out looking back to Eddie. His face falls and he looks back for just a brief second. “Uh was I?” He asked. (Y/n) peaks behind him before quickly walking in the same direction that Chrissy just left in. “Sweetheart wait please” Eddie calls jogging behind her.
The crowd gathered around the lockers is much larger now. It’s become quite the spectacle in a matter of minutes. (Y/n) politely pushed through the crowd muttering apologies. The whispering gets less subtle as they realize that (Y/n) is making her way through.
“I’m telling you man It’s not coming off!” Gareth hissed. “Scrub harder then” Jeff huffed. “Both of you keep wiping” Chrissy instructs. The two guys are aggressively wiping the marker away while Chrissy pulls down the magazine articles and pictures. Gareth is the first to notice her presence standing up in an attempt to cover the locker with his body.
“(Y/n) hey um we were just uh working on a project for um for class” Chrissy nervously starts to explain. “For home economics!” Gareth quickly adds. “Yes, for home economics!” Chrissy cheers. It’s definitely a lie and a bad one at that since Gareth isn’t even in the same grade and Jeff doesn’t take home economics. Still the blonde smiles in hopes of convincing her friend it’s the truth.
(Y/n) doesn’t respond stepping closer to her locker. Tears gloss over her eyes once more as they look over the metal surface. She had seen on many occasions how cruel students could be and had even tried to stop it quite a few of those times. Never before had such behavior been directed at her. (Y/n) was even positive that a few of the handwritings looked familiar enough to pinpoint which cheerleader wrote it.
People she called friends, team mates, girls who had the nerve to call themselves her sisters had turned on her. They didn’t even have any proof if what they had heard was true or not and they still stabbed her in the back over it. Over something that ultimately wasn’t even her choice. The crowd was still talking in less hushed whispers. Each unfriendly voice sticking out more and more.
“I always knew she was a slut I’ve been saying it for years”
“She must have some serious issues to settle for Munson”
“How pathetic”
“Do you think she did it on purpose like she was worried of ending up alone? I mean when was the last time you saw her date someone?”
Vision blurry, ears ringing (y/n) spun around. This time she moved through the crowd much less apologetically. There were no mumbled apologies or excuse need mes. She knew Chrissy was desperately calling her name but right now she just needed out. (Y/n) didn’t stop running till she was out the door and far away from the building.
As she tries to steady her breathing, the tears continue to flow freely. It feels like her entire world has come crashing down in a matter of minutes. All she wanted was a normal high school experience, but instead, she's faced with humiliation and betrayal from those she thought were her friends.
Eddie finally catches up to her, his face full of concern and worry. "Sweetheart, are you okay?" he asks, breathless from running after her. (Y/n) looks up at him, her eyes red and puffy. "No, Eddie, I'm not okay," she sobs. "How could they do this to me? I thought they were my friends I thought they had my back."
Eddie wraps his arms around her, pulling her close. "I know, I know. It's not fair, and it's not right. But listen to me, we're going to get through this together. I promise you, I won't let anyone hurt you."
She clings to him, finding solace in his words and the comfort of his embrace. Eddie is her rock, her anchor in this storm of chaos. Together, they'll navigate through this difficult time, supporting each other every step of the way.
“I know I’m just me but no matter what I’m not going anywhere” Eddie announces quietly anyway. The comment of ‘just him’ strikes (y/n) as funny. In fact the term is funny enough to make her breathe out a quiet laugh. “What’s funny sweets?” Eddie asks. (Y/n) wipes the tears from her cheeks.
“Just you, it’s funny as if you’re nothing special it’s just you” she answers. Eddie’s eyebrows furrow in confusion and his head tilts a little. “I just mean you aren’t just you Eddie not to me anyways” (y/n) continues with a gentle smile. Eddie smiles wiping tears away from her cheeks. “You doing okay?” He asks.
(Y/n) exhales looking down. Her life had flipped upside down over the last week. Everything was changing and it was changing fast. Then there was the good part that had come out of all this, Eddie. Her saving grace, her rock, her best friend.
She looked up to meet his eye again really studying him this time. (Y/n) takes in a deep before nodding. “Yeah actually I’m doing better, like you said they’d find out eventually” she shrugs with a small smile. “It’s okay if you’re not, you don’t have to pretend with me” Eddie promises squeezing her hands. This time (y/n) says nothing instead leaning up to kiss him.
Eddie accepts the kiss moving one of his hands to cup her face. It’s slow and sweet, made entirely out of gratitude and appreciation. When they pull apart her smile is a little more real. “Yeah I’m good Eds promise” she sighs. Eddie nods relieved.
“Besides my big scary boyfriend is gonna beat up anyone who says anything” (y/n) teases nudging his arm. Eddie snorts shaking his head a little. He leans down to connect their lips again.
There’s the sound of leaves crunching makes them turn around. Chrissy stands nervously a couple feet away. “Hey um I just came to check on you” she smiles nervously. “I better go help those idiots clean up your locker, meet me over there when you’re done?” Eddie asks getting up from the table.
(Y/n) nods leaning up to kiss him again. “Thank you again Eddie” she says softly. Eddie shakes his head smiling. “Don’t mention it sweets” he promises getting up from the table. Chrissy offers him a polite nod taking his place while Eddie heads back towards the school.
(Y/n) and Chrissy had always been inseparable. They grew up together, experiencing all of life's milestones side by side. From picking out their first movie crushes to sharing the excitement of their first real kisses, they had always been there for each other. But now, they were facing a completely new challenge - an unexpected teen pregnancy. This was not something they could find the solution to in Sassy or Seventeen magazine.
Sitting at the table (Y/n) mustered up the courage to confirm the news with her best friend. It wasn't an easy conversation to start, but she knew she needed Chrissy's support. “So,” Chrissy breathes with a small nervous smile “it’s true then?” (Y/n) took in a breath bracing herself. "Yeah CC, it's true, I'm, uh, pregnant."
Chrissy's eyes widened clearly shocked by the revelation. "Wow, that's huge, like, really really huge" she managed to say. (Y/n) nodded, feeling the weight of the situation. "I know," she replied softly. "And it's Eddie's."
Chrissy's eyes filled with concern as she asked about the circumstances. "When did that happen? You guys just started dating!" (Y/n) hesitated for a moment before recalling the night of Josh's party. “Do you remember Josh’s party?”
Chrissy thought back for a second. “Well yeah I remember you guys hanging out but you were really drunk” she explained. Suddenly Chrissy gasped, gripping (Y/n)'s arm. "Oh my god, did he take advantage of you?" There was a mix of concern and anger in her voice."No, no, it wasn't anything like that" (Y/n) reassured her, placing a hand over Chrissy's.
The tension in Chrissy's face eased as she let out a relieved breath.Curiosity getting the better of her Chrissy asked "So how did this happen, then?" "Well, after I passed out, he couldn't find you, and he didn't know where I lived, so he brought me to his place. He was really sweet and took care of me. I don't know, CC it just happened” (y/n) explained.
Chrissy's surprise turned into a smile as she said "Wow, Eddie Munson." "Eddie Munson” (Y/n) repeated with a small smile. "And you know what? I'm happier than I've been in a long time” (y/n) confirmed.
Chrissy's excitement couldn't be contained as she hugged (Y/n) tightly. “I'm so happy for you babe” she whispered. "Thank you, CC really” With a grin, Chrissy demanded to know all the details. She wanted to hear everything about this unexpected turn of events.
As (Y/n) recounted waking up in Eddie's bed and his sweet gestures to take care of her Chrissy listened intently. "Wow he sounds great”Chrissy gushed, thinking of how different Eddie was from her own boyfriend, Jason. "He's so different from the rest of the guys around here.”(Y/n) nodded, knowing how special Eddie was. "He's really something CC, despite his tough exterior, he's truly so sweet."
As they continued to talk (Y/n) shared more about their day together, how they laughed and ate breakfast. She couldn't help but gush about Eddie's uncle Wayne, who she found to be surprisingly similar to him."He always looks so serious and gruff," Chrissy remarked."Yeah, I think that's just how he has to be you know”(Y/n) replied. "Eddie has a lot to deal with at school, so he has to put up this tough front."
Chrissy nodded in understanding before asking about the moment Eddie dropped (Y/n) off at her house. "Did he kiss you at the door?" she inquired. (Y/n) laughed. "No, he's too old school for that, we exchanged numbers instead, and that's when we decided to meet up again later."
"Wow" Chrissy said, completely captivated by the story unfolding before her. "Exactly, big wow” (Y/n) agreed, feeling grateful for her supportive best friend by her side.
“Well he obviously couldn’t find you after I passed out and he didn’t know where I lived so he brought me to his place. I don’t know he was really sweet and charming and he took care of me. It just happened CC I don’t know.”
“Then I can’t wait to be an aunt”
“You’ll be the best aunt”
“Oh I should make them a blanket! Of course I’ll need to wait till I know if it’s a boy or girl. Or I could pick something like yellow or green? What are the Hellfire colors?”
“Whatever you pick will be great Chrissy”
Arm in arm, Chrissy and (y/n) made their way back into the school, a sense of normality slowly returning. The hallway had mostly cleared now, leaving just a few random students heading one way or another. The chaos of earlier seemed like a distant memory at least for the time being. At her locker, the guys had mostly finished cleaning up the vandalized mess, with just a few remaining markings and unreadable words. They were in the middle of a heavy debate about some musician versus another when they spotted the girls approaching.
"Hi baby” (y/n) greeted, pulling away from Chrissy who had to catch her ride. "Hey sweetheart, your locker's mostly cleaned up” Eddie said, wrapping an arm around her shoulders. His eyes flickered with genuine concern. "Thank you for this, guys. I really appreciate it” (y/n) sighed, glancing at her locker which now looked almost normal once again.
Gareth and Jeff, who had been sitting on the ground, immediately got up, slightly shoving each other for who would get up first. Their banter was lighthearted, a stark contrast to the events of the day. "I think this makes you an official member of the club” Gareth grinned a teasing glint in his eyes."Yeah this counts as your initiation” Jeff agreed a smirk playing on his lips.
"Welcome to Hellfire, (y/n) (y/l/n)” Eddie declared with a wide grin, his voice filled with pride. (Y/n) couldn't help but smile back, her expression real and earnest. It was honestly a weird feeling for her. She had watched as her social life crumbled into pieces after the rumors and malicious lies spread about her. But with Eddie and her newfound friends, it honestly didn't feel so bad.
Eddie and (Y/n) decide to unwind after school by watching an old tape. As they lay together on the couch, snuggled up the warmth of their love filled the room.Eddie finally breaks the comfortable silence drawing (Y/N)'s attention away from the tape. "You know, with everyone around school finding out about us, we might want to tell our parents soon” he pointed out concern tugging at the corners of his lips.
(Y/N)'s face fell, and a wave of dread washed over her. "They're gonna be so mad, Eddie” she whispered her voice trembling with anxiety. The thought of disappointing her parents weighed heavily on her heart. Eddie gently tilted her chin up, his eyes filled with tenderness. "They'll be even more pissed if we let them hear it from someone else” he replied, pressing a soft kiss against her lips.
"I know, but this has all been so happy” (Y/N) admitted, her voice laced with fear. "I'm just not ready to lose that yet." Eddie pulled her closer, wrapping his arms around her protectively. "Maybe it won't be as bad as you think," he reassured her, brushing his fingers over her hair. "They may be mad at first, but they'll come around I’m sure.”
Tears welled up in (Y/N)'s eyes as she gazed into Eddie's deep, caring eyes. "Their daughter is pregnant, Eds" she spoke softly, her voice thick with emotion. "They're gonna be pissed." Eddie tenderly wiped away her tears, his heart aching for the pain she felt. "We'll face them together," he promised.
(Y/N) took a deep breath, finding comfort in Eddie's words. “Okay you’re right we’ll tell them” (y/n) breathes looking up at Eddie. “Wayne’s off on Wednesday we could do dinner” Eddie points out. “Dinner on Wednesday it is” (y/n) sighs.
Summary: After a long time obsession Eddie Munson finds a way to make the queen of Hawkins High all his and only his.
Part summary: Eddie putting his plan into action and getting together with the girl of his many dreams.
Warning: This is a DARK fic involving forced pregnancy / Eddie baby trapping reader without her knowing. do not keep reading if that makes you uncomfortable or if you’re under 18! It’s definitely soft but still dark Eddie
Sweet, beautiful, caring, compassionate were all words that could be used to describe (Y/n) (y/l/n). She was head cheerleader as well as the somewhat queen of Hawkins high. However unlike most of the cheer squad and jocks she was wasn’t cruel to those not in her social group. Even the nerds, geeks, dorks, losers, and freaks adored her. Eddie Munson was no exception to her beauty and charm.
They definitely weren’t friends she didn’t really know anything about him. They’ve never hung out, and they haven’t exchanged more than ten words but she never insulted him or anyone else in Hellfire. In fact on multiple occasions she stopped one of the jocks from harassing the club. Those things alone lead to Eddie having quite the heavy crush on her.
Now just because she wasn’t cruel to him or his friends doesn’t mean they spoke often. The pair had three classes together and sat on opposite ends of the cafeteria. She just simply didn’t really take much notice of him when he wasn’t putting on some sort of show. For all six years of knowing her he had struggled with ways of getting her attention. If he couldn’t get her to fully notice him how could he get her to be his?
The idea came to Eddie one day while smoking a cigarette in the trailer park on a picnic table. Two of the park moms were sat out front one of their homes smoking and drinking boxed wine while loudly complaining about their lives and how they ended up there. The one with dyed red hair lets out a long exhausted sigh. “I should’ve never listened to him about not usin a condom Cathy, I could’ve been married to Phil Blake he’s a doctor now” she exhales with a puff of smoke. “He baby trapped ya Trisha that’s exactly what he did no good bastard” the other agrees.
Eddie sat up straight listening a little closer. He had heard rumors of women ‘baby trapping’ men but never the other way around. Could it be the answer to his prayers? The solution to his life’s struggle? Now he just had to figure out how to get the most popular girl in town to not only sleep with him but do it unsafely.
Thankfully that comes to him pretty easily too. He’s in his last period class not focusing on the assignment at hand instead listening to the two girls in front of him conversing. The class was doing busy work while the teacher got caught up on things. As long as things didn’t get too loud he allowed them to talk. The two cheerleaders were discussing the party of the week hosted courtesy of the basketball team.
“Jason says Josh’s parents are out of town all weekend”
“Lucky Josh”
“You’re coming right? I was hoping we could get ready together”
“Yes I desperately need to get out of my house especially if it involves drinking and dancing”
“There should be plenty of that knowing the guys. Do you wanna sleep over?”
“Sounds great Chrissy as long as your mom doesn’t make us those granola cookies or jog laps again”
The girls quietly erupt into laughter recalling a prior sleepover and just like that Eddie has a plan. All he has to do is score an invitation to this party and everything he’s ever wanted will be his. (Y/n) will be his and only his.
The party is crowded with way too many drunk teenagers. The music is loud and shitty. This is not how Eddie Munson wants to spend a Friday night but for her he decides it’s worth it. For her and for his baby Eddie will suffer through this meathead’s party.
He makes his way through the living room pushing past his peers until he spots one of the hosts of the party Josh, aka number 20 of the basketball team. Josh could be the face of the dumb jock stereotype. He’s only cruel when he’s joining in with his peers. Basically the human equivalent of a dog who does whatever you say. Eddie waves a ringed hand holding up the paper bag he had brought.
“Munson fuck yeah man!” Josh laughs with a slur making his way over. In the bag is an assortment of ziplock bags filled with different drugs. Some of the pot is definitely weak since Eddie had to give Josh way too good of a deal to convince him to let him come to the party. Josh pulls out a wad of cash shoving it forward which Eddie accepts handing him the bag. “Good shit, stick around dude have a drink might make you loosen up or somethin” the drunk high schooler says wondering back to his friends.
Eddie rolls his eyes and wonders back into the main part of the party. It’s a sea of faces made up of cheerleaders, preps, partiers, and everything between. He can see a few party goers giving him dirty looks and mutterings of wondering why the freak is in their territory. When he finally spots (Y/n) she’s dancing with Chrissy. Both girls are clearly tipsy already their movements much sloppier than they normally were during their cheers.
They’re giggling and taking turns spinning each other even though it doesn’t match the music at all. Eddie can’t help but think he can’t wait to dance with her. Slow dancing in the kitchen the only thing between them her baby bump. Eddie can’t help but smile at the thought. Their dancing is interrupted by Jason coming up to borrow Chrissy which (y/n) allows despite her disappointment.
(Y/n) let’s out a breath looking around and their eyes meet. A small smile blossoms on her face as she casually walks over to him. “Eddie Munson at a party, well now I’ve seen everything” she teases with a kind smile. She isn’t making fun of him or being rude she’s genuinely surprised he’s here and he’d go as far to say she looks pleased. “Must be a sign of the impending apocalypse or something” he teases back.
She laughs face lighting up with amusement. “Did you come to protest our conformist ways?” She asks curiously. “No just to make googly eyes at Carver, he’s playing hard to get” Eddie jokes. (Y/n) laughs again and Eddie can’t help but think he’d talk forever if she kept making that sound. “I was just here to make a sale” Eddie shrugs.
“So you’re not staying?” She asks. Eddie can’t help but revel in the small bit of disappointment evident on her features. She wants him to stay, she wants him around. “Not really my scene” Eddie shrugs.
“Oh come on stick around you never come to these things” she begs placing a hand on his forearm. Eddie looks from her to the door as if he’s honestly thinking it over. “I guess one drink wouldn’t hurt” he sighs smiling. (Y/n) lights up smiling a little wider.
“Yay that’s great!” The way she cheers for Eddie in the way that’s normally reserved for the schools star athletes makes his heart swell. “Here I’ll get you a refill sweetheart while I get one” Eddie offers out his hand to take her cup. He doesn’t miss the way the nickname makes her a bit bashful as she hands him the empty cup. “Don’t go running off on me now Munson” she calls after him when he begins heading back to the kitchen.
Thankfully the table covered in an assortment of beverages is temporarily unoccupied since the bartender is . Eddie pours them both a drink before slipping out the small two ziplock bag containing only two pills. They were much harder to get than his other substances but thankfully there was a guy the next town over. Once (y/n)’s drink is mixed he returns to find her saving him a spot on a two person love seat.
The small chair doesn’t allow for too much space between them so his leg presses against her own. “Thank you” she grins when he passes her the red solo cup. “Anytime princess” Eddie responds. It was usually a nickname reserved for DnD or for making fun of spoiled rich popular girls but for her he’d make an exception. Again Eddie isn’t oblivious to the effect the nickname has on her.
“You’re quite charming you know that?”
“Am I?”
“Yeah I didn’t know you were so sweet, guess I always thought you were kinda…”
“Mean and scary?”
“I’m sorry”
“It’s okay I kinda thought you were mean and scary too”
“Really me scary?”
“Terrifying”
“Careful Munson I’ll get you with my pompoms”
“See what did I tell ya scary. You give Kruger and Voorhees a run for their money” 
“I guess you know my terrible secret, I’m really the evil cheerleader of doom”
“Oh of doom?”
“Yea of doom! I’ll slay you down all while wearing a cheer skirt”
By the end the two are laughing hysterically coming up with her evil villain origin story. He had no idea she’d be so easy to talk to let alone kind of a dork. Maybe she’s only so open because of the alcohol or maybe it’s just who she is he can’t quite figure that part out. However it doesn’t really matter so long as she keeps laughing and touching his arm like that.
“You’d make a great comic book villain sweetheart” Eddie says taking a sip from his drink. Her smile brightens and he watches the way she ducks her a head little as if trying to cover up such a beautiful sight. Eddie reaches his hand out gently tilting her chin so she’s looking up at him again. “Nuh uh if I have to stay at this party you can’t go hiding from me” he teases. The act clearly catches her off guard but she doesn’t move away or push his hand away.
Eddie almost thinks he could get away with kissing her but he doesn’t push his luck moving his hand away. “There you go being all sweet again” she muses. “Shh don’t say that too loud you’ll ruin my reputation” Eddie says in a mock whisper. “Oh and what makes me worthy of knowing the real Eddie Munson?” (Y/n) teases. “Well it must be reserved for only the prettiest girl in school” Eddie shrugs looking down at his cup.
“You think I’m pretty?” She asks. Eddie’s a little surprised by the question. (Y/n) isn’t fishing for compliments or trying to get him to spill his guts, she’s really asking if he’s telling the truth. “Beautiful” Eddie scoffs. The admission makes her bite her lip looking off again.
“You’re not like most guys you know. I don’t think I’ve ever been complimented so much”
“That’s a shame sweetheart.”
“Maybe it’s the age difference, you’re older, wiser than the guys on the team”
“And now I’m old?”
(Y/n) opens her mouth to say something else but is cut off by someone yelling. “What the hell are you doing here freak?” Jason spits. (Y/n) winces while Eddie just lets out a sigh. “Carver so lovely to see you” Eddie says with a mocking grin. One of Jason’s goons grab Eddie by the collar yanking him up from the chair.
Most of the room is looking on at the scene. (Y/n) jumps up from her spot. “Come on guys knock it off we’re just trying to enjoy the party” she says glaring at Jason. “She’s right Jason let’s just go” Chrissy pleads tugging on the sleeve of Jason’s jacket. Jason shrugs his girlfriend off stepping closer to Eddie despite being shorter and far less intimidating.
“Party’s invitation only freak, get lost before I make you” Jason threatens shoving him. Josh looks worried as he keeps his eyes on the ground waiting to be ratted out to his team mates. “I invited him Jason he’s my date” (y/n) snaps quickly grabbing Eddie’s hand. Jason and the rest of the guys look over at her shocked so do Eddie and Chrissy. “And why the hell would you do that?” The blonde asks.
“Jason dude what’s it matter let’s just go back to partying” Josh finally speaks up. “Yeah man who gives a shit he’s here?” Patrick agrees. Jason finally gives up his stare down storming away. Chrissy mouths an apology to her friend scurrying off after them. (Y/n) takes a deep breath looking back towards Eddie.
“You okay?” She asks worriedly. “Yeah sweetheart nothing I’m not used to. Besides this time I had the cheerleader of doom here to protect me” Eddie winks. (Y/n) breathes out a laugh shaking her head a little. She still hasn’t let go of his hand and Eddie can’t help but move his thumb against her skin.
“You might wanna be careful though going around saying you’re on a date with me wouldn’t want to tarnish your reputation” Eddie explains. (Y/n) shrugs smiling nonchalantly. “Not the worst rumor I’ve ever heard about myself” (y/n) laughs. Eddie nods understandably. “Gotta be a new high point for mine.”
The two talk for a while more about whatever crosses their minds. They get to know each other at least on a basic level, joke around, and tease each other. Hell she even convinces him to dance with her for a bit since it is a date after all. He’s having so much fun Eddie almost wants to consider changing his mind on the whole plan but but kidding by how (y/n) seems to get more tired by the minute he thinks it too late for that. She’s in his arms slightly swaying to the music when Eddie notices she’s leaning on him a lot more and slurring her words.
“You alright sweetheart?” Eddie asks tucking his chin down to look at her. (Y/n) nods her eyebrows furrowed and she closes her eyes for a second. “Um yeah I uh I think I need to sit down” she answers slowly. “Shit here sit back down, I’ll get Chrissy okay don’t move a muscle” Eddie orders helping her back into the chair. (Y/n) nods leaning back into the cushions.
Eddie speeds off back towards the kitchen. Thankfully Chrissy is without her guard dog talking to someone from student council who gives Eddie a dirty look. From what he could hear from the conversation the other student was concerned why the (Y/n) (y/l/n) was on a date with the freak show. “Sorry to interrupt but I think (y/n) needs you Chrissy she’s not lookin too good” Eddie says worriedly. Chrissy frowns immediately following Eddie without a word to their classmate.
(Y/n) was just barely staying awake eyes fluttering shut before snapping open again. “Hey hon it’s me you feeling alright?” She asks pressing a hand to her friends forehead. “I don’t know what happened, we were talking and she got really dizzy and tired” Eddie explains. “Maybe she’s just drunk I don’t know will you help me get her upstairs?” She frets looking up at Eddie desperately. Eddie quickly nods leaning down to gently pull (y/n) up hoisting her up bridal style.
“Come on sweetheart I’ve got ya” he breathes carefully upstairs following Chrissy. She leads the pair to an empty bedroom that was off limits. Eddie is gentle when he lays (y/n) down helping her fully into the bed. Chrissy is anxiously biting her thumb nail looking down at her best friend. (Y/n) is softly breathing but hasn’t moved a muscle or spoken since they started heading upstairs.
“She ever gotten drunk like this before?”
“Drunk sure but she’s never been like this before oh god do you think it’s alcohol poisoning? She’ll freak if she has to have her stomach pumped”
“I doubt it did she do anything but drink maybe smoke something?”
“No she couldn’t have I was with her till you got there all she had was two drinks I thought. Oh god Eddie do you think someone drugged her or something? Like one of those tapes they make us watch in school?”
“If so they’re about to learn how much of a freak I can be”
Eddie practically growls the sentence out low and angry as if someone had really hurt his girl. Chrissy looks at him stunned taken back by his concern. “Thank god you were here what if some creep had found her” the blonde frets. Eddie is about to respond but the door slams open making them both turn around. Jason enters the room looking pissed off.
The angry, tipsy athlete storms towards his girlfriend. “Chrissy what the hell are you doing with this freak” Jason spits never taking his eyes of Eddie. “Jason something’s wrong with (y/n) I think we need to take her to the hospital” Chrissy answers. “She’s a big girl she shouldn’t have gotten wasted if she couldn’t handle it” Jason demands. “Not her fault one of your pervert friends drugged her” Eddie says.
“What the hell did you just say?” Jason growls stepping towards Eddie. Chrissy pushes herself between the two as much as she can. “Jason stop it please (y/n) really needs help, he was just helping” Chrissy promises. “Helping, he’s probably the one who did it fucking freak” Jason accuses. Eddie narrows his eyes down at him.
“Eddie will you please grab (y/n) some water?” Chrissy pleads facing the metal head. “Sure thing Chrissy” Eddie nods making sure his shoulder bumps Jason on his way out of the room. Even just outside the door he can hear the couple fighting. As much as he hates it for Chrissy’s sake since she’s always been nice to him it’s a good sign for his plan.
When Eddie returns to the room Chrissy and Jason are long gone just as he expected. Eddie peaks around the empty hallway before shutting the door making sure it’s locked tight. His breathing is shaky and his body is trembling in excitement as he approaches the foot of the bed. This is it finally his shot.
Laid out across the bed peaceful and unmoving (Y/n) looks straight out of a fairy tale. His very own sleeping princess that can only be saved by his love. Her eyes are shut just slightly fluttering every so often. Painted red lips parted just slightly allowing her slow breaths to escape.
The mattress dips under his weight as Eddie kneels down onto the bed. He lowers himself down till he’s hovering just above her. His ring covered hand reaches up to move a stray hair from her face before sliding it down to her cheek. “So beautiful” he whispers. Slowly Eddie leans down till his lips are ghosting over her own.
His head is clouded with anticipation, anxiety, nervousness, and even a little guilt deep deep down. Swallowing back the conflicting emotions Eddie takes the plunge connecting their lips together. Just like he’d always daydreamed her lips are pillowy soft. They melt against his anxiety bitten lips like cotton candy.
When his tongue finds its way into her mouth Eddie sucks in a sharp breath through his nose. Cherry coke mixed with cheep vodka lingers on her tongue flooding Eddie’s tastebuds. It’s a flavor he will now cherish forever because it’s hers. Her gentle slow breaths hit his skin and his fans against her resting face.
When Eddie finally pulls himself away from her now glossy barely swollen lips he doesn’t go far. Instead his wet searing kisses move across her cheekbone, down to her chin and up her neck all the way to her ear. “I’m gonna love you so good sweetheart I promise. Gonna make you and our baby so god damn happy” he breathes.
He lifts away from her face looking over her body. So badly does Eddie want to take his time. He wants to cherish every square inch of her skin, slowly pull her clothes off and tell her why he loves every part of her body, enter slowly with his fingers warming her up and stretching her out, eating her out till she begs him to just stuff her full, making love to her the way she deserves. Only he’s already painfully hard, this is his first time, and he has to hurry. Still though it would be rude not to warm her up.
His hands move down to her skirt and Eddie pushes it up to her waist. (Y/n) chose some see through black panties for the evening that Eddie can tell are already wet. A moan escapes his throat knowing he’s turning her on even in her unconscious state. He’s quick but careful as he pulls them off picketing them in his back pocket for later. There’s not much light in the room just the soft moonlight coming in from the window revealing her wet lips to him.
Eddie reaches up two ringed fingers spreading her pussy open to him. “Fuck you’ve even got a pretty pussy baby can’t wait to see it drooling my cum” Eddie groans. He moves a thumb to her clit slowly circling it. (Y/n)’s body makes a small movement and in her sleep she lets a a soft moan like sound. Eddie continues the motion in varying speeds and pressures seeing which ones make her the most wet.
“That’s it pretty girl need you nice and wet gonna make you cum then fuck you full alright” Eddie breathes moving his other hand to push two fingers into her. She’s tight around even his fingers clenching around them. Once he’s got the rhythm and technique down it’s not hard to make her come undone.
“Fuck” Eddie groans pulling his now soaking wet fingers out of her. He’s quick to shove them into his mouth moaning aloud at the taste. Once their licked clean he moves his hands to his belt fumbling with the buckle till it’s undone and he can properly shove his jeans down his legs. His cock springs free slapping his stomach head red and dripping with precum. Eddie gives it a few strokes looking over her again.
Even just the feeling of the head of his cock lining up with her entrance has Eddie ready to lose it but he holds back. With a slow but hard thrust he’s bottomed out completely balls deep buried in her pussy. “Fucking christ” he moans voice high pitched with pleasure. He thought she was right wrapped around his fingers but this? This is next level.
Another rock of his hips rolls his cock sweetly into her lurching her body against the bed. Lifting her legs up Eddie carefully placing them over his shoulders. Each time his cock comes out even more wet in her own pleasure. She’s completely unaware she’s soaking the ‘freaks’ cock so much.
The thrusts get harder shaking the bed while Eddie fucks into her sleeping form. He has to bite hard into his lip to keep his moans down. “Holy shit sweetheart this pussy is made for my fucking cock, gonna ruin you for any of those assholes” Eddie whispers. His hand moves up to her blouse bunching it up around her neck. Now each time he thrusts into her he can watch her tits bounce.
“When we do this next time gonna make you really enjoy it sweetheart I swear. You’ll be awake and screaming my name.”
“Maybe I’ll bend you over in your cheer skirt and fuck you behind the bleachers let you go back to practice stuffed full of the freak’s cum.”
“Oh shit so fucking tight sweetheart taking me so well”
“Fuck fuck fuck” Eddie groans louder with each obscenity. His cum floods her walls. Once his balls have completely emptied into her pussy he slowly pulls out watching some of his cum ooze from her abused cunt. His fingers are quick to catch it and push it right back in. Eddie takes a minute to catch his breath while getting his clothes fixed.
Big brown eyes are transfixed at her used up pussy. He wonders if once he gets her back to the trailer if she’ll still be asleep enough to go another round. Eddie does his best to get her cleaned up straightening up her clothes before throwing one of her arms over his shoulder. Part of him hates how easy it is to get her unconscious body out of the party but for now he’s slightly grateful for everyone’s lack of care for anyone but themselves.
(Y/n) groans opening her eyes sunlight filling most of her vision. Her head is throbbing, she feels nauseous, and she knows something doesn’t feel right. She sits up opening her eyes again. Her surroundings are unfamiliar, this isn’t her room or Chrissy’s or any of the other cheerleaders. Looking down she also sees the clothes on her body aren’t her own.
Panic fills her chest and for a moment she worries the vomit might spill from her throat. (Y/n) pushes the blanket away from her legs looking at the oversized shirt with the words Iron Maiden scribbled in a peeling font across the fabric along with a pair of plaid pajama pants. Her eyes dart up scanning her surroundings. Thankfully they land on at least something, or someone familiar. Eddie Munson slumped in a small white chair using his jacket as a blanket.
Small snores leave his opened mouth and his hair is sticking all over the place. This was Eddie Munson’s room. It makes sense given the posters on the walls, the music equipment and the ash tray. Even if things are still a blur at least she knows where she is.
As if sensing her presence Eddie begins to wake up. The snoring stops and his brown eyes slowly blink open. With a deep yawn his eyes finally meet hers and it seems to wake him up instantly. “Shit you’re awake, how are you feeling?” He questioned jumping up from his chair. His jacket falls to the floor with a loud thud as Eddie makes his way over to the bed side.
“Um not great” she answers truthfully. Eddie winces nodding his head. “I’ll uh grab you some water and then we can talk alright?” He suggests. (Y/n) nods watching him hurry out of the room. When he returns Eddie not only has a glass of water but some Tylenol.
“Thanks Eddie” (y/n) sighs gratefully taking a large sip. “Better?” He asks voice still quiet and careful. (Y/n) hums setting the half empty cup back down. “Can I sit?” Eddie asks gesturing towards his own bed. (Y/n) nods pulling her legs towards her body allowing him room in front of her.
“So what do you remember?”
“Not much I remember meeting up with you at the party, arguing with Jason and then it gets fuzzy.”
“After we talked to Jason we were sitting in the living room and you started getting dizzy and slurring your words. I got Chrissy and we helped you upstairs. Jason found us and started arguing with Chrissy yelling at me you know his normal shit.”
“I do kinda remember yelling.”
“She begged me to just go get you some water and when I got back they were both gone and I found you alone in the room.”
“So you brought me to your home?”
“I swear I looked for Chrissy again sweetheart or at least someone who could tell me where you live but I couldn’t find her and no one would trust me with your address.”
“And my clothes?”
“Well you kinda threw up and some got on your shirt. And since you were in a skirt I just pulled the pajama pants up I swear I didn’t look at anything!”
“It’s okay I believe you”
“I just got you here and then realized that might look really bad when you woke up but fuck I couldn’t leave you there”
He looks genuinely worried that she might not believe him or that he’s worried that she’s accusing him of something. Eddie Munson school ‘freak’ slept on a far too small chair in order to make her comfortable in his bed. She had gotten too drunk at a party and passed out and he spent his entire night taking care of her. (Y/n) placed her hand over his giving it a gentle squeeze. “Thank you Eddie” she says softly with a small smile.
“There is more” he says quietly. (Y/n) just looks at him to continue. Eddie takes a deep breath running his hand through his hair. “When I found you your um your clothes were messed up like your skirt was crooked, your shirt was mostly pushed up, and your uh- your urm panties were gone” Eddie explains clearing his throat. “Oh god” (y/n) whispers.
The nauseous feeling returns all too quickly and (y/n) physically pales. “I’m gonna be sick” she mumbles. Eddie is quick to grab the small metal waste basket handing it to her. Not more than a minute later she’s puking up the water since it was the only thing in her stomach. She expects Eddie to turn around but instead he sits at her side pulling her hair out of the way with one hand and stroking her back with the other.
When she’s done he pulls the basket away offering her the water again. Tears prick in her eyes and blur her vision she can’t even make out the glass. Eddie scrambles to set the glass down wrapping his arms around her. She isn’t exactly sobbing but tears are streaking down her cheeks breathing broken and coming in harsh inhales. Eddie hold her tightly to his chest soothing her to the best of his ability.
“Need you to breathe for me sweetheart can you do that? Follow me okay just take a deep breath” he instructs. Eddie shows her by breathing like that himself his chest rising and falling against her. It takes a couple minutes but she starts to mimic his movements. He’s able to calm her down finally.
“I’m okay I’m okay” she sniffles wiping her face. It’s not true she’s definitely still freaked out but she manages to hold back the tears for now. “I looked but uh there was no one close so I settled with getting you out of there but if you want me to go with you to the cops or anything just say the word. Whatever you need from me I’m here” Eddie explains. (Y/n) nods quietly knowing that even if they both went to the cops nothing could be done but it was nice he would be there for whatever came next.
“Are you um hungry?” Eddie asks changing the subject. “Yeah actually starving” (y/n) admits recalling the fact that she barely had five chips and a bunch of alcohol for dinner the night prior. “Let’s get you some food sweetheart” Eddie grins helping her out of his bed. Even through the haziness of the second part of the evening she remembers having a lot of fun with Eddie before the fact. (Y/n) recalls how sweet and charming he had been with her.
“We do have to be kinda quiet my uncle is asleep in the living room”
“You live with your uncle?”
“Yeah he took me in when I was in eighth grade. But he works the graveyard shift”
She quietly follows Eddie to the kitchen leaning against one of the counters while he raids the fridge. “So we don’t have a lot and I’m uh not the most experienced chef but I can make some killer scrambled eggs and toast” Eddie says peaking at her over the fridge door. “Sounds great Eddie” (y/n) laughs. “Perfect my kinda girl” Eddie says grabbing the egg carton and milk. (Y/n) watches him while he collects the supplies with a thoughtful look on his face.
“You know what I do remember last night?”
“What’s that?”
“Having a really good time with you”
“It was a lot of fun princess”
Before the conversation can continue Eddie accidentally knocked over a pan causing it to clatter. “Shit” he mumbled scrambling to pick it up. There’s a groan from the living room and not two minutes later a tired looking older man shuffles into the kitchen. “Fuck I’m sorry Wayne” Eddie frowns. “It’s alright son nice to see you eating somethin before noon” Wayne says with a yawn.
“I’ll get coffee started” Eddie says heading to the pot. Wayne catches notice of the girl standing in the kitchen. He eyes his nephew for a moment before looking back to (Y/n). “You plannin on introducing me to your friend here” Wayne teases. “Oh uh Wayne this is (Y/n), (y/n) this is my uncle Wayne” Eddie says.
Wayne’s eyes widen and he smirks. “Oh this is (Y/n), the (Y/n) I’ve been told so much about?” He asks. (Y/n) looks towards Eddie with a teasing smile. Eddie’s face reddened and he sent his uncle a look. “Wayne man come on” he groaned focusing back on the coffee.
(Y/n) laughed offering out her hand to Wayne. “Nice to meet you Wayne, I haven’t heard much but it’s all been great” she smiles. “You too darlin” he chuckled shaking his head. Wayne grabbed his coffee before excusing himself to the bathroom. “That was humiliating” Eddie sighs going back to his cooking.
“So you talk about me to your uncle?” (Y/n) asks curiously. “I’ve probably mentioned you once or twice” Eddie shrugs. (Y/n) suppresses a laugh offering a kind hand on his shoulder. “Small school not many new faces and names right?” She offers him a way out of his torment. “Right yeah exactly” Eddie smirks.
Eddie thinks he could used to this, cooking her breakfast while she’s dressed in his clothes. Laughing with Wayne, drinking coffee, laughing over burnt toast, he wants the whole nine yards. Now he just needs to hope his plan worked. Little does he know she’s thinking something pretty similar. (Y/n) can’t remember the last time she’s had a better time then the last day she’s spent with Eddie.
(Y/n) spends breakfast getting to know both Munson men. She hears stories of little Eddie, learns about Corroded Coffin, and about why his uncle has so many coffee cups. It’s a nice way to spend a Sunday morning. Even though it’s small the trailer feels like a real home, somewhere happy memories are made. After the fact Wayne begins to clean up while Eddie changes and (y/n) decides to help.
“I promise darlin it’s not a problem I may look old but I can handle it”
“No please really I’d like to help, earn my keep you know”
Wayne shakes his head with a small smile. Once upon a time Eddie had used that very phrase over and over again. “Well alright I’d like the company anyway” Wayne shrugs. The two are quiet grabbing up the dishes they had used.
“You know, Mr. Munson”
“Wayne is just fine”
“Wayne, Eddie is a really good guy you should be proud of him”
“Oh really now?”
“Yeah, I mean obviously you already knew that but knowing Eddie even just a little I imagine that’s not something either of you hear a lot”
“No I reckon it’s not”
“I just don’t know many guys that would have done what he did for me last night”
Wayne doesn’t ask what happened but he does put a reassuring hand on her shoulder. “Well thank you for sayin so darlin” he says quietly. (Y/n) nods giving him a kind smile. The two go back to cleaning up while Wayne tells her another funny story from when Eddie was younger.
A little while later Eddie and (y/n) are sat in the front seat of Eddie’s van. An Iron Maiden tape plays quietly on the radio when the van pulls into her parent’s driveway. It was definitely the slowest Eddie has ever driven in his entire life, hell he thinks he might have broken a law by going so slow. But he was in no rush to get her home.
“So can I walk you to the door or do we need to sneak you in a window?” Eddie muses. (Y/n) laughs shaking her head. “You can walk me to the door if you’d like” she answers. Eddie grins exiting the van with her. The two make the short trip to the door in silence until she’s stood in front of him.
“Well here you are princess” Eddie says gesturing to her house. Not wanting him to leave just yet (y/n) doesn’t turn to leave or enter her house. “Thank you again Eddie, for everything” she says. “It was fun, I’m sorry again about the uh circumstances” Eddie shrugs. (Y/n) nods looking away from him.
Eddie’s fingers fidget at his sides wanting to tilt her chin up and kiss her. Treat this like he was just a normal guy bringing her home from a great date and giving her a goodbye kiss. Only that’s not what this is yet. In her own mind (y/n) is desperate to come up with something else to say. She just wants five more minutes with him.
Suddenly she lights up gently grabbing Eddie’s forearm which startled him just a little. “Your number um can I have your phone number?” She blurts. The second the question leaves her mouth she’s humiliated. (Y/n) was used to being the one being begged for her number and it was usually at the end of a date. “How about a trade?” Eddie grins.
(Y/n) nods with a smile feeling relieved. Eddie jogs back towards his van fumbling around in the front seat for a couple minutes. “Goch ya” he exclaims exiting the vehicle marker in hand. Eddie is triumphant as he hands her the black marker. Uncapping it (y/n) gently scrawls her name against the back of his palm.
Watching her write down each number Eddie feels more and more joyful. Forget the bats and the puppet master, screw the spider or his wyvern. The ink now covering his hand is by far his new favorite. The black inky numbers are made even better when she finishes it with a small heart. For just a brief moment he considers buying a bunch of gloves so he could get away with tattooing it for real.
“There you go” she breathes reaching to hand him back the sharpie. “Looks great sweetheart hurt a lot less than my other ones” he teases capturing his hand in his own. (Y/n) has to look down again staring at the pavement beneath their shoes while he writes down his own digits. She wonders if he’s consciously making the decision to run his thumb against her fingers or not. Instead of a heart Eddie adds a tiny devil head for his own little touch.
When he’s done Eddie uses his teeth to recap the marker while not letting go of her hand. He admires his work for a second before bringing her hand to his lips gently kissing her knuckles. “All done” he says quietly as he lowers their hands. “What do you think do I look metal?” She jokes. “Oh so metal” Eddie teases back.
“I uh guess I should go”
“Yeah me too”
“Thank you again Eddie”
“Don’t mention it”
“I’ll bring your clothes on Monday”
“Sure, yeah sure”
Eddie’s a little surprised when she stands up straight enough to kiss him right on the cheekbone. His eyes go wide, cheeks redden and he’s definitely smiling like an idiot. “I’ll see you Monday Eds” (y/n) breathes before hurrying inside. Eddie’s ringed fingers reach up grazing over the spot she had just kissed. The nickname mixed with the kiss swarm his head and make up for the money he lose out on for the pot well worth it.
The following Monday Eddie is a little shocked to see (Y/n) waiting for him at his locker. The minute she spots him approaching (y/n) waves with a bright smile. “Well shit if I got welcomed like this every day I just might show up on time” he teases. “Maybe there’s hope for your education yet Munson” she laughs. (Y/n) surprises Eddie again by stopping to give him a hug.
“What’s this for sweetheart?” He questions softly while still holding her close. “I don’t know just feel like I should thank you” she sighs resting her head against his shoulder. “You’ve done that already a few times now, besides it’s not necessary” he promises her as they separate. (Y/n) nods but still looks unsure. Before either can say anything else there’s a yell of her name and Chrissy is rushing over.
The blonde pulls her best friend into a tight hug. “Oh gosh you’re okay! I’m so sorry I abandoned you!” Chrissy frets her eyes glossy. “Chrissy it’s okay I’m alright” (y/n) assures her. “I was so worried about you but Jason got so mad and made us leave and wouldn’t take no as an answer” Chrissy said with a sniffle.
“I’m okay I promise, Eddie made sure I was taken care of” (y/n) explained looking over at him. Chrissy pulled away from (y/n) quickly hugging Eddie. The metal head is taken back too shocked to react to the fact that he got hugged by the two most popular girls in school. “Thank you thank you so much for looking after her” Chrissy rambles breathlessly. “Uh no problem Chrissy” Eddie shrugs.
By lunch time Eddie and (Y/n) have hung out most of the day. Walking together between classes and only separating to sit in their assigned seats, she’d give him a hug before the classes they didn’t have together, and were even partners for a project in second period. Not having fourth period together Eddie is sat at his usual table when (y/n) arrives to the cafeteria making their way over to the Hellfire Club table. The guys take notice of her approaching before Eddie does.
“Holy shit is (Y/n) (y/l/n) coming over to our table?” Gareth Gawks. “Yeah haven’t you heard her and Eddie are real close lately” Jeff teases nudging Eddie’s arm. “Lucas said the whole basket ball team can’t stop taking about it” Mike adds while Dustin is amazed at what’s happening. “Be nice fuckers, and Gareth move over” Eddie growls under his breath. Gareth huffs out an annoyed breath and everyone groans and complains but moves down.
Eddie puts on a bright charming smile as (y/n) steps up to the table. “Hey Eddie, I was wondering if you’d mind if I sat here with you guys?” (Y/n) asks. “Course we don’t mind do we guys?” Eddie asks looking to the others. The others shake their heads still looking shocked or fearful of their club’s leader. “Thanks guys I appreciate it” she smiles graciously taking a seat next to Eddie.
“No problem sweetheart glad to have you join us” he grins. There’s a heavy awkward silence across the table while the group share surprised confused looks. “Is all that cheer stuff hard? It looks really complicated” Dustin finally speaks up just curious and friendly as he always was. The other guys stare over at him in disbelief.
“Oh not really anymore, it’s a lot more physically straining then people think though” (y/n) answers. Eddie sends Dustin an approving smile and nod. “But I think that Dungeons and Dragons you guys play looks crazy hard with all the math and stuff, seriously I respect it” (y/n) continues. The group quickly falls into comfortable easy conversation about cheer and DnD and anything that comes up. Laughter, and joy fills the table, Dustin even snorts some milk from his nose.
At the end of the day Eddie is heading out to his van when he hears (y/n) calling out to him. “Hey sweetheart I was hoping I’d see you before I left” Eddie greets with a smile. “Hey Eds I uh have your clothes” she says offering out the neatly folded bundle of clothes. Eddie accepts the garments and his fingers graze hers. “Oh sweet, the shirt is actually one of my favorites to sleep in” he explains.
The revelation isn’t lost on her that he allowed her to sleep in his favorite pajama shirt and she can’t help but smile a little. “Hey look I’m sorry if I was like all over you today I swear. I didn’t even realize I was until someone pointed it out last period” she admits a look of guilt blossoming on her features. “You didn’t annoy me sweetheart. We might’ve started a few new rumors but what else is new around here” he jokes back.
“That’s probably true, I don’t know I just-” (y/n) trails off with a sigh looking down at their feet. Eddie frowns tilting her chin up with his hand. “Hey it’s alright you can talk to me, I promise. I’m all ears here” he assures her. (Y/n) looked away unable to look him in the eye.
“Ever since what happened at the party I don’t feel safe around the guys on the team. Like I don’t even know who did it or if they were all involved. I just got to school and I didn’t feel safe with my normal crowd and I remembered how safe you made me feel during the weekend so I just kind of clung to you all day without trying to” she rambles nearly out of breath by the end. Eddie’s face softens as he pulls her into a tight hug.
“You’ve got nothin to worry about alright? I’ll take care of you” he whispers kissing the top of her head. Eddie can feel the way she relaxes letting out a breath and relaxing into his touch. “Thanks Eds” she sighs tightening her hold on him. “Anytime sweetheart anytime” he whispers.
She’s smiling a little when they separate. “So how do you usually get home” he asks despite knowing the answer. “Oh uh usually I ride with Jason and Chrissy but I think I’m gonna walk today” she shrugs. “Nonsense, follow me princess your chariot awaits” Eddie grins offering out his arm. (Y/n) now with a much bigger smile happily accepts following him into the parking lot.
It wasn’t until 6 and half weeks later that Eddie has confirmation that his plan was successful. They were in the middle of first period doing another partner project when all of a sudden (y/n) stopped an explanation short taking off out of the classroom. Both worry and hope fill Eddie’s chest. Somehow he manages to contain himself for about five minutes before getting permission to leave for the bathroom so he can check on her.
As Eddie steps into the girls bathroom he hears the toilet flush followed by broken sobs. He doesn’t say anything as he makes his way over to the stall but he’s sure the chain attached to his pants alerted her of his presence since it sounds like she’s trying to conceal her cries.“Sweetheart it’s me are you alright?” He asks softly tapping against the door. “E-Eddie?” She calls with her voice cracking. “Yeah you rushed out of class pretty quickly so I came to check on you, can I come in?” He asks.
She didn’t answer but Eddie hears the door unlock so he lightly pushed it open. (Y/n) was sat with her knees against the cracking tile floor. Cheer skirt crumpled, hair disheveled, eyes red and puffy, tears streaking down her cheeks. “Oh Eddie my life is over it’s ruined” she chokes out. Eddie sits down next to her on the floor stretching his legs out ahead of him.
“Why do you say that?” He asks voice soft and gentle. Her lip trembles and she has to look away from his gaze. “Because it is, everything is ruined! Everything I’ve worked for is ruined! Cheerleading, school, my friends, everything!” She shouts.
The sobs start fresh again, her eyes squeeze shut in a poor attempt of keeping the tears locked away. (Y/n)’s shoulders shakes and she can hardly breathe between her cries. “C’mere sweetheart” he offers pulling her into his lap carefully. He allows her to do most of the moving and she does leaning into his touch. She turns her head to fall in between his shoulder and neck.
Eddie holds her close, his right hand rests against her back while the other caresses the back of her head. (Y/n)’s hand clutches into his shirt balling the white fabric up in her first. He doesn’t mind the wrinkling shirt or the tears falling onto his skin. “It’s okay let it out I’ve goch ya” he whispers.
Once she’s calmed down her breathing steady and the tears have temporarily stopped she pulls away from the safety of his shoulder. Eddie’s left hand moves from her head to her face and he uses his knuckle to wipe away her tears. “What’s goin on pretty girl?” He asks pushing back a stray hair stuck to her face. “I’m pregnant” she answers almost in a whisper. Thankfully Eddie manages to to bite back a triumphant smile, for once in his usually miserable existence things are working out for him.
“Oh shit that’s big” he breathes. “What am I gonna do Eds” she asks with a sniffle. “Do you uh do you wanna keep it?” He answers her question with another question. ‘Please say yes, please say yes, please please please say yes’ he begs in his head. He’s worked too hard for this.
She swallows thickly nodding her head. “I do yeah I know that’s crazy and stupid-” she starts to answer. “Hey you are not stupid this is a really tough decision but it’s your decision” he answers confidently. She smiles, it’s weak and her eyes are still shiny with tears but it’s there.
“Who’s the father if you don’t mind me asking?” He asks. She sniffles and another tear spills from her eyes. “I don’t know.” The answer is quiet and shameful embarrassed even. “What do you mean?” He continues eyebrows furrowed “Remember how you found me at the party?”
“Are you saying you think someone…?” His sentence trails off like he’s unable to say the word even though he knows the answer. She nods and sobs again. Eddie pulls her back to his chest hushing her and rubbing her arm in comfort. “Fuck I’m so sorry sweetheart, I don’t even know what to say but I’m sorry” he says.
“It’s not your fault” she mumbles pulling away from his chest. “Maybe if I had gotten there sooner this wouldn’t have happened” Eddie frowns guiltily. (Y/n) shakes her head quickly grabbing his hand.“Don’t do that Eddie it’s not your fault. You did so much for me that night and it’s not even your responsibility to take care of me” she assures him.
“I like taking care of you whether it’s my responsibility or not” Eddie promised her. There’s a beat of silence between them and he wishes he could get a photo of the way she’s looking at him right now.
“I don’t know what to do. How am even supposed to tell people?”
“You could tell them the truth”
“No one would believe and I can’t prove anything I don’t even know who did it”
She’s looking away from him staring at her hands in her lap. This is Eddie’s chance he has to do this right otherwise it was all for nothing. “Okay well what if you tell people it’s mine?” He asks. (Y/n)’s head snaps up and her eyes are wider than he’s ever seen them. “Excuse me?” She gawks.
“Well people are already gossiping about us hanging out recently so we’ll just pretend it’s mine, we got drunk at the party and you ended up pregnant” he shrugs like it’s the obvious solution. Like he just added two and two and got five and she was the crazy one for not getting the same. “Eddie that’s insane it would completely derail your life” she argues. Eddie let’s out a snort at her comment. “Sweetheart I’m a super senior who lives in a trailer with his uncle and plays DND and guitar in his free time you’re not derailing anything.”
She seems to search his face for any clue he’s lying or joking. “Why on earth would you do something like that?” She asks genuinely. Eddie smiles at her charming, sweet, loving, innocent.“I uh I care about you (y/n). I’m serious about this but I understand if you don’t want people thinking it’s the freak’s baby either.”
Her hand comes up to cup his face delicately. From the look she’s giving him Eddie knows he’s got her hook line and sinker. “Eddie honey I don’t care if people think it’s yours but won’t you? I mean you have enough issues with people here do you really want to be associated with this too?” She’s practically acting like he’s sacrificing himself for her.
“Y’know I don’t think people thinking I not only slept with the most beautiful girl in town, but got her pregnant would be the worst thing for my reputation” Eddie teases. This earns a small wet laugh from (y/n). “I can’t believe you would do that for me Eds” (y/n) says softly. “I told you I care about you I want to do this, let me do this for you” he whispers. Their faces are mere inches apart he can feel her breath against his lips.
Now or never Eddie takes the risk leaning forward. She doesn’t stop him so he pressed his lips against her own. By book definition it’s probably not technically a perfect kiss. He can taste the salty tears on her lips and they’re sitting on a dirty bathroom floor. But the smile on her face when they pull apart makes it all worth it.
“I’m all in here sweetheart I don’t just mean some guy for you to point at when people ask who knocked you up. Diaper changing, late feedings, baths, all that dad shit. We’ll be a family alright? Together you, me, and this baby we’ll be in this together. This is what I want, you are what I want both of you” Eddie insists.
“You’re my hero you know that right?” She gushes smiling sweetly. “Anything for you princess” he smiles. She’s the one who connects their lips this time hurriedly kissing him. “Now let’s get you off the floor yeah? Can’t have my girl and my baby sitting on the dirty ground can we” he teases.
Eddie lifts her up allowing them both to stand and helps her straighten her cheer skirt. He grabs her bag from the floor tossing it over his shoulder. “Wanna ditch last period? I don’t think I can handle another class today” (y/n) asks. “Now you’re speakin my language, how’s a date to Benny’s sound?” Eddie suggests.
“Sounds amazing I love their milkshakes!” (Y/n) exclaims excitedly. Of course he already knew that along with which one’s her favorite. Eddie grins a content Cheshire grin offering his arm out for to hold onto as they make their way out of the school.
Hi love are you allright? Are you okiiie? Niss you xoxo
Hi love! I’m okay just severe writers block lol I’ve got a few fics in the works I just kept getting writers block☹️ but I’m working on it and trying to get some stuff out ❤️💕
Notes: Surprise it’s a Christmas bat Eddie fic! Thank you to google and Pinterest for the Christmas bats that inspired this lol.
Definitely pouts if you dress him up but secretly loves that you put in all the effort to get him a little Santa hat.
Is it true you got the little outfit from a Christmas teddy bear that you got from Dustin's mom's Christmas stuff? Yes. Does Eddie need to know that? No, and that’s definitely for eveyones’s sake.
As a human he had poor circulation and was cold quite often well now that he’s this little creature that increases tenfold.
Spends a lot of winter bundled up wherever he can find warmth.
He’s constantly in your hoodie pockets, the hood of your coat, or even bundled in a scarf.
Incredibly helpful in putting up the tree. Can reach all the high spots for you.
Will hang from the garland or lights around the house
You hung up stockings in the apartment, one for yourself, one for Eddie, and one for Wayne.
Eddie discovers that a stocking is an incredibly comfy nap spot.
He totally did not discover this information by snooping in his own stocking. Absolutely did not do that.
While looking for snacks or surprises he’s a little caught off guard at just how soft and warm the inside of the stocking is.
Soon enough he's sleeping in there on a daily basis which also happens to be incredibly cute.
Will absolutely grab a sprig of mistletoe in his mouth and fly in front of you. Smother that baby in kisses.
He also does this to help Steve kiss cute girls as his official wing man (yes Eddie was very proud of that pun).
Will snack on any candy canes or popcorn on the tree.
Gets a big kick out of tormenting carolers from the church.
Dive bombing them, dropping little chest nuts or small snowballs on them.
You’re getting ready to off to the groups big Christmas party running around the apartment making sure you have everything together including the small gifts Eddie picked out and what you were in charge of bringing for food.
Eddie is all dressed up in his little Santa hat and shaw waiting not so patiently.
He gets a little bored and decides to take a seat in the gift bag that holds steve’s present.
Obviously when you see that you have to get a Polaroid picture.
This also give him the terribly wonderful idea of hiding in a gift bag with all the trimmings and waiting for his victim to open it only to fly out and scare them.
He does this to Steve so much poor guy becomes scared to open any gifts.
He’s just so pretty all dressed up and sitting in the present.
If he could speak he’d be referring to himself as a gift to everyone.
“And away they all flew like the down of a thistle. But I heard him exclaim, ere he drove out of sight happy Christmas to all, and to all a goodnight!” Eddie read using one of his very best dnd voices. Little Jamie let out a yawn her big brown eyes hardly staying open. “Goodnight princess.” Eddie whispered kissing her on the head. “Goodnight love bug.” (Y/n) added copying her husbands actions.
“G’night mommy g’night daddy.” Jamie yawned. Eddie shut off the bedroom light leaving the room dimly illuminated by the night light. The couple exited out to the hallway. “Well Eds you ready to get started?” (Y/n) questioned grabbing her husbands hand. “Actually I haves surprise I’ll meet you downstairs!” Eddie exclaimed one of his mischievous smiles on his face.
(Y/n) sent him a questioning look that Eddie only responded to with a kiss. “I’ll be right down!” He grinned. (Y/n) simply shrugged heading downstairs. She took a seat on the couch waiting for her husband. After about ten minutes Eddie came bouncing down the steps.
Only now he was dressed in Santa Claus’s iconic get up complete with the beard and big belly. He had on his proudest smile.“Wow look at you!” (Y/n) giggled standing up to meet him. “Tada!” He cheered gesturing down to the costume.
“What’s brought all this on? I mean Jamie’s in bed she’s not gonna see you.” (Y/n) said with a small laugh. Eddie shrugged ducking his head a little embarrassed. “I know but if she’s anything like me she’ll probably try and sneak down to get a peak at the big guy. If she does I want her to see Santa putting presents out instead of well you know.” He said gesturing to himself.
“You Eddie Munson are an amazing father.” (Y/n) smiled leaning up to kiss Eddie on the lips. He grinned his big toothy smile wrapping his arms around his wife. “I try.” He mumbled against her lips between repeated kisses. “So Santa should we get started?” She hummed straightening his crooked red hat. “Well I think I'm entitled to some cookies first sweetheart.” Eddie beamed walking over to the coffee table.
“Oh yes Mr Claus my husband and daughter made those especially for you.” (Y/n) teased moving to stand in front of him. “Your husband huh?” he hummed, picking up the cookie as he took a bite of it. There was a pause as he chewed the chocolate chip cookie. “Isn’t he a lucky man to have such a prerty little thing runnin’ around and baking cookies.” Eddie continued letting his hand rest on his wife’s ass.
“Mr. Claus you’re very handsy, what would my husband think?” (Y/n) gasped playfully. “Well sweetheart good thing your husband isn’t here huh?” Eddie teased. He let the half eaten cookie fall back onto the plate. His large palm squeezed (Y/n)’s ass softly pushing her against his chest while slotting his leg between her thighs. Her own hand traveled over his makeshift belly made of a pillow under his shirt to wrap it around the back his neck.
“Now tell me Mrs. Munson, have you been naughty or nice this year?” He whispered in a sultry tone. His words made her want to rip that white beard he was wearing off and replace it by sitting on his face instead. Roleplaying wasn’t uncommon between the couple, but the whole Santa Claus thing was definitely a new one. “I’m always extremely nice sir.” (Y/n) whispered back putting on her most innocent smile. “But I can definitely be very naughty too if need be Mr Claus.”
“Why don’t you show me how naughty you can be then?” Eddie hummed. His now ring bare hand reached up to his face pulling the beard off. Eddie eagerly leaned in but she interrupted with a soft giggle gently putting the beard back in its place. Once the white beard was straightened (Y/n) leaned in kissing him. He laughed softly against her lips but didn’t question it, instead deepening the kiss.
Little Jamie shot up in her bed as soon as she woke up not even fifteen minutes after being put to bed. The littlest member of the Munson family practically rocketed out of her bed to rush over to the window. Upon realising it was still night time and not time for presents she began to pout. She had definitely inherited her father's dramatics and even more so his knack for trouble. Sure it may not be time to open presents but it could be time to catch a glimpse at the man of legend.
Jamie had no idea what time it was or if her parents were still awake but she figured getting caught would be worth the chance to see Santa in person. Doing her very best tiptoe she shuffled out of her room to the top of the stairs. The only light left on downstairs came from the Christmas tree. Jamie slowly and quietly stepped down two steps not wanting to scare away Santa if he was truly there she peeked over the bannister of the stairs.
The small girls eyes immediately widened her mouth falling open when she saw the white bearded man with his big belly and signature red suit sitting in her dad’s usual spot on the couch. She would’ve hurried down the stairs to meet him if it wasn’t for her mother sitting on his lap, lips pressed against his. The man who gifted her with the toys she wanted every year, the one who paid her a visit every Christmas Eve, the one she stood in line for over an hour to see in the mall even if they had already done it five times. Jamie loved Santa of course she did, but he definitely was not her father. Only Daddy was allowed to kiss mommy on the lips, not Santa Claus or anyone else for that matter.
With teary eyes and a deep frown Jamie quietly storemed back up the steps running into her room. Normally she would have slammed the door shut with a fiery display of her emotions but right now her world was crumbling to the ground. Giant tears rolled down her cheeks quiet sniffles the only sound filling the room. Jamie crawled back into her bed shoving the covers completely over herself. The child felt absolutely positively betrayed.
Jamie was not only angry she was furious. Not just at her mom but Santa, and even a little at her father. The little girl was in utter shock of what she had seen . And where was her daddy while you betrayed him? He should’ve been there to stop it or even beat up Santa like he did with some of the bad people in her uncle Gareth’s stories.
The next morning (Y/n) woke up before her husband. As her eyes adjusted blinking away the sleep she was able to read that their clock on the bedside table read 8:15 AM. Now Jamie much like her father was not a morning person with four exceptions her birthday, Father's Day, Mother's Day, and especially Christmas. Even as a baby it seemed like as soon as the sun was up on Christmas morning little Jamie’s eyes were wide open. On previous Christmass their daughter would run into the room jumping on the bed in a rush to wake up both of them.
(Y/n) rolled over facing her husband who was currently snoring next to her. Eddie’s hair was everywhere and partially covering his face while one arm was stretched out around (Y/n)’s waist while the other was tucked under his pillow. She smiled reaching out to delicately push some of his hair back away from his face. “Eddie love.” She said quietly while letting her hand rest against his cheek. Eddie let out a groan in his sleep moving his face into the pillow.
(Y/n) playfully rolled her eyes moving closer to her husband pressing slow kisses against the side of his face. After a minute or two he finally looked up a sleepy smile gracing his features. “Morning sweetheart.” He croaked voice still deep from waking up. “Morning handsome.” (Y/n) grinned. Eddie turned his face again to press slow kisses against her palm.
“What time is it?” He mumbled against her skin. “About eight twenty Eds.” (Y/n) replied. Eddie furrowed his eyebrows looking over at the clock for himself. “Then where might our little dragon be?” He questioned fully sitting up in bed. “That is a very good question, if she’s anything like her father probably up to no good.” (Y/n) teased.
Eddie rolled his with a playful smile but still the pair got out of bed in search of their daughter. As they got out to the hallway they could hear some relatively quiet slamming around coming from downstairs. “Grab Jamie and go to our room.” Eddie demanded in a hushed voice. (Y/n)’s eyes widened at the thought of someone breaking into their house on Christmas morning. “Be careful please.” She pleaded earning a nod from Eddie.
(Y/n) took off to their child's room while Eddie crept his way down stairs. He wasn’t quite sure what he’d do if there was someone down there but he knew he needed to protect his girls no matter what. Thankfully when he got to the bottom of the stair he was met by the sight of his daughter causing all the ruckus. Jamie was stood by their Christmas tree seemingly pulling off specific ornaments and tossing them into a box. Even more surprisingly around the living room decorations with depictions of Santa Clause were torn down as well.
“Eddie Jamie’s not here! She’s not in her room!” (Y/n) yelled in a panicked voice bounding down the stairs. She stopped short next to her husband observing the same scene he was. Upon seeing her daughter the panic had left but was only replaced by complete and utter confusion. The couple shared a confused look before entering the living room all the way.
“Jamie princess.” Eddie started softly stepping closer to their daughter. This close up both parents could see the year streaks down the little girl’s face. This time when the couples eyes met both pairs were both filled with worry. Seeing her father Jamie dropped the thankfully plastic ornament she was holding to the floor running straight to him. She clung to his legs mumbling incoherently.
Eddie scooped his daughter up into his arms attempting to get to the bottom of this. “Baby what’s wrong?” (Y/n) questioned reaching out to attempt to push back her daughters wavy hair. The minute (Y/n)’s fingertips brushed Jamie’s brown locks the little girl jerked away. It was as if her touch burned her. (Y/n) flinched away recoiling her hand.
Her angry expression softened a little when she saw both her parents looking at her with such concern. Jamie couldn’t stop her bottom lip from wobbling, her emotions getting the best of her. As soon as tears started welling up in her big brown eyes, she pressed her face in Eddie’s chest latching onto the shirt he was wearing. "You and Mommy don't love each other anymore!” she cried, her words muffled. Eddie attempted to pull her away from his chest to hear her more clearly but Jamie only managed to cling tighter to him.
"An- and it’s Santa's fault!” Jamie continued with a loud sob. Eddie and (Y/n) shared a confused look frowning. (Y/n) again reached out gently brushing her daughter’s hair back. This time Jamie allowed the touch. "Jamie love, what are you talking about?" (Y/n) asked softly.
Jamie finally pulled away from Eddie and looked up to her mom, tears falling down her cheeks. "Oh momma, please don't leave daddy alone he can’t live without you.” She wailed stretching her arms out to (Y/n). She had been angry with her mother not even minutes ago but the thought of her mom leaving her to go live with Santa in the North Pole crushed her. (Y/n) immediately reach out pulling her little girl into her arms wiping the tears from her face.
"Don't leave me and daddy please momma!" She sniffled. "Jamie, where did you get that idea? I'm not going anywhere!” (Y/n) promised kissing Jamie’s head. Jamie responded by wrapping her arms around (Y/n)’s neck and hugging her so tight it was like she worried her mother might disappear the moment she let go. "But last night I-I saw you ki-kissing Santa." she sobbed into her mothers shoulder.
Eddie had to hide his mouth behind his hand to conceal a laugh. "Jamie love bug look at me please.” (Y/n) chuckled softly. Jamie finally pulled away her shoulders shaking with silent sobs lip still trembling. Eddie met (Y/n)’s eyes with his Cheshire grin waiting for her to explain to their daughter what she had actually witnessed. (Y/n) gave him a stern look begging for help.
Eddie cleared his throat standing closer to his wife and daughter. “Jamie, what you saw last night was really just mommy comforting Santa. Daddy forgot to put his milk out last night and Santa was got really sad, because he thought we had forgotten about him.” Eddie explained. Jamie looked at her father thoughtfully thinking about his words hard. "Yes baby girl and I told him a you would never let us forget about him and gave him a big hug and kissed him on the forehead like I do for you when you’re sad.” (Y/n) continued.
Jamie looked between her parents sniffling a little wiping at her eyes. "Really?" She questioned. “Promise kiddo.” Eddie added ruffling her hair. Jamie finally smiled straightening up a little. “Good daddies much prettier than Santa anyways.” She beamed.
Eddie smiled smugly wrapping his arms around his two girls. “Now that that’s taken care of what do you say you help daddy put the decorations back up before grandpa comes over?” (Y/n) suggests. Jamie nodded excitedly so (Y/n) sat her down on her own two feet. The little girl ran over excitedly placing ornaments back on the tree.
Eddie kept his wife wrapped up in his arms pulling her flush against his chest. "Seems like we might need to keep the costume for the bedroom huh sweetheart?” He hummed quietly in her ear. "Without the beard next time Kringle.” (Y/n) smirked. "I didn't hear you complaining when I was between your legs last night." he whispered teasingly. (Y/n) slapped his chest lightly smiling at him. “Yeah I was feeling festive Mr Munson but I prefer the real you any day.” (Y/n) grinned.
Eddie leaned in pressing a soft slow kiss against his wife’s lips. When they pulled apart they were both wearing a loving smile. “Daddy help!” Little Jamie whined. Both her parents turned to see Jamie struggling to put an ornament back on the tree now caught in tinsel. “That is definitely your daughter.” (Y/n) teased towards Eddie who shook his head going to help Jamie.
I had an awful cold most of November paired with writers block but here’s a full fic based on my blurb I Would Kill For You.
Warnings: murder, obsessive Eddie, manipulative Eddie, asshole Steve
The idea came from some low budget horror movie that had been chosen for the group's movie night. The fake blood was too red and the camera was far too shaky, but the couple is what caught Eddie’s attention and held it the whole night. Throughout the movie the guy protects the girl and by then end of the movie their sharing their first kiss after surviving the killings. Sure it wasn’t your typical romance story, there were no flowers or meet-cutes but deadly situations and several murdered teens. All that Eddie saw was her love filled eyes towards the man.
Nancy insisted it was a trauma bond and nothing more but to Eddie it looked like so much more. When the girl wrapped her arms around the guy her grip was vice grip tight fisting his shirt in her hands. There was a desperation to it like she absolutely needed to be with him to be safe. Whatever it was Eddie wanted it, and he wanted it terribly. In fact, he wanted it with a girl who was also participating in the movie night squeezed into a seat under Steve’s arm.
(Y/n), his best friend since childhood and Steve Harrington’s girlfriend for seven months. It wasn’t exactly Steve's fault, he had no clue that Eddie had been in love with (Y/n) for years. Even still Eddie couldn’t get rid of that nagging thought that Steve stole her from him. Despite the fact that (y/n) was Steve’s girlfriend Eddie wanted her to look at him just like the female character looked at the love interest. To need him like the movie showed for them to be that close even if it was because of some silly trauma bond.
“I’m glad you’re not one of those helpless girls that needs to be saved all the time.” Steve teases in reference to the final girl. “I don’t know I don’t think it’s about needing to be saved, but it’s romantic to think about someone willing to put their lives on the line like that, to do anything to protect someone.” (Y/n) shrugs. ‘I’d put my life on the line for you sweetheart any time.’ Is what Eddie wants to say especially seeing the disappointment on her face towards her boyfriend’s dismissive comment. Great so all he had to do was hope their small sleepy town would get a serial killer that he could save her from. What are the chances of that?
The only thing Eddie had ever had the chance to protect her from was a common house spider. He really loved that memory and thought back to it often when he was feeling down. It was during one of their sleepovers that Steve wasn’t too fond of.
Eddie had been practicing guitar in his bedroom while she was grabbing a quick shower. He was in the middle of Master of Puppets when he heard her shriek and rushed in. “Eds there’s a big gross spider!” She practically shrieked pointing to the shower. The huge monstrous spider in question was maybe the size of a dime sat on the hot water nob. Eddie unsuccessfully hides a smirk.
“This little guy?” He asks. “Little, He’s huge and hairy and blocking the shower!” (Y/n) whined hiding behind Eddie. “Well he had dibs on it sweetheart, you gotta wait your turn.” Eddie teases. Even though he pokes fun at her about it that spider could have been ten times tinier and Eddie gladly would have taken care of it for her. “Please Eddie get rid of it! Kill it! Move it! Get it out of here! Please, Eddie please!” (Y/n) pleads.
She desperately clings to his arm like it’s her lifeline, and he secretly loves it. Loves her tight grip on his bicep. Loves how she cowers behind him like she knows no matter what he’d keep her safe. “Okay calm down princess, your knight is here.” He promises jumping into action. Eddie grabs a spare cup scooping the spider up and bringing it outside.
The second he’s back inside (Y/n) throws her arms around his neck hugging him tightly nearly knocking him over in the process. “Thank you, Eddie, you’re my hero!” She cheers pressing a kiss to his cheek. He’s not used to such high praise. Freak, creep, weirdo, loser, freak show, and even on rare occasion monster but never hero. The word strikes a cord in him and he decides it's definitely something he wants to hear again.
If anything the whole damn town saw him as a villain. Especially when he was wrongfully framed for a murder he had nothing to do with the entire town had a man hunt for him. He was downright simply hated. Eddie decided that feeling like a hero is definitely a feeling that he could get used to.
After the movie night the thought of being her hero again rolls around in his mind becoming increasingly nagging. Dreams of the two of them replacing the movie couple, fantasies of her kissing him and calling him her hero. It all gets to be too much for Eddie, so he devised a plan to hopefully bring it all to a reality. When he comes up with the plan it’s supposed to be just making her think she has a stalker. He spends a week creeping around her window and sneaking around.
At first, it backfired since she began calling Steve over more and keeping him around for safety. It made sense of course a girl would call her boyfriend for protection especially when that boyfriend happens to be Steve Harrington. However, there was a night in particular where Eddie's plan began to finally work for him. Where there was finally a crack in their seemingly perfect relationship.
Eddie had been stalking around (Y/n)’s yard on an especially dark night. Panicked she once again called over Steve who came running over. Eddie kept out of sight perched in a large oak tree right near (Y/n)’s window, so he could see inside but still remain hidden. Steve hadn’t done his usual observation of the yard checking for any sign of the mysterious stalker instead just marching right up to (Y/n)’s room with her in tow, he was scowling and his arms crossed. The window is cracked open still from where (y/n) has opened it trying to catch a glimpse of the prowler, so Eddie can hear their conversation fairly clearly.
“(Y/n) seriously this is getting ridiculous.”
“I swear Steve I really saw someone!”
“You really saw someone last time too. And the time before that. And the time before that.”
“I did there’s someone watching me I know it!”
“Yet every time I come to check it out I don’t find anything. I didn't realize you had an invisible stalker.”
“I’m not crazy please you have to believe me!”
“You can understand why this is getting hard to believe (Y/n).”
Steve sighed pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. From Eddie’s spot even he could see the tears brimming in (Y/n)’s eyes. He hated when she cried, even worse he hated when he couldn’t do anything about it. Right now he couldn’t come to the rescue he needed to let this play out. So he remained sat watching intently.
“Look I’m not trying to be a jerk, but I’m tired of rushing over here every time you hear a strange noise, we survived the upside down and you’re getting freaked out by what I’m sure is just a racoon or something.” Steve sighs. (Y/n) nods swallowing keeping her stare on the ground her arms hugging herself. “Yeah you’re right I’m sorry.” She responds quietly. You can physically hear the guilt and disappointment dripping from her words. “You’re just being paranoid trust me you’re safe I promise, now I have to go I promised Nancy I’d drive her to this thing soon.” Steve explained.
That was a pleasant development for Eddie’s sake. (Y/n) looked up in surprise. “What why what’s wrong with Nancy’s car?” She asks. “Nothing serious just a blown tire she should have it back by Monday, are you gonna be okay here?” Steve questioned. (Y/n) nods looking away from her boyfriend unable to look him in the eye.
Steve nods with a breath of frustration leaning down to kiss (Y/n). She turns her face allowing him to press a hasty kiss to her cheek. It was an ice-cold move basically a literal cold shoulder. “See you later.” Steve sighed leaving (y/n) stood alone in her bedroom. Her sleeve covered hands reached up to wipe away tears from under her eyes. Once the headlights from Steve’s car were completely out of view Eddie hopped down from the tree running back around to the front door.
He makes sure to give it a couple of minutes taking a few deep breaths before knocking on the door. There’s a long pause as (Y/n) makes her way downstairs and to the front door. From where he stands Eddie can see her peaking through the side window to see who’s at the door. He doesn’t miss the way she seems to light up a little seeing him even if she is a bit confused. Not long after the door swings open.
“Hey Eds what’re you doing here?” She questions with a small head tilt. “What a warm welcome.” He teases with a smirk. (Y/n) smiles a bit shaking her head. “You know what I mean.” She said gesturing for him to come in. Eddie steps into the house, and he’s honestly a little impressed with how casual he manages to be for once. He takes a seat on the couch while (Y/n) remained standing only moving closer to the couch.
“Just hadn’t seen you all week thought I’d drop by, got all the way here before I realized you probably have plans with Steve or something sorry I didn’t call.”
“Don’t apologize I’m glad you’re here actually. And you know you’re welcome anytime no matter what.”
“Glad to hear it sweetheart.”
“Where’s the van?”
“Parked it down the road. Wasn’t sure if your parents would be cool with me stopping by so late, but then I remembered it’s the second Saturday of the month, so they’re having dinner and drinks with the Peterson's.”
“You remembered correctly Munson.”
He doesn’t miss the way her eyes stay trained on the window still keeping an eye out for the nonexistent intruder. “Sweetheart what’s going on?” Eddie questioned. Her eyes shift from the window back to Eddie. “It’s nothing I’m just being dumb.” She sighed looking down at her feet. Eddie decided to be bold gently grabbing her hand and carefully pulling her to the couch next to him.
“Clearly it’s not, talk to me.” He insisted gently. “It’s really not a big deal Eds definitely not something you need to worry about.” She tries to insist one last time. This is working out even better than he hoped Steve has made her doubtful about everything. “If it’s bugging my best friend it worries me so talk.” Eddie pressed. (Y/n) took a breath leaning her head fall against Eddie’s shoulder.
“Do you ever feel like you’re losing your mind?”
“Uh only on a daily basis.”
“Eds be serious please.”
(Y/n)’s tone is amused as she lightly shoves Eddie’s arm. She seems lighter by the second like Eddie relaxes her with his very presence. “Alright what’s got you feelin so crazy then?” He asked grabbing her hand in his own. “It's just that- well I think there’s someone watching me like stalking me or something.” (Y/n) finally explains. Eddie furrows his brow turning his head to look at her more.
“Sweetheart you serious? How long has this been going on?”
“I don’t know a week or so?”
“And you’ve just been dealing with this alone?”
“Well I told Steve, and he was being so great coming over and checking things out, but I just got on his nerves. I mean I get it poor guy was getting dragged over here like every other night. I’d think I was crazy too.”
“You were scared you had a right to call him. I mean I know I don't have a lot of experience but isn’t that part of the whole boyfriend deal?”
“I guess I don't know I just think he got tired of rushing over here so much.”
“So was this creep here tonight? Did Harrington find anything?”
“He’s never found any sign of the guy he didn’t bother to look this time.”
“So for all we know there's someone still sneaking around your yard? I mean Steve didn’t bother to look around at all?”
“No he came over again, and we had this huge fight. He was still pretty frustrated when he left.”
Eddie let out a small annoyed exhale. “Sweetheart you shoulda come to me, I would’ve come over and scared this fucker off.” Eddie insisted. “Yeah so I could be a burden to my boyfriend and my best friend, god I’m pathetic.” (Y/n) groaned burying her face in her hands. Eddie got up from the couch and moved so he was kneeling in front of her. He carefully grabbed her hands pulling them away from her face and gently holding them in his own.
“Hey none of that you could never be a burden to me ever understand? Second of all if there’s someone bothering you I want to know. We’ve been best friends for a long time right?”
“Yeah Eds we have.”
“And we take care of each other right?”
“Yeah of course.”
“Like when you broke Tommy’s nose for dumping his lunch on me?”
“He had that coming for a while.”
“Yeah he did. Or how about before I moved in with Wayne and my old man would come home drunk who would patch me up?”
“Me Eds me didn’t deserve all that shit.”
“My point is that you have my back, and I've got yours. If there’s some creep freaking you out I want to know, so I can take care of it.”
“I don’t want to be any trouble Eds especially not to you.”
“Taking care of you is never trouble. Not to me ‘kay?”
A look of relief washes over (Y/n) as she looks down at Eddie. “Thanks Eddie.” She smiles wrapping her arms around his shoulders. “No problem princess. Why don’t you stay put I'm gonna have a look around outside just in case.” Eddie instructs forcing himself from (Y/n)’s arms. She shoots up grabbing onto Eddie’s arm.
“You really don’t have to do that you can just act like I didn't say anything it's not a big deal!” (Y/n) tries to reason. Eddie shakes his head making his brown waves bounce. “No can do Sweetheart what kind of a best friend, nay what kind of man would I be if I let some prowler sneak around your yard? Fear not Eddie the banished will save the day.” Eddie says in one of his dnd voices. (Y/n) smiles again sliding her hand down to his own.
“You get comfortable I’ll take a look around and be right back.” Eddie promised kissing her forehead quickly. “Thanks Eddie!” (Y/n) smiled releasing his hand. Eddie snagged a flashlight from the garage before taking off outside. He made sure to take his time wondering around the yard shining the light around as if actually looking for something. Once he had done two laps around both yards he made his way back inside.
(Y/n) had changed into her pajamas consisting of a pair of flannel pajama pants and a familiar Dio shirt. She nervously chewed on her thumbnail waiting for news. Eddie dropped the flashlight onto the table. “Well?” She asked stepping closer to Eddie. He took a deep breath looking between her and the window. “There was some footprints around the tree by your window they looked recent.” He explained.
(Y/n)’s eyes widened but she let out a somewhat relieved breath. “I knew it.” She sighed. “Look I didn’t see anyone but I should probably hang around at least till your parents get back.” Eddie offered. (Y/n) brightened at the suggestion standing up straighter. “You really wouldn’t mind?” She asked hopefully.
“No ‘course not I don’t want to leave you here alone especially if there’s some creep lurking around.” Eddie added. “You should stay the night then Eds, we can have a sleepover!” She cheered grabbing his hand again. This night had turned out to work way better in Eddie’s favor than he thought. “You sure about that sweetheart? I know Harrington doesn’t like our sleepovers.” He asked.
“Yes please stay over I miss you. It would honestly just make me feel so much safer knowing you’re here.” (Y/n) pleaded. “Oh yeah?” Eddie grinned ducking his head to hide his bashfulness. “Yeah nothing bad could happen when I have my Eddie bear here.” (Y/n) smiled. “Alright alright I'll stay for my girl.” Eddie agreed.
Despite the fact that he managed to play it so cool he was dying on the inside. Not only had he managed to help but now she felt safer with him even around. (Y/n) cheered throwing her arms around Eddie in a tight hug. “My hero!” (Y/n) beamed. “Alright princess lead the way.” Eddie chuckled.
In the passing week phone calls between him and (Y/n) have become much more frequent especially at night. Not only had she been calling more but wanting to hang out a lot more. Between the increased sleepovers and rides home Eddie was loving how well this was all working. Steve and (Y/n)’s time together had begun to dwindle more and include much more frequent arguments. . Unfortunately though even with the added stress (Y/n) didn’t seem to be ending things, she needed one last push.
Eddie’s driving home late one night during a thunderstorm when the real plan comes into play. He happens to pass by Heather from school who’s angrily stomping home clutching her raincoat to her chest. Clearly she’s broken up with her boyfriend again and heading back to her own place at the trailer park. He rolls down his window going to offer her a ride home or at least somewhere to wait out the storm but she literally laughs the second she spots his van. “As if I’d ever get in your van keep driving creep.” She scoffs.
Eddie tries to let it go and just drive away he really does. However then he remembers every time this girl has made fun of him or his friends especially (Y/n). It doesn't help that was already having an incredibly bad day considering Steve had insisted on joining in on his plans with (Y/n) this was just the final nail in the coffin. After all she was the same age as (Y/n), if women around her age began to come up dead it would be the shove into Eddie’s arms he was waiting for.
Eddie spots the large pocket knife he brings to sketchy deals resting in the cup holder. It was once a Christmas gift from Uncle Wayne before the two had bonded and gift ideas were still hard to come up with. His eyes flick from the brown carved handle back to the girl sulking down the road. With a deep breath he hops out of the van. The hard rain is so loud heather doesn’t hear his footsteps till it’s far too late.
“I said fuck off freak go-” Eddie doesn’t even let her finish the insult before he’s slicing the blade across her throat. Blood spits across his face splattering his cheek. Heather’s mouth gapes her eyes blown wide. Her hand reaches up to the open wound gaping in her neck. Eddie watches as her eyes roll back and her body collapses to the tar road. Leaving her body where it lay on the dirt road he gets back in his van, they’re off the beaten path hidden away from any prying eyes that could have fallen witness.
A week and a half later four more girls around (Y/n)’s age follow suit. Now Eddie still had a heart so these were mean girls, ones who bullied, tormented, or hurt other people. Ones that people would act like they missed but in reality they didn’t. When he murders the rest of the girls he wears a devil costume made of a dark red hoodie and black jeans paired with a plastic devil mask he had worn last Halloween. Something easy but that will still conceal his identity.
The police are searching, a curfew is set, and the whole town is on edge. “Another murder has shocked the small town of Hawkins last night. Casey Becker nineteen years old was found murdered in her family home, more details coming up.” The reporter explains. The members Corroded Coffin and (Y/n) were piled around Gareth’s living room on break from band practice. Eddie and (y/n) took the loveseat together his arm stretched around the back of the chair despite wanting to wrap it around her.
“Fuck, Casey was in my English class.” Jeff sighs. “This is getting scary that makes five people have been killed.” (Y/n) frowns. “I know who woulda thought Hawkins would have a serial killer.” Gareth responded. Eddie peaks over to inspect (Y/n)’s face, she wears a worried frown eyebrows knit together. The rest of the group gets engaged in theorizing as to who it could be so Eddie nudges (Y/n) with his arm.
“Hey.”
“Oh hey Eds.”
“You got nothin to worry about you know.”
“Yeah I’m sure you're right.”
“What’s got you so freaked about all this? That creep that’s messing with you isn’t back is he?”
“No I don't think so, it’s just scary someone’s going around killing people.”
“I’m sure this will blow over soon. Plus you’ve got your parents, and King Steve to protect you.”
“That would be more comforting if I thought he'd actually show up.”
“Really still? I mean we found proof this guy was in your yard and he still doesn’t care?”
“Doesn’t really matter I’m sure he’d be too busy with Nancy to be worried about me anyways.”
Oh yes Nancy the cause of many of the happy couple’s recent fights, especially since recently Nancy was having all kinds of mysterious car trouble all of a sudden. “Well you’ve got me then sweetheart I won’t let anything happen to you I swear.” He promises. (Y/n) smiles genuinely and Eddie can’t help the pride he feels. “My knight in shining armor huh?” She teases. “Probably more like your dork in tinfoil.” Eddie snorts.
(Y/n) rolls her eyes sliding closer so Eddie moves his arm around her shoulders. She reaches up to press a kiss to his cheek letting her lips linger for a moment against his cheekbone. “Thank you Eddie that makes me feel a lot safer honestly.” (Y/n) admits letting her head rest against Eddie’s chest. “Anytime, I won’t let anything happen to you promise. I couldn’t live without my girl.” He assured her.
Five days later (Y/n) is home alone while her parents are at work. She’s sat at the vanity in her room doing her makeup while a corroded coffin tape plays in the background. It’s Saturday night which means she’s getting ready for a date with Steve. He’s twenty minutes late and she’s already redone her her lipgloss five times. Somewhere in the middle of Eddie’s guitar solo she catches the sound of something downstairs.
(Y/n) puts down her lip gloss listening harder. She listens out for whatever could have made the sound. Whatever it was doesn’t repeat so she goes back to work. The peace only lasts for another minute before the loud creak of a loose floor board in her living room can be heard. This time she shuts off the music.
“Mom? Dad?” She calls out loudly. No response follows.Maybe it wasn’t the best idea but she decides to investigate. (Y/n) gets out of her seat and heads out to the hallway.
“Hello?” She asks out into the supposedly empty house. More deadly silence. (Y/n) sneaks down the stairs anxiously practically tiptoeing. “Steve is that you?” (Y/n) questions peaking her head around the corner. To her surprise instead of her boyfriend she sees the man in the devil costume creeping around the kitchen counter.
Her scream is barely concealed by her palm as she quickly retreats back around the wall. Despite the fear taking over her body (y/n) manages to sneak into her parents bedroom across from hers. There’s unfortunately no lock on the door but there is a phone. Her fingers are trembling as she punches in 911.
“911 what’s your emergency?”
“There’s someone in my house please you have to help me!”
“Okay miss calm down and tell me what’s going on.”
“The killer! The killer is in my house you have to help me please hurry!”
“What’s the address?”
“1019 Elm street.”
“And is there anyone there with you?”
“No I’m home alone and he’s in my kitchen! Please help!”
“I’ve got an officer on the way about seven minutes out. Can you stay on the line?”
(Y/n)’s about to answer when she hears footsteps drawing closer in the hallway. She leaves the phone off the hook but quickly jumps under the bed. The door opens with a quiet groan from the old brown wood.The tears are escaping her eyes now, her breathing jagged even hiding beneath her palm to conceal the sounds. She can see his black shoes stepping closer and closer.
Her mind is racing a million miles an hour her heart pounding just as fast. The man moves past the bed to the closet opening the door in search for where (Y/n) is hiding. All too suddenly the figure is bent over peering back at her from the end of the bed. (Y/n) screams scrambling out from under the bed running out of the room letting the door slam against the wall. The closest exit to the bedroom is the side exit of the house.
Unfortunately when (Y/n) gets there it’s locked. She fumbles with the latch attempting to get it open but unfortunately it’s old and kinda rusty so it’s tricky. Hearing the man moving down the hall she rushes back towards her room. This time she’s able to lock the door on one hand blocking the killer but on the other hand tripping her. She debates hiding in the closet but she has nothing to attack the killer with if he does find her.
She considers going out the window Steve and Eddie have climbed in and out dozens of times surely it isn’t too hard. (Y/n) rushes to the window gliding it open. The old oak tree suddenly feels so tall. Before she can figure out climbing down she hears a yell of her name. The a commotion on the other side of the door heavy footsteps and a loud slam like someone hit the ground hard.
“(Y/n) sweetheart you here!? Answer me (Y/n) please!” Someone calls out from the hallway. It’s Eddie’s panicked voice and even though he’s worried it almost immediately calms her. Eddie could win an Oscar what with the fake scuffle outside the door and the worried calling out for her. “Eddie?!” She calls scrambling back to the door flinging it open.
Eddie meets her at the door quickly throwing his arms around her. “Eddie he’s here the killer is here!” (Y/n) cries hiding her face against his chest. The smell of old leather and cigarettes fills her nose and strangely makes her feel better. “I know I saw him, I came to see you and the door was open so I came in and he was standing in the hallway trying to get in your room. I was so worried when I saw he was here and you weren’t.” Eddie breathed tightening his hold on her pulling her body closer.
He was truly laying it on thick with teary eyes and a fear filled voice. Staying in his arms (y/n) pulled away enough to meet his eye. “Eddie the killer! He’s out there! We gotta hide or something!” (Y/n) panics.
“No he’s gone I fought him off and he ran off outside.” Eddie explains. (Y/n) lets out a huge breath of relief before her eyes catch sight of a bloody gash on Eddie’s forearm. She lets out a gasp holding his arm. “Did he do this?” She asks. “He got me with his knife a little in the scuffle no biggie.” Eddie shrugs.
In reality he cut it on a piece of glass breaking the panel to be able to reach in and open the door. (Y/n)’s eyes are watering and she clings her body to Eddie’s again his shirt balled up in her fists. Right now in her mind Eddie is her hero. He’s Superman, he fought a serial killer for her, he took a knife for her. That was definitely a very big deal.
“Woah hey it’s okay I'm alright I promise.” Eddie tried to reassure her. This time (Y/n) doesn’t respond she just clings to him tighter. There’s not even an inch of space between them and Eddie woildn’t have it any other way. The sound of sirens pulling out into the driveway catches their attention. “C’mon let’s go downstairs alright I’ll stay by your side promise.” Eddie promised kissing the crown of her head.
The cops enter and lead them out to the front yard where there’s an ambulance and a cop car waiting. Unfortunately they have to give their stories to different officers. The cop Eddie talks to basically interrogates him even though he’s sitting on the back of the ambulance getting his arm wrapped up by the emt. “It’s awfully convenient you got here so fast.” comes out of the officer’s mouth. Eddie just rolls his eyes keeping his stare focused in (Y/n)’s direction.
(Y/n) happens to overhear the cops accusation and practically stomps over. “Eddie did not do this okay he is not the serial killer! He’s a freaking hero in fact! And FYI he can’t be the killer, the killer had on black boots Eddie’s sneakers are white!” (Y/n) snaps at the officer. Eddie looks up finally flashing a cocky smirk towards the cop.
She’s mad, horrified even. How dare they insinuate that Eddie had done this when he saved her! Eddie of course just sat there knowing damn well his stuff along with the shoes were stashed in a bag hidden in a closet upstairs. The cop mumbled a half assed apology going back to his associate with his notes. The emt finishes allowing Eddie to get up.
“Ugh I can’t believe him! You’re like a freakin super hero or something and he has the nerve to accuse you!” (Y/n) spits glaring in the direction of the cops. “It’s okay sweetheart really I’m used to it. Are you sure you’re okay? He didn’t hurt you?” Eddie questions. He takes her hands in his own observing her arms for any sign of bruise or wound even if he knows they’re not there.
This makes (Y/n)’s heart ache even more. Eddie’s the one who fought off a murderer and he was checking on her? Again she wraps her arms around him hugging him tightly. He’s never seen her give Steve a hug like this, one so tight and desperate. It makes pride resonate through him.
“(Y/n) sweetie!?” A panicked woman’s voice calls. Her parents come pushing their way past the small crowd of neighbors that has gathered. Eddie and (y/n) pull apart but she keeps her hand latched onto his. Both her parents wrap her in tight hugs. “What happened?” Her mom frets.
“They’re saying that serial killer was here?” Her father adds. (Y/n) explains detailing the highlights of Eddie’s heroic save. To Eddie's delight the way she recalls the encounter is much more comic book then horror movie. Not for a moment for the entire story does her hand leave his. It’s like it grounds her, makes her feel protected. Like even if the killer came back right this second she knew he would protect her.
Once the story is done her mother hugs Eddie thanking him profusely a bit teary eyed while her father shakes his free hand. “Maybe we shouldn’t go on this trip tomorrow dear.” Her mother sighs. That’s right at six am the next morning her parents would be leaving on a trip to visit a sick relative. “No mom the tickets are non refundable and what if you won’t get the chance again?” (Y/n) frowns. “We can’t leave you here alone honey not now.” Her father responds.
Eddie can’t believe his dumb luck for once everything is falling right into his lap.“She could come stay with us.” he pops in. Both parents light up and even (Y/n) smiles too. “Your uncle wouldn’t mind?” Her mother questions. “No way Wayne loves having her over, she lights up the whole trailer park.” Eddie grins looking down at (Y/n).
She looks right back up at him with a warm smile. “I for one would feel a lot better knowing you’re safe with Eddie and Wayne.” (Y/n)’s father adds. “There’s no where I’d feel safer.” (Y/n) beams. Eddie’s grin widens even more hearing that phrase leave her mouth. It meant a victory in his book.
“(Y/n) baby?” Steve shouts running up his face filled with worry. (Y/n) rolls her eyes staring at the ground. “We’ll give you guys some space.” (Y/n)’s mom explains before leading her husband over to one of the cops. Steve eyes Eddie and (Y/n) lingering on their linked hands. “Can we have a minute here Munson?” Steve asks bitterly.
Eddie is ready to give them some space while lingering close enough to hear but (Y/n)’s grip tightens on his hand. “Eddie stays.” She insists. Eddie just barely resists the urge to flash a cocky smirk Harrington’s way. Steve sighs crossing his arms. “What happened?” he huffs.
“Well while you were busy being late for our diner the killer decided to break in. Thankfully Eddie came by.”
“Where is he did they catch him?”
“Eddie scared him off after getting slashed.”
Steve’s eyes focused suspiciously on Eddie moving from his face to his arm. “How convenient for Eddie.” Steve draws. Eddie meanwhile just narrows his eyes. “Where the hell were you Steve?” (Y/n)’s tone is accusatory. She knows the answer even before he speaks it.
“Look I know it’s no excuse and I’m really sorry but I just fell asleep, I was on the phone with Nance last night and she saw someone in their yard so I came over to check it out I was just tired from being up so late.” He explains. “Of course Nancy calls and you come running, I do it an I’m a burden.” (Y/n) scoffs shaking her head. “Well clearly you didn’t need me you had Eddie here to keep you company.” Steve spits sarcastically. “At least someone’s lookin out for her.” Eddie retorts this time. Eddie and Steve are staring each other down, glaring at each other with a harsh intensity.
“Oh and lucky you that you get to step in and save the day.” Steve breates him. (Y/n) huffs letting out a not so amused laugh. “No Steve lucky me. Lucky me that Eddie showed up. Lucky me that Eddie wasn’t too busy with another girl, lucky me that he actually cares!” She snaps.
Steve is taken back by her outburst. Of course he cares about her wasn’t that obvious? “Baby that’s not- I-” he stutters. (Y/n) cuts him off before he can finish “No you were too busy with Nancy again. Eddie showed up and he saved me while you were busy comforting Nancy.” (Y/n) points out.
“I’m sorry I didn’t-”Steve didn’t even get to finish the apology (Y/n) cuts him off again. “You know what I know on the phone last night I said I wanted to give us time to work things out but it’s clearly not working. Whatever this was is over Steve.” (Y/n) insists firmly.
Eddie and Steve both look at her surprised. “(Y/n) I care so much about you just can we talk alone please?” Steve begs.
“I don’t want to be alone with you right now Steve, I think you should go.” (Y/n) stands firm not backing down. “Baby please let’s talk just you and me I promise we can work through this.” Steve attempts again. This time he reaches out to try and grab her hand. Before their hands could connect Eddie was stepping in front of (y/n). Practically the minute their hands disconnected she was grabbing onto his leather jacket to keep some form of connection.
“I think you should go now Harrington.” Eddie insisted. Steve looked between Eddie and (Y/n). He opened his mouth to speak focusing his glare on Eddie. Before he can get the words out (Y/n)’s parents interrupt. “(Y/n) Why don’t you and Eddie go up and grab your things I’d like to have some time to talk to Wayne before he leaves for work.” (Y/n)’s father speaks.
Eddie turned around to face (Y/n) again. “C’mon sweetheart let’s go upstairs and grab your stuff yeah?” He whispered. (Y/n) nodded pulling her eyes away from Steve. “Yeah Eds let’s go.” She whispered. Eddie wrapped his arm around (Y/n)’s shoulders leading her back towards the house leaving Steve stood dumbfounded and angry.
Later that night (Y/n) and Eddie sit on his bed listening to a cassette. They’re halfway through a Metallica song Eddie going on a tangent obsessing over the guitar. (Y/n)’s watching him and listening intently a thoughtful look on her face. Eddie stops mid sentence smiling.
“What’s up sweetheart?” He asks. “You saved my life today Eddie.” She explains. “Just in the right place at the right time, ‘s not like I did anything too crazy.” He looks down even adding a simple shrug like it was the easiest thing in the world. (Y/n) grabs his left hand holding it and playing with the rings that adorn his fingers.
“It is a big deal Eddie you took on a serial killer for me. Give yourself some credit for once.”
“You’re my best friend of course I did.”
“This isn’t a ride home or helping me move you have a huge gash on your arm and could have died!”
“You could have died sweetheart, you have no idea how scared I was when I saw the door open and the glass busted. I thought he got you, that he took you from me. I don’t know what I would have done if I was too late. I wasn’t kidding when I said I couldn’t make it with you.”
“Eds I’m alright, I’m alive thanks to you.”
Their eyes meet and the way she’s looking at him burns right through his skin penetrating all the way to his heart. “So really Eddie you’re my hero and that is a huge deal.” (Y/n) whispers leaning in kissing his cheek only a lot slower this time. Her lips linger there and after another second she gives him another kiss. When (y/n)’s lips move they don’t pull away rather moving a bit closer to his lips giving him another kiss on the cheek. Eddie’s heart is beating so loud he can hear it pounding in his ears.
He just knows his face is as red as it feels. This time a kiss lands right at the corner of his mouth. That one makes him attempt to swallow the lump in his throat and he hates how audible it is. “Sweetheart what are you doing?” He’s whispering even though he’s not sure why. “Can I ask you something?” She completely avoids the question.
“Um sure yeah.”
“What were you doing at my place earlier?”
“What?”
For a minute he worries that she’s onto him. That she’s figured it out and he’s busted. It would all be for nothing if she saw him as a villain. How would he explain that it was all for her? That he wasn’t a monster just a man in love.
“You knew I had that date with Steve why did you come over?”
“I don’t know, wanted to see you. I didn’t like the thought of you home alone with everything going on. And well I guess I had something to tell you.”
“You’re always looking out for me.”
“You mean a lot to me of course I do.”
“What did you have to tell me?”
“It doesn’t matter now after what happened.”
“It matters to me.”
“Sweetheart trust me it can wait after everything you went through today.”
“I don’t want it to wait.”
Eddie takes a deep breath peeking at her through his bangs. They’re still so close and she’s looking at him with such concern and care. Sure she looked at all her friends with care but this was different. This was clearly a look reserved for someone very special.
“Tuth is princess I have feelings for you, have for a long time. I was trying to let it go and move on but all I’ve thought about with this killer around is you. You’ve been on my mind twenty four seven worrying about if you’re okay or not. And seeing Steve just not take it seriously bugged me. I just couldn’t get over the fact that he wasn’t trying to keep you safe.”
“Why didn’t you ever say anything?”
“Steve asked you out and you seemed so happy. All I wanted was for my girl to be happy even if if wasn’t with me.”
“Eds don’t you remember when you were helping me get ready for that first date I kept giving you an out. I was trying to convince you to ask me to stay. I would have stayed, I wanted to stay for you.”
Thinking back Eddie wanted to smack himself. She did ask a lot if he thought she should go and then tried to even back out by saying she was sick. Eddie was the one who talked her into going thinking she was just nervous. “Well there’s evidence I’m an idiot just ask Mrs. O'Donnell.” Eddie whispered. This time (y/n) doesn’t respond instead moving her lips to his own.
The kiss is slow maybe a little sloppy but a couple second they get the hang of it. One of her hands cups his face while his stay frozen. Part of him can’t believe this is happening. When they pull apart it takes both a minute to open their eyes. She’s smiling genuinely smiling and Eddie has to physically resist the urge to jump and down and cheer about his victory.
“You don’t owe me you know? I mean I saved you because I care about you not because I wanted something in return.” He promises. Sure that was the whole point of this but he also disn’t want her to just see him as an obligation. “I know Eds I didn’t kiss you because I felt like I owed you.” She assures him. “Then why did you kiss me?” He questions.
“I really, really wanted to Eddie promise. I’ve had feelings for you for a long time too. I thought I was okay just being your best friend but recently with everything you’ve done with how safe you've made me feel it just made me realize I wanted more than that. I want to be loved the way I know only you can.”
“You have no fucking clue how happy I am to hear that sweetheart. Can I kiss you again?”
(Y/n) barely finishes nodding before he’s pressing their lips together again. Things go a lot smoother this time both of them a lot more in sync. When they pull apart Eddie keeps his hand cupping her face and his forehead rested against hers. “That was definitely worth the wait.” Eddie whispered. “You absolutely were Eds but I’m really glad it's finally happening.” She answered.
Two nights later (Y/n) and Eddie are relaxing just finishing a movie. She was dressed in one of his shirts and a pair of boxers. His arm lazily draped around her. Eddie thinks this is perfect, exactly how it’s meant to be. The credits are rolling and she’s kissing him intently her hands in his hair while his move against her skin under his shirt.
It’s going great until there’s a rustling outside. Subtle enough to be a raccoon or stray cat but enough that it could be a person. It’s loud enough to pull them apart. (Y/n)’s eyes flick worriedly to the window for a moment.
“I’m sure it’s just a raccoon sweetheart.”
“Yeah yeah you’re probably right.”
“Still just in case I better go out there and check it out.”
“Eddie no you don’t have to I’ll be fine.”
“No can do gotta protect my girl. Why don’t you grab us a snack I’ll go investigate.”
“You’re too good to me Eds you know that?”
“Not possible but get used to it.”
(Y/n) smiles kissing him again slowly, allowing her tongue to push against his own. There’s a knock at the door and they pull apart again with a loud dramatic groan from Eddie. “I’ll be waiting pretty boy.” (Y/n) teases. Eddie grins bounding over to the door while (Y/n) heads off to the kitchen.
Shockingly enough Steve is standing outside arms crossed mad look on his face. “Harrington.” Eddie sighs crossing his own arms. “Is she here?” Steve spits. There’s an obvious hint of alcohol on his breath, scotch from what Eddie can tell. He had to drink to prepare himself for this fight.
“You’re gonna have to be more specific.”
“(Y/n), my girlfriend is she here?”
“Last I checked she dumped you but she might be around.”
“I want to talk to her.”
“Real shame.”
“Munson seriously let me talk to her.”
“Oh I didn’t realize it was serious let me think about it. Hm um no.”
“This is bullshit how was I supposed to know the killer would show up the one time I was late.”
“It wasn’t the first time but I guess you’re just lucky one of us showed up for her.”
“Lucky you after all these years you finally got to swoop in and save the day. I mean Christ you’ve been in love with her so long I’m surprised it took you this long to manipulate your way in.”
“I didn’t manipulate shit.”
“How convenient you just happen to show up and the killer vanishes.”
“And what does that mean Harrington?”
“It means that it’s really strange that no one but you saw the killer and there’s no trace of him since.”
“It’s only been two days I’m sure he’s just laying low.”
“Or it means you’ve finally snapped. Your stupid world of make believe has seeped out into the real world and you think you can use it to get to (Y/n).”
“I didn’t use anything to get her. It’s not my fault she didn’t want to be with you anymore.”
“Oh please like you didn’t jump at the chance to get between us. You’re obsessed with her creep.”
“Excuse me?”
Eddie knows that (y/n) can hear them and that she’s more than likely listening in. “You heard me freak.” Steve punctuated his insult with a harsh shove to Eddie’s shoulder. The push was hard enough to knock Eddie back a step. “Steve you should really go home man.” Eddie says calmly despite wanting to hit him. “She’s just gonna leave you too Munson.” Steve spits words full of venom.
Eddie narrows his eyes at Steve ready to bite back but Steve speaks first. “That is if you don’t hurt her first, wouldn’t want another Chrissy situation would you?” He bit. “Steve enough!” (Y/n) yelled stomping out of the trailer. Steve’s angry face seems to fall. “(Y/n) listen I just-”
“You were just calling Eddie a freak and shoving him, that sounds an awful lot like shit you’d pull in high school.” She snaps. “He’s bad news (y/n). I mean come on you don’t find this whole thing the slightest bit suspicious?” Steve attempts to justify. “What that Eddie actually gives a shit? That he actually showed up and managed to save me from a serial killer while you were off playing super hero for Nancy?” (Y/n) huffs.
“How was I supposed to know that the killer would show up this isn’t fair (Y/n)!”
“We finished this conversation already Steve this is over in fact we’ve both moved on. I want you to leave!”
“You can’t seriously be picking this freak show over me? I don’t trust him (y/n) I just want you to be safe.”
“Well I am Steve and I am perfectly safe.”
“(Y/n) please just listen! There’s something not right with him! He’ll hurt you just like he hurt those girls please!”
Steve grabs (Y/n)’s arm attempting to reason with her but Eddie steps forward pushing her gently behind him. “That’s enough Harrington, go home.” Eddie says sternly. Steve again attempts to push past Eddie nearly knocking (Y/n) to the ground. Eddie shoves him back enough to get some space. He turns around leaning down to whisper to (Y/n).
“Sweetheart go back inside and wait in my room please.” Eddie asks even though it's more of an instruction. (Y/n) looks between them but nods. “Okay just be careful please Eds.” She whispers. Eddie nods kissing the crown of her head before she disappears into the trailer Eddie turns back around glaring down Steve.
“You’re going to leave her alone.”
“I’m not the one she should be afraid of.”
“I would never hurt her, you already have.”
“I know it’s you Munson you killed all those people. I don’t know why you did it other than that you’re seriously deranged. But I know you did it.”
Eddie let out a cold dry laugh stepping closer. “Doesn’t really matter what you think.” Eddie smiled. “She’s gonna find out what a freak you are sooner or later.” Steve insists. “Oh but to her I’m not a freak I’m her hero even, all thanks to you big boy.”Eddie boats. Steve’s face falls seeing that he was truly right.
“Now if you’ll excuse me gotta get back to my girl. She made brownies as a thank you for her big hero.” Eddie says sending Steve a wink turning on his heel heading back into his trailer. Steve stands feeling completely lost. He had pretty much gotten a full confession from Eddie and there wasn’t a thing he could do. Defeated he just slumped back to his car and left.
When Eddie got inside the trailer he let himself fall onto the couch burrying his face in his hands. Even if Steve was right about Eddie killing those people the thought of (Y/n) being afraid of him hurting her struck him like a knife to the chest. (Y/n) came slowly walking out of his bedroom. She was quickly sitting on his lap wrapping her arms around his body. Eddie took a deep breath looking up to meet her gaze while resting one hand on her hip and the other cupping her face.
“You okay?”
“I’m alright Eds, are you?”
“Yeah sweetheart i’m alright It’s just- you know I'd never hurt you right?”
“Oh honey of course I know that! You make feel so safe and protected.”
“I know what people say about me that I’m the evil freak who killed all those people despite the case being thrown out. That I can’t get off without hurting whoever I’m with. That I’m the monster moms warn their kids about. But I would never hurt you ever. I care about you so much and I don’t want you to think of me like that.”
“I care about you too Eddie, nothing anyone says is going to change that I promise.”
Eddie let's out a shaky breath letting his calloused thumb slide against (Y/n)’s cheek. His big brown eyes stare right into her own. (Y/n) smiles warmly at him leaning into give him a slow kiss. He spends a couple minutes relishing in her touch in the feeling of her kiss. After all he’s earned it after everything he did to get here.
“I can’t watch what happened with Chrissy happened to you I can’t .”
“Steve had no right to say that. That wasn’t your fault. And Vecna is long gone thanks to you. I don't care what any of those people say. In my book Eddie Munson is the nicest person in the world. You would never ever hurt me. I know that without a shadow of doubt.”
“Just wanna keep my girl safe that’s all.”
“You do my big strong dork in tonfoil.”
Eddie smiles wide pulling her into another kiss. He peppsrs her face in repeated kisses on her lips, cheeks, forehead and chin. (Y/n) laughs at his attention fighting her grip around his shoulders. “Alright pretty boy let's go get you a brownie okay?” (Y/n) suggested. Eddie nodded excitedly standing up from the couch with her still in his arms.
in which you really need coffee and eddie just happens to be in your way
eddie x fem!reader we’ve all heard of luna lovegood readers, now I give you lorelai gilmore readers (aka caffeine-fueled slightly chaotic individuals).
content: meet-cute, a lil’ bit of flirting, a lil’ bit of caffeine dependency, 100% inspired by my favourite story in gilmore girls, badly proofread because it’s 2:30am
word count: 2.9k
The diner is unsurprisingly busy, like every Friday night, when the Hellfire Club walks in. Small but cozy, it’s located on the very edge of town. The checkered floor is sticky and the smell of oil mixed with cinnamon clings to the light blue walls and the fake leather seats like bad perfume, but they always have rock music playing softly in the background and, better yet, they make the best burger and fries in town since Benny’s closed down -greasy, tasty and cheap. Perfect for a bunch of hungry boys with limited budgets.
Grabbing a bite after their weekly meetings has become new a tradition now that Eddie and Jeff have graduated, both boys part of Hellfire still, their friendship and bonds over shared interests transcending the halls of Hawkins High. They’re a rowdy group, rambunctious and loud, and they don’t have the best reputation in town, but the owner knows them and always welcomes them in without qualms, just a plea to keep the noise to a minimum. They try their best to behave and fail half the time.
Tonight, the Club is particularly animated. They started a new campaign earlier today and Eddie’s gone all out. With an intricately designed storyline, extra minor quests, tricky villains and a surprise plot twist at the end that no one’s expecting, this is his best work yet, if he says so himself. Satisfied with the feedback he’s received so far, Eddie is in a very good mood as they sit around their usual booth, one to the right that’s big enough for all seven of them, so much so that he volunteers to order for the group.
As it often happens when they get together, chaos ensues, each boy outscreaming the others trying to get their leader’s attention, words mixing in that cacophony of incoherent noise that seems to follow them everywhere. But if the party’s loud, Eddie Munson is louder, and he commands attention with ease. Slamming is ringed hand on the wooden table, he makes himself heard. “Shut up!”
Six pairs of eyes focus on him, knowing better than to try and argue with the boy -he’s nothing if not stubborn, and although kind and generous, Eddie hates to be contradicted or ignored. So they look in silence, expectantly, as they do when they’re in the middle of a campaign and he’s weaving stories in a low voice.
The long awaited rerelease of the sequel to kissed just to be kissed hope you enjoy it. Sorry it took so long I like the way this one came out a lot better than the last one.
Loud poppy music blaring from speakers, drunk or high teenagers and young adults. Safe to say this was not Eddie Munson’s scene but here he sat in a circle with a small group of kids from the party who wanted to play a silly kids game, spin the bottle.
Normally Eddie would have excused himself or even left at this point but (Y/n) was here and sat in the circle so even if he wasn’t playing he needed to be close by.
To make matters worse due to both their schedules he hadn’t seen her all day or gotten any kind of affection from her let alone a kiss.
He had expected one when they sat down during the calm before the storm but she was too distracted taking to Steve and Robin.
The fact that when the bottle pointed at (Y/n) it also pointed at Steve should have brought Eddie some comfort. Steve was a good man after all, he wouldn’t try anything especially not tonight.
Unfortunately Steve wasn’t the problem it was everyone else’s reactions mixed with how natural their kiss was that stuck a dagger right through Eddie’s chest.
There was no awkwardness to it and no accusations of losing a bet followed either.
In fact what did follow was someone slapping Steve on the back for getting to kiss her.
Before Eddie can even spare a glimpse (Y/n)’s way he’s storming off outside.
He tried to calm himself by having a smoke but it seemed all he could focus on was the bitter taste in his mouth.
“Eddie what’s wrong why’d you take off like that?”
“I’m fine sweetheart go back inside.”
“I don’t want to go back in without you.”
He hates the twinge that sends right to his heart.
“It’s cold out here.”
She doesn’t listen staying in place despite her lack of a coat paired with a particularly hard gust of window.
Eddie sighs getting rid of his cigarette before shoving his jacket off his shoulders and handing it to her.
“Take this at least.”
She smiles gratefully covering her bare shoulders.
“Thank you Eds.”
She tried to kiss his cheek while he helped her with the jacket but he jerked away making her frown.
“What’s wrong talk to me please.”
“Why didn’t you kiss me when we sat down and you leaned over to grab your drink? Normally you would have kissed me.”
“I don’t know you looked uncomfortable as it was I didn’t want to make it worse.”
Eddie scoffs shaking his head.
“Didn’t want to make it worse or didn’t want king Steve back there to see?”
“What why would I care what Steve sees?”
“I don’t know you tell me you’re the one kissing him.”
“Yeah for a game, I don’t understand Eddie why are you getting so upset about this?”
“Because those are my kisses! Mine not Steve’s!”
The sentence is followed by a thick heavy silence.
It clicked to(Y/n), he was jealous.
In his head Eddie knows he sounds like a petulant child. An angry little boy fighting over his favorite toy. But right now that doesn’t matter to him.
“It’s not-”
“I mean fuck I’m so stupid!”
“You aren’t stupid!”
“Clearly I am because I fooled myself that somehow you weren’t gonna get taken from me like every other good thing in my god damn life.”
“I’m not going anywhere-”
“I get it he’s king Steve and I’m just the freak! You should be with someone like him, everyone fucking sees it. They see you kissing me and wonder what bet you lost or how good of a deal you must be getting on weed because why else would you be kissing the freak show.”
“No one thinks that Eddie at least not anyone that matters.”
“Oh no princess our friends see it. They’ve been talking about it since you started kissing me. Hell even Henderson thought you had some body snatchers thing going on because why the hell else would you be kissing me.”
“Then they’re wrong!”
“Maybe guys like me deserve to be kissed but not by someone like you.”
“That’s not true you do deserve to be kissed by me really! Let’s just go talk about this.”
“It’s fine (Y/n) your charity work is over. Whatever this is, is done. I should have thanked you for the first one and left it at that.”
(Y/n), not sweetheart, not princess just her name. It stung more than most of what he said.
“You aren’t charity work Eddie I kissed you because that’s what I wanted I mean it.”
“Just go back inside it’s cold out here.”
“No not without you please let’s talk about this.”
“I don’t belong in there just as much as I don’t belong with you.”
With that Eddie disappears into his van and down the road.
(Y/n) stands there for a minute letting the tears fall staring at the spot his van had been parked.
There’s a long pause where the only sound filling the quiet night air is the sound of her quiet cries.
It takes about five minutes before someone clears their throat.
“I’m sorry if I caused trouble between you two.”
“It’s alright Steve you didn’t do anything on purpose.”
“You should go after him.”
“I don’t think he wants to be around me right now.”
“Look Munson gave me some good advice once and I really should have listened to him. And he looks at you the way I’m sure I look at my girl. Don’t let a fight be what keeps you guys apart.”
“He’s a smart man when he wants to be.”
“You want me to take you home?”
(Y/n) nods wiping away a few stray tears.
Steve wraps an arm around her shoulders leading her off to the car.
At the trailer Eddie slumps down onto the couch earning a concerned look from his uncle who’s sat in his recliner.
“You’re home early.”
“Yeah.”
“Did you and (Y/n) have a fight?”
“How do you know something happened with (Y/n)?”
“No one else could have you so upset so cut the crap boy what’s goin on?”
“I ended things. She shouldn’t be slumming it with a guy like me. She deserves better.”
“That has to be the dumbest fuckin thing I’ve ever heard you say and you’ve said some stupid shit.”
“It’s true she shouldn’t be wasting time kissing me. Not when she should be with someone like Steve Harrington.”
“Is he the one with the hair? Why are you worryin about her kissin him? Did he put the moves on her or somethin?”
“We were playing this game and she had to kiss Steve and they- they just looked so right together.”
“Oh well I didn’t realize it was something so serious.”
“It is serious Wayne! They looked so good together, better than we do. Like she should be kissing him not settling with the trailer park freak.”
“Now you knock that off!”
It was rare that Wayne raised his voice towards his nephew. He usually only saved the guardian card for when Eddie wasn’t doing so well.
“I won’t listen to talk like that. For one reason or another that girl clearly cares about you a lot. And I know that she doesn’t care about any of that stuff you’re rantin on about. Don’t go screwin up a good thing because you’re getting in your own head.”
“I’m gonna go listen to music, need to clear my head.”
“Just think about it kid. She makes you happy, I don’t want to see you miss out on something good because you talked yourself out of it before it could start.”
The next day Eddie mopes around the trailer blaring his music, practicing the newest Metallica song, and smoking.
It’s storming hard like raining sideways hard. The fat drops drumming against the metal of the trailer. Trees heavily swaying to their sides. Thunder so loud it rattled the windows.
Eddie was surprised when a knock could be heard from the door.
Wayne who was getting ready to leave for work shared the same confused look.
Eddie shrugged moving to the door. He was even more surprised to see Dustin Henderson dressed in a yellow rain coat standing with his bike. He was partially out of breath panting.
“You live ridiculously far away you know that?”
“What the hell are you doing here Henderson?”
Eddie grabs the younger boy by the back of his collar yanking him into the trailer.
Dustin shoved the drenched hood of his coat down glaring up at Eddie.
Normally the young boy would be too intimidated to be so bold to the dungeon master but right now he was pissed.
“Are you crazy? You broke (Y/n)’s heart at that party you guys when to yesterday you know that right?”
“Dustin listen you don’t-”
“No you don’t get it Eddie. We didn’t tease you because we thought you weren’t good enough for (Y/n) we teased you about it because it’s so blatantly obvious to everyone but the two of you how in love you guys are! Because we’ve been talking about how long it would take for months and when you guys started kissing we hoped but you’d catch on finally but clearly you’re dumber than that!”
Eddie has his hands on his hips listening to the boys rant and it makes a lot more sense than the few people he could call friends mocking him.
His heart sinks knowing how much he hurt her.
“I really broke her heart?”
“Yes dude she’s crushed! After you left yesterday Steve drove her home and she didn’t stop crying the whole way. Believe it or not girls don’t just go around kissing people that they don’t have feelings for! She loves you a lot for some reason and you’re blowing it!”
“Shit.”
“The guys and I talked and we really don’t want to lose her at Hellfire because you were too much of a chicken to ask her out! It’s bad enough I have to deal with this shit with Steve I don’t want to hear it from you too!”
Eddie’s already started tugging on his leather jacket and shoving his shoes on.
Eddie thought back on Harrington’s situation with Wheeler and his stomach nearly dropped to his feet. That’s not what he wanted not with (Y/n).
He wanted to kiss her and hold her and be like all those stupid couples in the cheesy rom coms he avoided at Family Video. He didn’t want to be the cynical man his parents failed marriage created. He wasn’t going to be that guy, not anymore.
Dustin sighed looking up at Eddie’s hurt expression.
“Look, Steve’s with her at the diner something about wanting to take her out and at least cheer her up. I’m sure you could still find them there.”
Dustin barely managed to get the sentence out before Eddie’s slamming the door open taking off outside.
Dustin takes off after him hopping into the passenger seat.
Eddie must break at least five traffic laws on the way to the diner causing Dustin to clutch the handle on the door for dear life complaining about getting sick several times only for Eddie to reply “You hurl in my van you’re cleaning it up Henderson.”
Dustin literally thanks god with the van hastily pulls into one of the last two vacant parking spots at the crowded diner.
Eddie throws open his door making long strides to the door.
By the time he was even to the sidewalk he was drenched. Brown wavy hair sticking to his face water dripping off his clothes even his white sneakers were full of water.
From where he stands he can see (Y/n) and Steve beginning exit the establishment. The part of Eddie’s brain that usually told him to tuck tail and run seemed to be fast asleep because he’s rooted in his spot despite the fact that there’s no cover from the rain.
Steve and (Y/n) are standing in the vestibule (Y/n) holding brown to go bags while he fumbled with an umbrella.
Eddie’s eyes meet (y/n)’s through the glass window.
Her amused smile falls into a look Eddie can’t place but before he can think too hard about it she’s shoving the bags into Steve’s arms running out the door.
Contrary to (Y/n) Steve seemed much less surprised by the whole ordeal.
“Eddie?”
She’s standing in front of him even with the sky flooding down on them.
Eddie doesn’t respond staring at her.
How could he have been so stupid before.
“I was wrong. Like really fucking wrong. Like more wrong than people who say that poison is a metal band.” (Sorry if that insults anyone it just sounded like something he would say and they were as close as I could think of for a ‘poser’ style band he might disagree with)
“About what, what are you doing here?”
“I was wrong about everything sweetheart fucking everything. I don’t want to give up even if I probably should! You are mine okay not Steve’s or any one else’s, mine. Screw what everyone else thinks, screw what I thought it doesn’t matter! I’m not gonna lose you because I don’t want to lose you not now not ever okay?”
Before she can even think of responding he steps closer. In a heartbeat his hands are cupping her face his intense brown eyes watery as they are bore into her own.
She whispers his name but it’s too late Eddie’s already connecting their lips together.
It doesn’t take her anytime to react before she’s grabbing at his denim vest stepping closer.
Eddie’s heart his hammering in his chest so hard he’s surprised it hasn’t stopped.
When they pull apart they’re both breathless and his forehead rests against her own.
“Okay maybe I was right about one part.”
“What’s that Ed’s?”
“Those are definitely my kisses.”
His grin is a bit cocky but (Y/n) can’t seem to mind right now.
“Told you, you deserved to be kissed for real.”
Steve clearing his throat causes the two to take a step back.
He’s stood under the umbrella food in hand smiling similarly to how a proud parent does.
“Here’s your food, I’ll go grab Henderson.”
He passes the bags to Eddie.
Steve doesn’t linger moving to Eddie’s van.
Eddie looks to (y/n) with a questioning look.
“The food was for us I was hoping to bring it by and we could talk.”
“How about we take it out to lovers lake and have a picnic in the van? Then after we can have our first real kiss not as friends?”
They’re both grinning ear to ear.
“Does that mean I can’t kiss you the whole way there?” (Y/n) teases moving towards the van.
“Uh shit no you better I’m afraid I need those kisses princess I’ve gone without them for too long if I don’t get one soon I’ll just die.”
“Get in the van drama queen and I’ll kiss you as much as you want!”
“Don’t speak too soon princess your lips might get sore.”
