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Warnings - fluff, tiny bit of angst, nsfw, gn!reader
A/N - rewatched the film recently, had to get this off my chest. First time writing headcanons.
How You Meet (setting the scene) -
You worked behind the snack counter, stuck in a reputative motion of serving popcorn, and cold soft drinks to the never-ending line of patrons. All while wearing the too wide, stretched grin that every staff member adorned throughout the day.
You first meet Eric on a particular slow afternoon, when the floor was mostly deserted of customers. It was Monsters week, in the middle of July. You tried to pass the time, flipping through a magazine while smacking on a cheap piece of pink bubble gum.
Eric was probably already a familiar face to you, and everyone else who worked at the theater. He would come in all hours of the day, usually late afternoons and nights. Although you never had the chance to talk to him.
So when he strolled up to the counter, shifting his gaze to the glass case of over-priced candy, you thought "fuck it." With the agonizingly slow clock counting down your shift, a little conversation wouldn't hurt to help pass the time.
"What can I get you?" you asked, leaning against the glass counter top.
"Just popcorn, please." He replied, fumbling for his wallet.
While you were busy readying the popcorn, you peered over at him.
"So, you here to watch Dracula again?"
He blinked, slowly as if trying to process your question. Then, suddenly you noticed his eyes come to life, like you had slot a coin in a game machine.
"Oh, ah no. I'm actually here to see a showing for Frankenstein."
"With Boris Karloff, right?"
"Yeah, did you know he-
Before you knew it he had talked your ear off for over 30 minutes, missing a majority of the film. In the end, he had timidly asked you out.
You looked over his lanky frame, and poor posture. His brown eyes were dark and bruised, as if he hardly slept.
He was cute, and you couldn't remember the last time you went out on a date with someone.
So, against your better judgment, you slipped him your number.
And the rest was history.
Relationship Headcanons -
okay let's get into it.
♥︎ Eric, undoubtedly, loves movie dates. Whether at home, the cinema or at those dingy drive-in's with shitty speakers. He loves having your warm body curled up into his side, while watching whatever is on screen.
♥︎ This also gives him a chance to ramble, from obscure facts about the film to the passing faces of background actors he happens to know the name of.
♥︎ He was worried at first, that you would find it annoying. People tend to think he talks too much, and often tell him to "shut the fuck up." Over time though, as the relationship progresses, that initial worry subsides.
♥︎ Will take you to new screenings every chance he gets. He has a pre-made list of every movie coming out during a certain month, and dammit he's not missing a single one-
♥︎ Will drive you around town, on the company vespa that he's definitely not borrowing on company time eric please, you're going to get fired-
♥︎ Loves it when you run your fingers through his dirty blonde hair. If you two are in his room, he'll gently place his head in your lap, quietly signaling to you. It helps soothe him to sleep, especially on nights when his insomnia is getting the best of him.
♥︎ Will stay over at your place most nights, to get away from his aunt Stella. Sometimes, after a particularly bad argument with her, he'll show up at your doorstep. Eyes red, and irritated from crying.
♥︎ He confessed to you one night, that he blamed himself for his mother's death (since she died during childbirth.) He was practically curled up in your lap, shoulders shaking from crying so hard.
♥︎ I can see Eric being a cuddly person. Loves it when your arms are wrapped around him, while he rests his head in the crook of your neck. Something about being held, reassures that nagging part of his brain that thinks he's not good enough.
♥︎ He definitely quotes romantic lines from some of his favorite films to you. Some examples -
"Never be jealous again. Never doubt that I love you more than the world. More than myself." Camille, 1936.
"I haven't been afraid since I've known you." Gaslight, 1944.
"You're wonderful. There's a magnificence in you, Tracy." The Philadelphia Story, 1940.
♥︎ Is not typically jealous, but due to being told he's worthless most of the time (from his aunt) I assume he battles with a lot of insecurity. He's not the most striking looking guy, and happens to be a lot smaller and thinner.
♥︎ So there are times when he'll need reassurance that you're there and want to be with him.
NSFW Headcanons -
♥︎ Listen, Eric doesn't have much dating experience meaning there's a good chance he's a virgin when you two get together.
♥︎ He's definitely more of a sub, whining and whimpering constantly when he's beneath you.
♥︎ I imagine him being quiet handsy, grasping at your hips, thighs, waist just trying to feel more of you. His hands tend to shake, more from excitement than overall nerves.
♥︎ He's a little shy to admit it at first, but he would be into roleplaying. Due to his extensive knowledge on films, he has an entire list of scenes from favorite movies of his he wants to 'act out' with you (with his own spin).
♥︎ I can see him taking it seriously, wanting to dress the part and set the mood. Acts as if it's a proper stage production. Will only break character when you're rocking your hips against him, causing him to mewl and buck against you.
♥︎ He can be needy in the bedroom, pleading just to be inside of you or taste you. From his tear stricken face and parted swollen lips, you have a hard time denying him.
♥︎ You dressed up once, as his favorite actor/actress (as a birthday present).
♥︎ Practically fell to your feet, words of praise and adoration falling from his lips.
♥︎ He's a bit of a sloppy kisser at first, as he gets caught in frenzy at the warm feeling of your tongue against his.
♥︎ Is a bit of pervert/creep, if I'm being honest.
♥︎ Has stolen your underwear before when he thought you weren't looking (you were aware, and may or may not have left them out for him to find.)
♥︎ When you're not around, and he's home alone he'll jerk off with your underwear in his hand. The scratchy fabric causing him to shudder and recall past nights with you.
♥︎ Despite this, nothing will ever beat physically having you around (for him to squeeze and hold.)
