* 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄 : 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟒. ( accepting. )
@cheerleadcr said: “ i’m so happy to have the company. “
half of his entire life was spent alone without the company of others. while all the other kids made friends and plans to meet at the playground, eddie wasn’t among the lucky few. granted, it’s not like he cares much about being alone now that he’s older, but nights get lonely and music is only temporary in keeping the intrusive thoughts at bay. gradually, eddie shifted his views into helping those that were treated and felt like him, welcoming them into his inner hellfire circle and introducing them to a world full of fantasy and importance. so don’t mind the silence as he sits on top of a picnic table, thoughts and concerns being skillfully rolled into joint.
❝ the company of a satanic worshiping cult leader slash serial killer? my my, who would have ever thunk it possible.❞ he responds, free hand flying to his chest as if he’s really locked in deep astonishment. and if eddie is being slightly honest in usual antics and humor, he really is amazed that out of all the people at hawkin’s high, she took a liking to him. seriously, eddie the long-haired mean and scary freak munson with yet another beautiful, blonde cheerleader. he can’t wrap his head around it, even as he lifts his head to watch her smile beam and those bright eyes looking at him like he’s the fucking pope. well, the pope probably wouldn’t have condoned sneaking out at three am to get high and look at the stars.
but when has anyone ever even looked at him like he’s...worth more than what society see him as? yes, his uncle believes in his talent and hellfire worships him like he’s actually the ring smeagol busted five nuts over, but it’s rare for anyone to actually see edward munson and not the weirdo who plays dnd and spout heated facts atop a lunchroom table. it’s still him, but it isn’t all that he is. for a second, he allowed himself to believe that things would be different with chrissy, even if they were complete opposites.
and it’s happening again like deja vu with mindy and eddie feels like he’s on a nonstop roller coaster because his life can’t get any more complicated than it is right now. these are the thoughts concealed deep within his heavy metal heart and doesn’t scratch the surface with his big, expressive brown eyes and a smile peeling back far enough to reveal trademarked dimples. ❝ i’m just returning the favor, y’know? you’ve been looking out for me and keeping me company, so... i mean it’s not just a favor, but you’re always visiting me in that dusty ass boathouse. it’s...well, this change in scenery and having you here? i can’t lie and say i’m leaping for joy given the circumstances, but i am happy you’re here. and i’m happy that my company makes you happy. ❞