Warning: Fluff/comfort, a bit of angst, both Steve and reader are traumatized, lightly suggestive, soft Steve, talks of future and kids, yearner Steve, reader isn't ready to let go.
Summary: After the final battle leaves Hawkins quiet and scarred, Steve Harrington and the reader make a mutual decision to leave town for a while and recover at his parents’ long-abandoned beach house in California. What begins as a temporary escape turns into a sun-soaked summer of healing, emotional honesty, and growing intimacy. Between ocean air, late-night conversations, and lingering kisses, Steve confronts his desire for a future beyond Hawkins, one that includes love, stability, and children. At the same time, the reader wrestles with her own ties to home, family, and responsibility. Caught between staying and leaving, the two must decide whether this love is just for the summer or something meant to last. (He is so fine)
The world doesn’t end with a bang.
It ends with quiet.
That’s what surprises you the most after Hawkins finally stopped bleeding, after the gates are closed, after the sirens and screams and funeral casseroles. You expect something louder. A sign. A moment where the sky cracks open and says Congratulations, you survived.
Instead, it’s just silence.
And Steve Harrington is sitting beside you on the hood of his car, staring at a town neither of you recognizes anymore.
Hawkins looks smaller now. Like something you outgrew without realizing it.
“You ever notice,” Steve says slowly, voice rough in that way it gets when he’s thinking too hard, “how this place only ever lets us breathe once it’s done hurting us?”
You hum in agreement, leaning your head against his shoulder. He smells like sun and soap and something familiar that settles your nerves. Safety, maybe.
You’re exhausted in a way sleep doesn’t fix. So is he. Everyone is. But Steve has been hovering ever since it ended, never more than an arm’s length away, as if he lets go, something might drag you both back under.
“You don’t have to stay,” he adds, quieter. “Here, I mean.”
You turn to look at him. His eyes are fixed on the horizon, jaw tight, hands clasped together like he’s bracing himself for impact.
“I know,” you say. “But I want to. My mom… Dustin…for now”
Steve nods. Of course you do. You’ve always been like that, rooted, loyal, choosing people over escape even when it costs you something.
He’s always admired that about you.
It’s why this is hard.
The idea comes three days later, tossed out like a joke while you’re sitting on the floor of Family Video, surrounded by boxes neither of you have the energy to unpack.
“My parents have a beach house,” Steve says suddenly.
You blink. “Your parents- parents?”
“Unfortunately,” he says dryly. “Somewhere in California. It’s empty. Has been for years.”
The way he says it, casual but hopeful, makes your chest ache.
“A beach,” you repeat.
“Sun. Ocean. No monsters. No sirens,” he adds, then glances at you. “No, Hawkins.”
You hesitate. He sees it immediately.
“It wouldn’t be forever,” he says quickly. “Just… a while, you know, to breathe. Recover. Relax.”
Recover. Relax. Words that feel foreign on your tongue.
Your mother would worry, but she would understand. Dustin would complain but secretly be proud, too busy with college applications to even really notice. And Steve, Steve looks like he’s been holding his breath since the world almost ended.
“A while,” you echo.
Steve smiles then, slow and bright and a little disbelieving, like he can’t quite trust that this is real. Like summer has just cracked open in front of him.
The beach house smells like salt and dust and old money.
It’s perched on a cliff overlooking the ocean, all wide windows and white-painted wood, the kind of place meant for vacations that never quite happen. The air is warm, the sun relentless, the waves loud enough to drown out memory.
For the first time in months, your shoulders loosen.
Steve drops your bags by the door and immediately kicks off his shoes, toes curling into the cool tile.
“This,” he announces, spreading his arms wide, “is where I officially stop being responsible for anyone.”
You laugh, a real laugh, surprising both of you, and something inside your chest unlocks.
The days fall into an easy rhythm.
Mornings are slow. Coffee on the deck. Bare feet and sun-warmed skin. Steve cooks badly and insists it’s part of the charm. You read books you barely follow. Sometimes you talk about nothing. Sometimes you don’t talk at all.
Afternoons blur into beach towels and saltwater, Steve diving into the waves like he’s sixteen again, hair wild and face open and free. You watch him like that, alive, unguarded, and wonder how anyone ever thought of him as just the King of Hawkins High.
At night, the air cools, and the house fills with the sound of the ocean. You cook together, shoulders brushing, tension humming low and constant. There’s an awareness between you that wasn’t there before, like the danger stripped something bare and left everything else exposed.
The heat doesn’t help.
Neither does the way Steve looks at you lately, eyes lingering, smile slower, touch deliberate.
One night, after too much wine and a sunset that sets the sky on fire, you find yourselves on the couch, legs tangled, the space between you charged.
Steve’s hand rests on your thigh, warm and solid. It’s been there for a while. Neither of you mentions it.
“You ever think,” he says softly, “that this feels… temporary?”
Your breath catches.
“Like summer,” he continues. “Like something you’re not supposed to want to last.”
You turn toward him. His face is open, vulnerable in a way that makes your chest ache.
“I don’t want it to be temporary,” you admit.
His thumb brushes lightly against your skin, just enough to make your heart stutter.
Neither of you moves for a long moment.
Then he leans in.
The kiss is slow. Careful. Like he’s asking permission even though he already has it. His lips are warm, tasting faintly of wine and sea air, and when you kiss him back, it feels like choosing something instead of surviving it.
He pulls back just enough to rest his forehead against yours.
“Tell me if I’m crossing a line,” he murmurs.
You kiss him again instead. Reaching for more than you ever have.
It’s a few nights later, tangled in sheets with the windows open and the sound of the ocean filling the room, when the conversation happens.
It starts small.
“Do you ever think about the future?” Steve asks, staring at the ceiling.
You stiffen slightly. “Sometimes.”
“I think about kids,” he says, like he’s confessing a crime. “A lot, actually.”
You turn onto your side, propping yourself up on one elbow. “Steve-”
“I know,” he says quickly. “I know it’s not… now. Or maybe not ever. I just-after everything? I want something normal. Loud. Messy. A house that feels full.”
His voice cracks just a little.
You swallow. “I don’t know if I’m ready for that. I don’t even know if I ever will be.”
He nods, eyes closing briefly. “I figured.”
Silence stretches between you, heavy but not hostile.
“I don’t want to leave Hawkins,” you say finally. “Not for good. My mom needs me. Dustin-he’s still a kid, even if he pretends he’s not.”
Steve exhales slowly.
“I think about leaving,” he admits. “All the time. I don’t think this place ever gave me a chance to be anything else.”
You reach for his hand, lacing your fingers together.
“I’m scared of choosing wrong,” you say.
He turns toward you then, eyes soft, certain in a way that steadies you.
“I’ll follow you,” he says simply. “Wherever you go. However long it takes.”
Your throat tightens.
“Steve-”
“I mean it,” he says, squeezing your hand. “I don’t need it all figured out. I just need you.”
You lean in, kissing him slowly and deeply, sealing something unspoken between you.
Outside, the waves keep rolling in, endless, patient, constant.
“You been chatting up alotta guys on your road trip?” Eddie asked with a grin, swirling the liquor around in his glass hearing the ice clink. It was rare for anyone to actually listen to his band when they’re playing at the bar, let alone want to talk to him after their set.
“Nope, just you.” Y/N replied casually. She took a sip from her glass. “What about you? You get a lot of groupies?” Eddie let out a single loud Ha!
“No definitely not.” He shook his head. “Girls don’t really like to look in my general direction.”
“What the fuck are you on about?” Y/N questioned, leaning dramatically forward, making Eddie giggle. He put a hand on the back of his neck and looked over to the other side of the bar.
“Uh well weirdo nerd metalheads aren’t exactly the big thing around here.”
“But you’re hot!” Eddie laughed harder. “Are the girls in this town fuckin blind or something??” Y/N downed the rest of her drink. Eddie rubbed his face with his hand.
“Aww man where the hell did you come from” Eddie mumbled to himself.
You have to tell Steve you’re moving away to Lenora…
Steve parks up at the drive away to Y/N Byers house. He sees her and El on the porch swing hugging with tears in their eyes. She softly kisses El on the forehead as Will walks out calling her to come inside…seeing Will who just looked like he stopped crying. Y/N looks up with a forced smile running down the porch to Steve as he gets out of his care concerned and slightly scared.
“Hey…” She took a deep breath, her voice barely above a whisper, eyes glossy.
“Y/N?” His brows pulled together instantly as he stepped closer. “What’s wrong? Why are you and El crying?” His voice softened, panic already creeping in.
“Mom… she’s… we’re moving.” She swallowed hard, her hands shaking slightly.
“What? Where? To Mike’s place?” He let out a short, nervous laugh, like he was hoping praying it was a joke.
“Lenora…” She looked down, avoiding his eyes.
“Where is that?” He was already shaking his head, like he didn’t want the answer.
“California…” Her voice cracked at the end.
“What? Why?” His tone sharpened, frustration mixing with fear.“Why would you? why would she?”
“Steve, really? We lost Hopper… Will and El are a mess…” She wiped at her face, shaking her head. “It’s not safe to be here with them anymore.”
Steve exhaled hard, running a hand through his hair, pacing once like he was trying to think of literally anything to stop this. “Then don’t go.” He blurted it out, turning back to her. “Move in with me.”
“Steve…” She looked up at him, caught off guard.
“No, I’m serious.” He stepped closer, voice urgent. “You can take the spare room…hell, you can take my room, I don’t care. I’ll figure something out.”
He gestured wildly, already planning it in his head.“It’ll take some convincing, yeah, but we can make it work. I can drive you to Lenora, like, once a month or something every week if you want—I’ll”
“Steve…” She reached for his arm, stopping him. He froze, looking at her like everything depended on what she said next.
“I can’t leave my family behind… especially Mom and El.” Her voice softened, breaking a little.
Steve’s expression fell, his shoulders dropping as the reality finally hit. “God… this is really happening…”
He looked away for a second, jaw tightening “When are you leaving?”
“In a week…” She took a shaky breath. “I’ll be up for the summer! Or—you could come over for the summer!”
Steve let out a small, disbelieving huff, shaking his head. “Y/N… it’s only September.” His voice was softer now, but heavier.
“I know…” She pressed her lips together, trying not to cry again.
“It’s so damn unfair…” She looked back at him, eyes searching.
“Will you wait for me?” Steve didn’t answer right away. He just looked at her really looked at her like he was trying to memorize every detail.
Then he stepped closer, gently taking her hands.“Y/N… it took me…” He let out a small, breathy laugh. “…a demogorgon attack with a baseball bat full of nails…a busted up face…to be trapped in a secret Russian elevator…and a big ass mindflayer” His thumb brushed over her knuckles.
“…to figure out how to tell you how much I love you.”
His voice was steady now, no hesitation. “So yeah. I’ll wait.”
He swallowed, eyes soft. “I’ll wait as long as it takes.”
“Oh, Steve…” She exhaled shakily, stepping into him.
“I love you so much.” He pulled her in, one hand coming up to cradle her face, his thumb brushing gently under her eye where tears had fallen.
For a moment, he just looked at her really looked like he was trying to hold onto this exact version of her forever. Then he leaned in. The kiss was soft at first… hesitant, like he was afraid if he moved too fast, she might disappear.
But she kissed him back immediately, gripping his shirt tightly, like this right here was the only thing keeping her grounded. It deepened just slightly, still gentle, still careful, more of a promise than anything else. Something unspoken, something that didn’t need words. When they finally pulled apart, their foreheads rested together, both of them a little breathless.
Steve let out a shaky exhale, his hand still holding her face like he couldn’t quite let go. “I mean it… I’m not going anywhere.”
And this time, when he pulled her back into him, it was tighter, stronger, like he was trying to memorize exactly how it felt to hold her… before he had to let her go.
Summary - You start trading Eddie little nick knacks for kisses
A/N - Tiiiniest little drabble from my drafts because I feel bad not being able to post any new writing, 1k words
“What’s this?” Eddie’s eyes weren't even looking at the rock you were holding up in front of him, his dark, doe brown eyes were linked to yours, and he wasn’t planning on looking away.
“A rock,” you smiled proudly at him, the small stone glinting softly in the sunlight as you held it up, with tiny streaks of crystal scattering the light and reflecting onto his face.
“I can see it’s a rock sweetheart,” he said as he picked the small rock from your fingers before holding it up to the sunlight and admiring it. “But why?”
“I dunno- I saw it and it looked pretty, I wanted to give it to you,” you wrung your hands together as you spoke and in that moment Eddie knew you had to be the most adorable creature to ever walk this earth-
“So you saved it? Brought it all the way here to me?” Eddie asked you with big eyes, the rock long since pocketed in his black ripped jeans, and you nodded in response to his question, biting your lip ever so slightly.
“Why thank you sweetheart,” his voice was soft as he spoke, and he was close enough that you could hear every slight shift in his voice, every breath and tone change. Eddie’s arm was wrapped around your waist bringing you impossibly close to him. “How could I ever repay you?”
It was painstakingly clear what he wanted, his lips were hovering over yours, almost brushing but just barely not, yet you could still swear you would know what he would taste like when he finally kissed you.
“A kiss perhaps?” your eyebrows raised ever so slightly and you tipped your head to the side, pursing your lips together as you looked at him.
“A fair trade indeed,” Eddie cooed at you softly, his rough hands grabbing your face and cupping it in his hands before he connected your lips together. His lips slightly chapped, but yet they were always softer than you expected, and he kissed you with such gentle care almost as if he was worried about shattering you in his grip.
“There, I think that is reward enough don’t you?” Before you could protest Eddie’s lips had left yours and you could tell he was fighting back the smirk that was nipping at the corner of his mouth. You pouted at him and stood on your tiptoes to try and reach his lips, which easily cracked his facade and his grin broke out over his face.
“Nuh-uh my love, that wasn’t our deal, I’ll suppose you’ll just have to trade me more.”
That was the first time you and Eddie exchanged a trade, and it was only the first of many times. After that you did whatever you could to find things to trade with him. Little knick knacks, a scrunchie, more pretty rocks you would pick up on the walk to his trailer, and once you made him a friendship bracelet that had him peppering your face in kisses.
“You know, I think you might end up collecting all the pebbles in Hawkins if you keep this up,” he once told you just before he gave you your well earned kiss. “I don’t care- if it means you’ll kiss me like that again I’ll do anything.
“Well, do you have something else to trade with me?”
It wasn’t as if he wouldn’t gladly give you as many kisses as you wanted, all you had to do was ask him, and you did. But you still loved the little trades you shared, and you loved finding little things to trade with him.
It almost became a little game to you, find the prettiest rock, the most perfect shell, make him something that you knew he would appreciate for more than just your small deals.
However, what you didn’t know was that Eddie kept everything you traded him, while he would pocket whatever little trinket you had brought him, when he got home, or when you weren’t looking he would slip it into the little box he had started keeping under his bed.
Even the bracelet you made for him, after he had given you your kiss he excitedly asked you to help him tie it around his wrist and after that it became a regular accessory, sitting just below his usual leather cuff. It was almost a little funny seeing the hand braided colourful friendship bracelet tied around his wrist next to the hard and cut black leather, it was such a stark contrast that it shouldn’t make sense yet somehow it did so perfectly.
It was almost like a sense of pride for him, every now and then he would reach under his bed to fumble around for the box, pouring out all the small trinkets onto his bed just to scoop them all up into his hands. Like a goblin would with his gold coins.
And it would lead to the silliest little pieces of conversation between the two of you. Like the time you were sitting on the couch, his hand tangled with yours when you pulled a slightly cracked shell out of your pocket, you didn’t even have to say anything. He simply picked it from your hand and started examining it against the dimmed light in the trailer living room.
“I don’t think this is enough for a kiss my love, my rates have gone up,” his voice was silky smooth as he spoke, and his thumb was on your chin forcing you to part your lips ever so slightly and the softest whine escaped from your lips. “Would you settle for a kiss on the cheek?”
“Everything is so expensive in this economy these days,” you muttered and complained, pouting ever so slightly at him to try and gain some affection in your bargaining.
“Oh but you’re so cute, how am I supposed to resist?” Eddie let the question hang in the air for a moment before he kissed you.
This is the first real story I have ever written and I'm really proud of it and I wanted to share it with you all. Please give me ALL the feedback!!
Synopsis: You're a virgin and you want to have sex before you turn 23 but the only person you feel that you can trust is your best friend.
Oh also, in this Eddie refers to reader by their last name a couple of times which is the (Y/L/N)
Warnings: SMUT and Kink!! This piece is intended for 18+ only.
Word Count: 5.5k
We had been friends since we’re 13. I honestly considered Eddie to be my closest friend of everyone. We both had childhoods that weren’t so great and we were always able to bond over that unlike most people in Hawkins who came from a wealthy two parent home.
Eddie and I always had a “thing” for each other but it just felt like we could never get the timing right. He always had someone he was seeing or vice versa. There was a VERY brief time we tried dating our sophomore year of high school but we just weren’t at the same place mentally and it was clear that neither of us needed to be in a relationship at that time - after all we were just kids. Though we had a failed romantic relationship, that had no effect on our platonic relationship.
Even after all this time I still considered him to be my closest friend. He was always there for me, no questions asked. In my heart I couldn’t help but wonder if we tried again, would it work this time ? Twenty something’s who are mildly established and semi know what we want out of life.
I pushed that thought to the farthest part of my mind as there was something else that was bothering me that I really needed to address. You see, I’m still a virgin. I’m twenty two and the most I’ve ever done with a guy is make out. It’s not that I don’t want to have sex, I just haven’t felt that any guy I’ve been with I can trust enough.
Sex is about exposing your most vulnerable parts and there wasn’t one single male I could think of that I trust enough to do that with … except Eddie.
So I hatched a plan and hoped for the best. I was going to ask my best friend to have sex with me. You know, like a favor ? It was strictly sex. No relationship and no strings attached. He was free to be with whoever he wanted to and so was I. This was literally just about sex. Nothing more, nothing less.
A couple of weeks passed before I found myself able to work up the courage. We had mutual friends and that evening the whole gang of us were together. We had a movie night at Eddie’s trailer as we tend to do at least once a month.
The movie ended and one by one each friend left. As I had anticipated, it was just me and Eddie. I needed him all to myself so I didn’t have to worry about anyone possibly hearing and completely ruining everything.
We sat on the couch together. I was sitting with my legs crossed and a pillow in my lap that I had been fidgeting with for almost ten minutes now. Eddie sat across from me with his legs sprawled out while his feet pressed into my legs.
“You seemed a little off tonight." He questioned while staring at me squinty eyed. “Is everything okay ? Not like you to be so quiet.”
I continued to stare down at my fingers while I fidgeted with the pillow. I wasn’t sure I could look him in the eyes while talking about what I wanted to.
I let out a light sigh. “Uh- yeah, no I’m good… but there was something I was hoping to ask you about. It’s been on my mind and I’m a little nervous to be honest.”
His face immediately started to look concerned. He sat up from his lying down position so that he was now sitting cross legged style staring directly at me. I could feel his gaze. He was trying to assess me and figure out what I was talking about.
“Oh okay? Well .. the floor is all yours (Y/L/N).”
I finally got the courage to look him directly in the eyes. My palms were sweaty and I could feel a burst of energy hit me. Adrenaline had kicked in and it felt like it was working overtime. I stood up so I felt less restrained.
“You see…” I began to pace slightly around the living room.
“We’ve been friends for what ? Like ten years now ?” I started. “I consider you to be my best friend. Someone I can trust no matter what. Someone I know who will drop everything they’re doing to be with me if I needed you.”
I looked up and now his face was extremely puzzled. He had undone his legs from the crossed position so that his feet were resting on the floor. He leaned forward with his forearms resting on his knees as he began twisting his rings around which is something I know he does when he’s nervous.
“Well I need a favor... You know my birthday is in a couple of weeks and it got me thinking. I’m about to be a 23 year old virgin.”
At this point I was absolutely terrified to look at his face but I knew I needed to. I wanted him to know that I was 100% serious.
His eyebrows were now furrowed as if he was trying to pick up on where this is going but he had no luck.
I continued on, “I know that you’re a bit more experienced than me about that topic…uh .. sex that is.” Come on (Y/N) keep it together here you thought to yourself.
“Well to just come out and say it… I was uh.. hoping that you could do me the favor of being my first. I just want to get it over with so I don’t have to think about it anymore. And I don’t want a relationship and I expect nothing from you in return. Our relationship would remain exactly how it is right now- absolutely no strings attached. Just a one time thing and I completely understand if you don’t want to.” I felt as if I was starting to ramble now.
His face at this point was unreadable. His confused face had left and he seemed much more relaxed now but I didn’t know if this was a good kind of relaxed or bad kind of relaxed.
Was he trying to figure out how to get me to leave ? Did he think I was absolutely psychotic ?
My face was red hot at this point. I was more embarrassed than I had ever been in my entire life.
He sat there with no response still. His lips were pursed together as if he was thinking about something.
Probably how absolutely insane I am for asking this.
“You know what? I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have asked you this. I don’t know what I was thinking…” I trailed off and turned around to grab my purse and see myself out. “I’ll just go. I'm sorry.” I blurted out again.
I turned back around, purse resting on my shoulder and shoes on my feet. I wanted to run for the hills at this point. My heart was racing and all I could think about was how I just ruined my longest friendship. I just wanted to go home and cry.
Before I could leave he stood up. Staring at me for a moment with an expression that I could only describe as lustful. I felt like my body was paralyzed. I couldn’t move or speak at this point. I just needed him to say or do something. Literally anything.
Without any words he walked over to me and stared down into my eyes. As if he was assessing to make sure this was what I wanted. His eyes burned into mine.
He wrapped his left hand around my neck, intertwining his fingers into my hair so that he had a controlling grip while he placed his right hand at my hip. Before I could process the whole situation, I felt the warmth of his soft lips graze over mine. Almost like he was teasing me before he firmly pressed onto me.
It felt as if our lips were perfectly in sync with each other. This wasn’t our first kiss though. Eddie very courageously asked me to slow dance at our Sophomore year Homecoming to which he used the opportunity to slyly get a kiss. Of course there were other kisses too during the time we tried dating but none of them compared to this. No, nothing like this one at all.
It felt like there was a fire between us. Like I was starving for more than he could give me. Like I needed him more than ever at this moment.
I snaked my arms around his neck so he knew to keep going. With every press of our lips I could feel the heat rising in my core. A spark had been ignited and I had no intention of putting it out.
He pulled away gently and it prompted me to let out a gasp. I hadn’t expected it. He let out a chuckle and flashed me that grin that could make me melt. Especially right now.
“Easy girl. I need to breathe too.” He spoke softly.
I know he said it as a joke but I couldn’t laugh right now. I was so lost in my desire for him that all I could think about was what I wanted to do to him… what I wanted him to do to me.
I pulled away some, trying to clear my head a little bit. My heart felt like it was going a mile a minute and I needed to catch my breath.
“Well …? Is that a yes ?” I let out quietly after a moment.
“Oh was that answer not obvious ?” He laughed again and walked closer to me to fill the small gap between us.
“I would love nothing more than to be your first. Frankly, I’m quite honored… and I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t thought about this moment countless times”
My breath hitched in my throat. I almost felt drunk. My ability to speak suddenly felt inhibited. All I wanted to do was find the nearest bed and rip his clothes off immediately. The thought of his bare body alone made me wet.
I smiled up at him not knowing what to say next. He took my hands into his and stared down at me.
“Are you sure this is what you want though?” He asked while squeezing my hands gently. “I wouldn’t want you to regret it and I’m not ready to lose my best friend.”
My smile faded. “Eddie, you are the only man I have ever trusted. The thought of losing my virginity to anyone else just doesn’t seem right… I love you.” I breathed out.
He gently bent down and kissed me again but this time he wrapped his arms around my waist and hoisted my body upwards so that he was now carrying me with my legs wrapped around his torso. He never broke our kiss while doing so. I let out a quiet squeal not realizing he was going to grab me like that.
I had forgotten how soft and warm his lips were. All I could think about is how they would feel on my body. I envisioned him planting small kisses all over me.
There I go feeling the wetness in my panties again.
Before I realized it, he had carried me to his bedroom, kicking the door behind him so it shut. He broke our kiss to sit me down on his bed.
I couldn’t take my eyes off him. He didn’t say a word as I watched him make his way around his room searching for something.
“Ah!” I heard him say. I watched him grab a small purple bottle and foil packet from his top dresser drawer.
“It’s been a while since I’ve needed these.” He said as he walked back over to me.
He threw the purple bottle down which I now recognize to be lubricant, along with a condom. He discarded the band tee he had been wearing all night and threw it on the floor behind him.
I had been watching him so intently. He leaned down in front of me so that he was now on his knees in between my legs. He gently touched my thigh through my jeans and looked up at me.
“Can I take your clothes off for you?” He asked.
My mouth felt like the Sahara desert at this point. It became hard to speak so instead I just nodded at him.
His ringed fingers found their way to the hem of my blouse. He gently tugged upward at the material. My torso slowly becoming exposed as he pulled the shirt off me.
He threw my shirt in the pile with his own and then simply continued to kneel in front of me without saying a word. I didn’t know what he was doing but all I could think was that he had changed his mind after seeing me so exposed.
I began wrapping my arms around my waist but before I could he grabbed my wrists.
“No. No, please don’t.” He stammered. “I want to see you. All of you.”
He released my wrists and I unwrapped my arms so that they were now sitting at my sides. I had worn a black bra with a white lace trim. It was the only one that I had matching underwear for and I figured if there was going to be one occasion I would wear this for, this was it.
He raised his hand and started tracing the lace. “Tell me if you start to feel uncomfortable at all.” He said.
I nodded again while watching his eyes slowly drift over my body. My skin was so on fire at this point that his touch felt like a cold ice cube melting over me.
Once he finished tracing the lace on my bra his hands moved downward to the button on my jeans. He slowly released the button and began unzipping. I laid my body back so that he could easily remove them.
The pants joined the floor pile of clothing.
He seemed surprised at the fact that my underwear matched my bra. A very good surprised though.
“You wore these.. just for me ?” He asked while his fingers began tracing the lace on my panties. His finger dipped lower and lower. I could feel his graze starting to reach my core. I simply nodded at him for a third time.
His face was so concentrated at this point. I wanted to know what he was thinking but I was too afraid to ask. He then cracked a smile.
“Excited are we?” He asked. Oh.. he must have felt the repercussions of what had happened in the living room. My face must have turned red because he seemed to have known I felt embarrassed for it.
“No no. Don’t.” He shushed my thoughts. “This has to be one of the greatest compliments I’ve ever received.” He said while letting out a laugh.
My lips pursed and I couldn’t help but chuckle to myself.
“Come here.” He said while motioning his index finger for me to come toward him.
God all I could think about is how good that finger would feel inside of me.
I was sitting back up again on the edge of his bed practically naked. I couldn’t believe this was actually happening. He wrapped his hand around my chin and pulled me in. I don’t think I could get enough of his lips, I thought to myself before being cut off by the sensation of his fingers running over my clit. I accidentally moaned into his mouth. Fuck that felt amazing.
“Mmmm..” he hummed as he pulled away. “Does that feel good? I need you to tell me what you like, baby.” He asked damn well knowing that it felt good.
I nodded once more.
“No. You need to say it.” He spoke again while running his fingers over me.
I began breathing heavier. “Yes.. that feels so good. Please don’t stop.”
He smiled clearly liking that answer. “Oh I had no intention of stopping my love.” He said while rubbing over me once more.
I felt like I could combust right there and then. My legs were almost shaking and I couldn’t think straight. I never wanted this feeling to end.
His head dipped to nudge my chin so that he could kiss my neck. Oh my weakness.
His hands moved upward and eventually found their way to my back. He fidgeted with the clasp of my bra for a moment until it snapped open while still placing kisses on me.
He got my bra off so quick that it made me wonder, how many times has he actually done this before ? I pushed that thought to the back of my mind. This is no time to be wandering off. There was a job to be done.
I held onto the front of my bra for a moment before letting go. I felt so nervous suddenly. This was it. I was literally about to bare it all to my best friend. Eddie was about to be the first man to ever see me naked.
Though I trusted him more than anything in this world, I still couldn’t help but feel scared. I felt like the last piece of my “childhood” was about to disappear and then just like that, I would be a full fledged woman.
He must have noticed my slight hesitation as I clung to the straps still.
“It’s not too late to say no.” He spoke. “I can leave this room right now if you want to get dressed and go home.”
This sentence alone reminded you why you loved him as much as you did. He cared about your well being so deeply and wanted to make sure he could do everything in his power to make sure you felt comfortable and safe.
You grabbed his hands that were now sitting carefully by your knees- your bra barely hanging off your shoulder. “No.” You spoke. “I just needed a moment. I’m okay. I’m more than okay actually. Please don’t stop.” You slid the straps down your arms and discarded it with the rest of your clothing. Just one piece of clothing now standing in the way of you being completely naked.
He leaned forward again to push you to lie down. He hovered his body over yours, continuing to sprinkle you with soft kisses. First your neck, then your collar bone, then he kissed down in between your breasts. The feeling was incomparable to anything else you’ve ever felt before.
Your thought was disrupted when you felt his tongue glide over your nipple while his fingers tweaked the other.
“Ohh” you let out. You never knew how good it could have felt to have your nipples played with. You threw your head back just a little to bask in the sensations you were experiencing.
You needed more but you didn’t want him to stop what he was doing so you carefully moved your hands from your side and began touching yourself.
This wasn’t something you were unfamiliar with by any means. You masturbate all the time, but this was different.
You felt the fabric of your underwear and it was absolutely soaked. You pressed your fingers onto your clit with just enough pressure to make you let out a moan. It was at this point Eddie realized what you were doing.
“Oh. You like this, huh? Are you touching yourself for me baby?” He cooed into your chest. After kissing your neck once more he moved back onto his knees like he was prior. He swatted your hand away and began kissing your thigh upward.
Oh god. This was just as you pictured it before.
“Your skin … is so soft ..” he murmured. You felt a jolt of electricity run through you. God he was a fucking tease. His hands ran up the sides of your legs eventually stopping at the waistband of your underwear. “May I?” He asked oh so politely.
“Eddie please. Rip these off me already.” You basically moaned out. You didn’t have to tell him twice because before you could process it the last piece of your clothing was gone. This was it. This was what you’ve been waiting for.
“I want to make you cum now if that’s okay ? Since it’s your first time you likely won’t from penetration.” He asked me through thigh kisses.
He was definitely right. I don’t think I’ll enjoy the actual sex part itself but oh my god the rest was pure ecstasy.
“Yes. Oh god yes I need to cum.” You moaned out.
You heard him whisper “fuck” to himself before making his way to your glistening pussy. His hair tickling you along the way.
He kissed your clit and then pressed his lips into the side of your upper thigh.
“Baby please. I feel like I’m gonna cum just from foreplay. I need your mouth. Please.” You were practically begging him to eat you out. You didn’t even care how desperate you might sound. You needed that release.
“Yes my love” he simply responded and before you knew it his tongue had dived into you. His mouth was completely enclosed onto you. You could feel the gentle sucking and flicking he was doing to your clit. He would take turns between sucking and tongue fucking you.
Your fists clenched into the blanket you laid on. Your head thrown back as far as you could possibly go. “Oh-my..” you spit out. “I’m gonna- c-cum” You felt almost embarrassed for the way he had you wrapped around his finger. He barely had to work for your orgasm. Eddie moved his arms up your body and you suddenly felt the coolness of his rings graze over your nipples and that was it. You were done for.
With your mouth agape you couldn’t talk and you couldn’t move. Eddie felt the pulsation on his tongue as he finished you off. This had to have been the longest orgasm you ever had.
After your body started to settle, Eddie kissed you clit once more and snaked his body upward so that he was laying on his side next to you.
Your eyes were shut while you tried to steady your breathing. You could feel him staring at you but you were too relaxed to care. You were coming down from the greatest high you’ve ever felt.
You opened your eyes after a few minutes and looked over to him. He was still watching you, taking everything in.
“I’m sorry.” You barely we’re able to speak. “I didn’t think it would happen so fast… my god you can do wonders with that mouth.”
He just smiled and laughed. “It’s a gift I suppose.” He said.
You felt curious in the moment. “Can I .. taste?” You asked him. His face not quite knowing what you meant.
“Uh well I mean can I kiss you ? I wanna taste it.” He seemed shocked and super turned on at the same time.
Without speaking he leaned in and kissed me. Dipping his tongue onto mine. Letting me really get the whole thing. “Mmmm” I moaned. He released me.
“You are full of surprises (Y/L/N). I wish I could get into that head of yours and know exactly what you’re thinking right now.”
I looked away and smiled. “I'm thinking why the hell it took me so long to work up the courage to do this.” And laughed.
We laid there in silence for a couple of minutes before speaking again. I wanted more. I felt like I couldn’t get enough of the feelings he gave me. I needed to know what else he could do to me.
Without saying a word I rolled over and straddled him. My pussy pressing into his lower abdomen. He would probably have a trail of juices from me once I move off. I didn’t care. In fact it excited me more.
I ran my hands through his chest hair first and then casually worked my way up to his face, leaning down and pressing my lips onto his.
I could feel his hands grab at my ass trying to push me into him harder. His hips began to push upward into me. The pressure from his jeans on my clit made me feel like I could burst again at any time.
My hands tweaked at his nipples while we kissed. He moaned into my mouth signaling to me that he liked that. I pulled away and moved his hands from my ass so that I could move myself down. Now sitting on his thighs I was in a perfect position to get what I wanted.
“Tell me something ..” I spoke. “Why the fuck are you still wearing pants?” I asked as partially a joke but also partially serious. I wanted to see his cock. I wanted to know what he tasted like.
He seemed surprised by my advances. At this point I didn’t care though. I felt no reservations about what we were doing.
“Be my guest.” He said while gesturing towards the zipper.
I undid the button and slowly pulled down the zipper suddenly feeling the heat rise inside me again. I could feel how hard he was getting through his pants. He lifted his lower body so that I could pull his clothing off. Once I removed his boxers, his cock practically sprung outward to be set free.
“You see what you do to me?” He asked.
Fuck I wanted him so badly now. The way he talked to me just made me drip more. I couldn’t control myself. I felt ravenous.
I had never given a blowjob before so I wasn’t sure where to start. He must have been reading my face because he leaned up some and said, “Hold the base while you lick the tip. Once you’re comfortable you slowly take in more. Don’t push yourself though.”
I felt so intimidated by his size. To be fair I didn’t have any experience to compare it to but I’ve watched enough porn to know he was sizable. He was what I would classify as an average length, however his width was twice the size I expected.
I moved from his body to get down on my knees in front of the bed just like he had for me. He stared down at me, studying my every move. I pushed myself up and grabbed the base just like he told me to. I barely touched him and he had already let out a grunt.
“Tsk tsk Munson. Getting excited already ?” I teased him like he did to me.
“Can you blame me ?” He asked while continuing to watch you.
You let your tongue slide right over the slit. It tasted a little salty. You explored the head of his cock with your tongue a little more while cradling his balls. It looked like guys really liked that in porn. Based off Eddie dropping his head a bit while I was doing it, I think they were right.
After getting a feel for the taste I began to bop my head lower on to his shaft. Girls make it look so easy.. I already wanna start gagging. I didn’t though. I held it in as much as I could.
Eddie began getting more excited as he began to push upward for me to take in more.
I watched his body move slowly up and down while he fucked my mouth. This was so hard but watching him enjoy it was worth it times a thousand.
“Fucking fuck” he let out. I thought about making a joke about his language but I didn’t want to disturb his pattern. He was enjoying it so much and I felt as if I could cum from just watching him enjoy himself.
“Baby are you sure you’ve never done this before ?” He asked through unsteady breaths.
I took him out of my mouth but continued to use my hand to glide up and down on him, using my saliva as a lubricant.
“You’re my one and only.” I told him while placing gentle kisses on his thighs.
“If you want me to cum during sex you need to stop. I don’t think I can take much more.” He said while pushing his hair from his now very sweaty forehead.
I did want him to cum while we fucked. I wanted to watch him cum inside me. The thought alone made me press my finger back onto my clit.
“I want you inside me Eddie. I need you. Now” I breathed.
He lunged his body forward and grabbed me by my waist, throwing me onto the bed.
Leaning over me he slid his hand onto my neck so that I was staring right at him.
“If I hurt you or if you don’t feel comfortable - Any reason at all you need me to stop, tell me. I want this to be all about you. Okay ?” He asked.
“Yes okay.” I said. He kissed me hard before moving down towards my hips. I watched as he leaned over to grab the lube and condom. It was like watching an artist paint. You couldn’t help but find it fascinating. The way he moved was so slow yet precise. He was so beautiful.
The sound of the foil being undone snapped you back to reality. You watched as he rolled the condom onto his firm cock. He squirted just a little bit of lube into his hand and stroked himself with it.
“Okay my love. I’m ready. Are you ready?” He asked while examining my face to make sure he knew I wasn’t lying.
“I’m ready. I need you.” You blurted.
He spread your thighs as far as they could go and used his fingers to massage your opening a little bit in hopes of loosening you up.
You felt the tip of his cock at your entrance and braced yourself. He leaned down over you, now hovering your mouth with his own.
He pushed himself into you just a tad but enough for you to gasp loudly into his mouth.
It hurt. It hurt a ton. But you didn’t want him to stop so you tried your best to suppress the pain.
“Keep going.” You murmured.
He had been waiting for the green light to keep going.
He bucked his hips further into you. This may have been the most painful thing you’ve ever felt in your whole life. It began to be too hard for you to mask your emotions. He was only about half way inside of you but it felt like much more than that. He sucked on your neck as he pushed just a little more.
You were thankful he couldn’t see your face right now. You let out moans but not the good kind- he didn’t need to know that though. I wanted this- I just needed to get through the discomfort. “Keep going.” You whispered.
“Fuck- oh fuck.” He quietly moaned out into your neck. “You feel so fucking tight. I could cum right now.”
This felt like the best opportunity to let him. As much as I wanted it, I needed it to be over soon. The pain was starting to become almost unbearable.
“Cum for me Eddie. Give me all of you.” You let out into his ear. That was all he needed.
He pushed himself all the way into you and you both began to cry out for two different reasons. Through the pain you watched him cum inside you.
His face was gorgeous as he let go. The noises that left his lips I wish I could hear over and over again.
His head fell into my chest and rested there for what felt like years. Time just stopped and you never wanted it to start again.
He slowly came back to life and lifted his body enough to pull out of you. He removed the condom and disposed of it before coming back to bed.
I just laid there in silence, basking in all my glory.
Eddie laid next to me with his arm wrapped around my waist.
“Well are the reviews in yet?” He asked with a grin.
I rolled to my side so that we were both looking at each other.
“I can honestly tell you that it was the best I’ve ever had.” I said before we both laughed.
“Hey I know I said that this only needed to happen one time but … I was kinda hoping maybe we could do it again sometime …?” You asked in a hopeful tone.
He smiled and leaned up to kiss me. “How about right now ?” He asked before climbing back on top of me.
A/N: Hey this is my frist fanfic I written. You’ll see many bad grammar on this so, don't be mean about it. Enjoy reading.
Eddie had his hand on the island table and was gazing lovingly at his wife while resting his head on his palm.
She was swinging her arm and cooing at James, their baby boy. The three-person household awoke at eight in the morning to begin the day. Eddie never imagined having a partner when he first got up in the morning. He certainly never imagined having a family.
He was always alone.
He has his bandmates and friends, sure, but he doesn't have a friend or significant other at his side. He continued his lonesome ritual of rising up and going to the proverbial school-gate of hell. He was thrilled to graduate and to have a good job that covers all of his expenses.
However, he wished he had someone by his side so he wouldn't feel alone. That is, up until his true love entered the room.
In Hawkin, the day was the usual. Eddie was receiving new music discs and stacking them. He was fortunate to be hired at the record store despite receiving numerous rejections due to his reputation. He was overjoyed. When the front door rang, he was standing at the counter, reading a magazine. He froze when he looked up. A girl walked in and was looking at the music disc. She was stunning. He rarely encounters attractive girls in high school. He observes her as she moves through each section and examines several discs. She went to the counter after finding one. Eddie panicked before swiftly calming down.
She said, "I liked to buy this." Eddie gazed at the disc's cover while nodding. When he noticed the cover, his eyes grew wide.
“Never believed you'd enjoy punk music, he remarked. She laughed and said, "Well, yeah..many of my friends were surprised when they heard my mixtape." Eddie grinned. He had never imagined hearing anything more wonderful.
"I understand their surprise . You appear to be a girl who enjoys pop music, just like everyone else,” he continued. She smiled and turned to gaze at him. He felt anxious because he assumed she would judge his appearance.
She remarked, "Well, I know that you are a fan of metal with the full look”. Eddie chuckled uneasily and said, "Well, that's my taste in music."
She laughed and said, "Well, you have excellent music taste and aren't like everyone else”. Eddie rang her up while grinning. She gave him the cash when he informed her of the price.
Eddie followed her figure as she went out of the store after saying goodbye.
Eddie flung the door opened, "I think I found my soulmate." Eddie stormed into the Family Video store, surprising Steve and Robin.
“What are you saying?” Steve said, seeming perplexed.
Eddie remarked, "I met an incredible angel who enjoys varied music.” Steve and Robin exchange puzzled glances at one another.
"All right, what does that mean?" As she stated, Robin arched an eyebrow. Eddie slammed the counter with his hand.
“She appreciated punk music. I've never before encountered a girl who likes punk music. And she never commented bad on my outfit.” Eddie said, "I think I met my future wife.
“That's fantastic. Are you going to ask her out then?" Steve said.
“How should I go about doing that?” Eddie said in a panic, "What happened I screwed up and she never wants to talk to me again”. Never does he ask a girl out. Prior to this, no girls appeared to be interested in him. Any time he approached them, all the girls walked away from him.
"Let's start by discussing her preferred musical genre. You can ask about her musical tastes. You already know how to start the conversation”. Robin gives him some suggestions.
Eddie nodded his head.
Every time she entered the record store, Eddie began chatting with her and asking about her interests in music and activities.
When Eddie ended his shift, he and she hung out and spoke a lot. When he eventually asked her out, he had never been happier. On their first date, he takes her to a diner. They had a long conversation before he drove her home. He made his way to her door and bade her farewell. She stopped him and kissed him on the check as she walked into her house. Eddie was stunned for a bit and walked into the van while having a big grin on his face.
They have been a couple for more than three years. Eddie introduced his friends to her. Eddie was happy to hear that his friend likes her, esqually the little ones. Every time they spend time with them, she soon takes on the role of mother in the group. He appreciated how she treated them with kindness and care, which gave him ideas for their future.
In addition to wanting to marry her, he also desired having children with her. He imagines how stunning she will be when caring for their child. Then he made a choice. She will become his wife.
Eddie proposed to her after one of their dates. He was overjoyed when she agreed. Only their friends and family were invited to his and her little wedding. Eddie was ecstatic when she and he decided to move in together. Every day, he ate and woke up next to her. Eddie has never loved someone as much as his wife.
When the time comes for them to start talking about starting a family, Eddie doesn't waste any time getting her pregnant. Every night they make love to one other, hoping she will start to show signs of being pregnant. After several times, she finally became pregnant. He was overjoyed to finally be able to start the family he always wanted.
Eddie made sure his wife was fine and carried all the burdens so she could unwind. Sometimes he pushes it, but if he starts to be overbearing, she always gives him a piece of her mind.
Nine months later, their baby was born. His wife shook him awake in the middle of the night and told him that her water had broke. Eddie awoke more quickly than he ever had before and hurried to the hospital. He remained by her side the entire time to ensure that everything was okay. When she went into labor, he was removed. Despite his resistance, he eventually stood outdoors and moved back and forth while waiting.
She has the baby delivered. As soon as he entered the room, he noticed his wife holding their baby. His baby was crying on his mother's chest. Eddie approached them and noticed his child. He had a boy. He had a blend of his own features and some of his wife. Eddie knew he had succeeded when his son first opened his eyes. Never again would he be left alone, no longer.
“Eddie?”
Eddie snapped out of his daydream. He noticed his wife staring at him with a worried expression.
“Are you alright, hun?” she said.
“Have I ever told you that you are incredibly attractive? Eddie said, declining to address her query.
She chuckled. Eddie could hear his wife laughing all day.
She smiled, "Yes, many times.” She approaches Eddie and gives him a lip kiss.
Eddie replied, "I love you."
"I love you too."
Ya I finish the story. Hope you like it. Reblog and comment. Have a nice day 👋.
You and Eddie have been hooking up for a while, it’s easy going and allows the pair of you to distress before the week starts. There is just one problem, Jason, has a thing for you. Based (loosely) off of Scotty Doesn’t Know by Lustra.
Characters – Eddie, Reader, Jason.
Word Count – 1.2k
It was Sunday. The same day and time. You dressed up in the horrible dress that your parents forced you to wear so they could try parade you into church. Well they used to, but now, they reluctantly understand that you might not enjoy religion as much as they did. Yet you followed their rules the rest of the day, sit through lunch and look after the young kids whilst the parents gossip and complain. Yet, the morning is always spent with someone.
Eddie Munson, the cult leader and devil worshipper.
‘Y/N, how do you fancy joining me at the cinemas.’ Jason asked, you looked up at him.
‘I can’t.’ You told him, his face dropped.
‘Come on.’ He begged, you racked your head trying to think of an excuse.
‘I’ve got church to attend.’ You said, you were pretty sure you heard a chuckle from the other side of the eerily quiet lunchroom, you looked up to Jason and batted your eyelashes.
‘Some other time then?’ He asked, he sounded hopeful.
‘We’ll see.’ You replied and turned away, your friends giggled when Jason smiled at them but you rolled your eyes.
‘Do you enjoy it?’ Eddie asked, you looked at him.
‘Enjoy what?’ You asked, he scoffed and pushed some of his thick hair back.
‘You don’t have to play coy and innocent with me.’ He stepped closer, his hands caged you in against the kitchen counters.
‘I’m not.’ You said, his hair caged your faces as he leaned into you.
‘No, I’m sure you enjoy lying to him.’ Eddie said, the phone ran as it hung beside the fridge. Eddie glanced at it.
‘I bet that’s him phoning you.’ Eddie said, you flung your head back and reached over to grab your phone.
‘Hello?’ You answered, Eddie moved away to give you some space.
‘I thought you were at church.’ Jason said, your brows dipped together.
‘I wasn’t feeling well, how do you know that I’m not there?’ You asked him.
‘I just left.’ He said, your eyes widened as you looked past the doorway to Eddie. You placed a hand over the receiver as he looked at you.
‘He went to church for me.’ You whispered, Eddie’s eyes widened
‘Really?’ He mouthed, you nodded.
‘You went to church?’ You asked, Eddie has made his way over so he was hugging you from behind, his hands rested over your waist as you tilted the phone so he could hear the faint sound of Jason’s voice.
‘Yeah, I thought maybe I’d could take you for a ride after.’ He said, you pouted and lowered your head.
‘Jason, that was lovely thinking but I -,’ you started but Eddie bit your shoulder, just where it connected with your neck. You let out a strangled squeak before your eyes widened and you coughed.
‘Are you okay?’ Jason asked, you reached around and whacked Eddie as he smiled widely.
‘As I said, I’m not well.’ You reminded him.
‘I’ll come over.’ He suggested, your eyes widened.
‘No.’ You said a little to quickly before you coughed, ‘No, I don’t want you to get I’ll from me, big game this week remember?’ You quickly covered it up, Jason sighed.
‘Yeah, you’ll be there right?’ He quizzed, you rolled your eyes at Eddie who opened and closed his hand to signal that he was taking to long.
‘If I’m better, yeah.’ You replied, Eddie arched an eyebrow at you.
‘Bye Y/N.’ Jason said.
‘Bye.’ You hung up the phone and moved so your back was against the counter.
Eddie walked over and wrapped his arms around you, he pulled you into his chest and swayed your back and forth to an imaginary tune in his head.
‘We should tell him.’ Eddie stated, you lifted your head slightly to make eye contact as he looked down.
‘And break his heart?’ You asked, he grunted.
‘It saves lying to him.’ He stated, you arched an eyebrow.
‘When did the cult leader get a heart?’ You asked, Eddie rolled his eyes and tried to push your off him but you clasped your hands together.
‘I’ll let you know I’ve always had a heart but it’s slowly starting to defrost.’ He commented, you scoffed.
‘I’ll tell him the next time he asks me.’ You told him, Eddie hummed.
‘Y/N.’ Jason called out, you flinched you were so close to leaving before he caught sight of you.
‘Jason.’ You plastered a smile on as your turned to him.
‘Since luck’s on my side I thought I’d ask you out again.’ He said, his eyes shined brightly.
‘Oh Jason.’ You said, his shoulders dropped.
‘That’s a no.’ He sighed, you rubbed your lips together and scratched your forehead.
‘I’m dating someone else.’ You told him, his face twisted.
‘And you never told me?’ Jason asked, you nodded.
‘We weren’t serious but now we are.’ You lied to him, Eddie and you had been serious for a month.
‘Who is it?’ Jason quizzed, you titled your head to the side.
‘Why does it matter?’ You asked, head still to the side, you could see his jaw tense up.
‘Is it Steve?’ He quizzed, you shook your head.
‘No.’ You said, he placed his hands on his hips.
‘Robin?’ He almost said reluctantly.
‘You don’t have to sound so disgusted when you say her name and no.’ You replied and crossed your arms over your chest.
‘Hey darling, you rea -,’ Eddie stopped his sentence short when he saw Jason a foot in front of you.
‘Eddie.’
‘Jason.’ They greeted each other, then something clicked on Jason’s head, you could almost see the lightbulb appear.
‘It’s Eddie, you’re dating the freak?’ Jason asked, you ran your tongue under your lip as you took a step closer to him.
‘Y/N.’ Eddie said, he knew what was going to happen.
‘The freak, seriously?’ He quizzed, you bit the inside of your cheek and stepped closer.
‘Call him that again.’ You challenged him, he mad eye contact with you.
‘The fre -,’ he started but was cut off when your fist connected with the under side of his nose, you heard a crack but you weren’t sure if it was his nose or one of your knuckles.
‘You bitch.’ He hissed out, you could see blood drip from the bottom of his chin.
‘I’m not gonna let your call him that, not anymore.’ You practically growled, hands landed on your waist and pulled you away from him.
‘Can you move your hand?’ Eddie asked, you looked at him as he carefully lifted your hand up.
‘Baby, can you?’ He asked, you blinked then looked at your hand that was red, you carefully moved your fingers.
‘Good, anything inside feel like flour?’ He quizzed, you shook your head the worried frown on his face split into a wide grin.
‘You defended my honour.’ Eddie commented, you rolled your eyes before he surged forward and kissed you.
‘I think I’m in love with you.’ He said, you fought a smile as you shook your head.
‘Maybe wait until after you’ve meet the parents?’ You suggested, his smile dropped.
‘Parents?’
‘Yeah, I’ve met Wayne, now I think you should meet mine.’ You said, you could see the deep wrinkle appear between his eyebrows.
‘I mean if you want to, or you can keep sneaking in through the window?’ You suggested, he shook his head.
‘No, I’m just tying to think of which shirt to wear.’ Eddie commented, you laughed before you wrapped your arms around him, his wrapped waist as he sighed.
(A/N) This is inspired by the song "Sk8er Boy" by Avril Lavigne.
TW: Swearing, Homophobia If You Squint
This one's kinda short.
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...He was a skater boy...
Y/N Wheeler walked down the hallway of Hawkins Middle School as usual, wondering when anything would be different. Wondering if something in her boring life would ever change. When, suddenly, a flash of hair whipped by her face.
She looked up to see her friends all staring at Maxine (She remembered her snapping at Mr Clark earlier. "It'S mAx!") Mayfield standing by her locker.
Not, she wasn't gonna lie she had developed quite the crush on the new girl from her science class since she had arrived yesterday, but she lived in Hawkins, and being gay wasn't exactly appreciated.
...She said see ya later boy...
So two of her friends, Dustin and Lucas, decided to go talk to her in their stupid Halloween costumes.
After some time passed, and the redhead looking pissed, Y/N decided to go collect her friends.
...He wasn't good enough for her...
Max tried to engage in an actual normal conversation with the younger Wheeler twin, but she just rolled her eyes and dragged her friends away, leaving a very disappointed looking Max.
...She had a pretty face, but her head was up in space...
As the next few days passed, Y/N couldn't stop thinking about Max. But Lucas liked her. Like, like-liked her. A lot. Plus, Max probably didn't even like her back.
Those stares in class and the hallways probably meant nothing. Right?
So she kept on pressing 'ignore', 'ignore', 'ignore', and 'ignore' in her head.
...She needed to come back down to Earth...
And, after a couple of weeks, when Y/N finally decided to stop being a coward about it... Max had brand new feelings for Lucas.
