warnings: mentions of abuse, slight swearing, removed clothing but no smut :)
⟶ summary: nobody knows about your abusive family, you’ve kept it a dark secret, but Eddie is ready to find out after you unexpectedly show up to his house, completely covered in wounds.
a/n: no thoughts just eddie xx
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It’s not everyday you get Eddie to yourself, but today was about to be one of them.
You just wished it was under better circumstances.
It was pouring down rain and you were running as fast as you could to Eddie’s trailer, the echoes of slurs and screams raging on behind you. Your family hated you for being alive, it’s the only way you could explain it to yourself. Today was a dangerously bad day and you knew if you stayed home, something seriously bad was going to happen.
So you ran to the first person you could think of, the only person who came to your worried, clouded mind, your closest friend, Eddie Munson.
Tears rolled down your face as you took a sharp corner. You quickly slid, causing you to yelp and slam into concrete. Thunder crashes as you covered your ears on the ground. Standing up, you were now covered in mud, blood, and tears.
Could this day get any worse?
“He can’t see me like this. He can’t.” you thought to yourself, tears stinging your eyes again.
You began to walk slowly, giving up a bit. Your hair was plastered to your bloody face with your hands hugging your shivering body.
You didn’t have anywhere else to go.
You didn’t even realize that you were at the doorstep to his trailer until now. You took a deep breath to collect yourself and saw his uncle wasn't home, which made you feel a little bit better. Your stomach lurched at the thought of someone else finding out your soon-to-be exposed secret.
You knocked quietly and the door flew open, revealing a suspicious Eddie. He looked confused, probably not expecting company, until he looked down at you, and his eyes instantly widened.
“Y/n? Oh my God, get in here.”
Before you could do anything, he grabbed you and pulled you inside, locking the door behind him.
“Holy shit, you’re— wait did you walk? There’s a whole storm going on out there.” his mind on an obvious, concerned, rampage.
“You’re bleeding, like, a lot.” Eddie interrupted in a whisper, almost panicking. He tried to walk you to his room but you were so shaky, he scooped you up gently and took you there himself.
He set you on his bed, and looked at you for a moment. You weren’t looking at him, you had bruises and cuts all over your body with your one eye slowly revealing a black and blue shade beneath it. It didn’t take long for Eddie to realize this wasn’t a simple “run in the rain.”
Something caused you to run to him.
“Y/n?” He said calmly, trying not to scare you. He grabbed your face and slowly pulled your hanging head up to look at his.
“I’m going to run to the bathroom, I gotta bunch of stuff in there to patch you up… okay?”
He saw your eyebrows furrow a bit, but you still weren’t speaking, so he patiently waited for a response, never breaking eye contact or his hands on your face. Eventually, you nodded and without a word, Eddie ran to the bathroom and came back with peroxide, gauze, and band-aids.
“You’re here now, so you’re in good hands. Nobody can get by The Dungeon Master.” he retorted, trying to brighten your mood. To his disappointment you barely smiled, it was more of a small lift of your lips.
You were driving him crazy, he didn’t understand where you were. You were the human magnet of a person. He was obsessed with everything about you, and right now, he was obsessed in a different way.
He couldn't take it anymore, “Sweetheart?” He asked quietly, wrapping your last band-aid over your ring finger.
You jumped, looking at him. You were so lost in thoughts of today, you forgot he was even tending to you.
You looked down and saw all your wounds were clean and wrapped, Eddie knelt down between your legs, looking at you carefully.
“Y/n,” he said seriously. “We need to talk about this. I need you to talk to me, okay?”
You blinked slowly, and tears began to fill your eyes again. Eddie was quick to wipe them off with his ringed fingers, still giving you that focused stare. He didn’t know what he was going to get into and you didn’t want him too.
But, he’s going to know and there’s no going back.
Suddenly, Eddie looked everywhere but you now, causing you to be confused in your silence. “Do you not trust me anymore?” he whispered.
“No!” you choked out quickly. You scooted closer to him on the edge of his bed, to set your hands on his face. “You're the only person I can trust.” you admitted, causing him to relax as he looked up at you. “Eddie, that’s why I’m here.”
You whispered it, but you felt like it reverted off of every wall in his home. He stared at you harder, his hand reaching for your dangling leg, rubbing it up and down from his spot on the floor.
“What do you mean that’s why you’re here? Something didn’t—“
“Who was it?” he said, anger rising in his voice. He watched your face flush and your eyes widen, his suspicions were confirmed. He stood up quickly and kicked the nearest object on his floor to the other side.
“Eddie!” you yelped, jumping at the unexpected act.
He ran a hand down his aggravated face. He chuckled in an icy way, a way you hadn’t heard before.
“Sweetheart, you gotta tell me who. I gotta know.”
You knew he wouldn’t stop until you said something, so you confessed. “Just my family, alright?” you snapped.
He froze and looked at you. He expected you to announce you’ve had a boyfriend this whole time. That his heart was going to break because he couldn’t have you, and you wanted to be with someone hurtful.
But he would have taken his heart being broken over this.
You met his shocked face and choked out a repressed sob and he sped over to you,
“Hey, hey, hey, hey. No, no, no. It’s okay, it’s okay.”
He sat on his bed and set you in his lap, you had your face covered with your hands and he lifted them away.
“There she is, there’s my girl. It’s okay.” he repeated, as he pulled you in for a hug.
Eddie’s hugs were always firm. They were right and warm, they never missed. What you hated was how quickly they always ended, but this one was much longer.
“Is this why you never wanted me over?”
You nodded slowly, causing him to chuckle. “And to think I thought you hated me somehow.”
You laughed as you pulled away, your arms around his neck with his hands gripping your waist. “How could I hate you? You’re my best friend.”
He shrugged, “You only watch Hellfire, you could’ve been a hater instead of being shy about it.” You knew he was joking, especially when he took his hand, fake stabbing himself in the heart. He tossed himself backwards onto the bed, his hand still on you pulling you with him.
You yelped for the second time today, falling on top of him, laughing until your sides hurt. He moved himself, smiling wide at your reaction, causing you to fall beside him as he shifted to his side, hovering to look down at you.
Your hair graced his pillows, your eyes were brighter from the happiness he gave you. You laid below him, smiling calmly.
He did that and he will always remember it.
“Seriously though, Y/n.” he began, moving some hair behind your ear, causing butterflies to erupt through your body. “What’s going on? Please, tell me everything.”
He made you feel so calm and you knew you could trust him. You talked until you couldn’t anymore. You told him whenever you got screamed at, the physical violence, the threats, the slurs. Anything you could think of.
And he didn’t say a word, listening to your story and wondering,
Who the hell would wanna break this gorgeous girl.
“Tonight I knew something was going to happen if I stayed.” you whispered. “So I ran as fast as my feet could take me. I realized after running I didn’t have a place to go, but then I remembered what you told me.”
“That I’ll always welcome you here?”
“Yes.” you admitted to the boy who couldn’t take his eyes off you. “I hoped you weren’t kidding and even second guessed coming, but I saw the car was gone and thought that maybe you—“
“Can I kiss you?” asked Eddie, blatantly.
Your heart erupted, but you were also incredibly confused. “Eddie…. what did you say?”
“I wanna kiss you, really bad. Right now.”
He saw the smile slowly creeping to your face, and he didn’t waste a second to grab and kiss you.
His lips were surprisingly soft, and he thought the same about yours, though he expected them to be. To him you were some sort of angel, or a high-elf from one of his Hellfire campaigns.
He stopped hovering and began to sink into you, closing the extra space between your bodies.
“I’m not gonna let anything happen to you, ever again.” he said breathlessly, between kissing you.
You took another second to feel his lips on yours and you broke the kiss, to both of your dislikings, but you needed to speak.
“That wasn’t a pity kiss was it?” you asked, slightly nervous of his answer.
“That was not a petty kiss. I’ve wanted to do that forever. I’ve even had this for you.”
He got off of you, causing you to shiver. He opened up his closet and was shifting through hangers. Eventually he made a noise, some sort of original sound you guessed was a success call.
He looked at you, pressing an article of clothing against his leather jacket to hide it. “No peeking, buttercup. I've been keeping this for you.” he made a mischievous face along with the sneaky gesture.
You smiled widely and closed your eyes, “Eddie, I literally have no idea what’s going on.”
“Good.” he said with pride.
You heard him close the door to his closet and shuffle his way back to you. The bed shifted and you could feel his warmth as he got close to you.
“Surprise.” He said, insinuating for you to open your eyes.
You opened them and gasped. You didn’t think your smile could get wider or you couldn’t feel more butterflies than you already did, but you were proven wrong on both of those matters.
“Custom made by me, obviously.” Eddie bragged, as you took it in hand and he leaned against his headboard, arms behind his head.
He thought about you while he made it.
He was telling the truth.
He has always been waiting for you.
“I- Eddie this is amazing and so thoughtful. I’m speechless. Thank you, I- how long have you had this?”
He grabbed the back of your head and brought you down to him. “First of all,” he began, kissing you in between each few word segment. “You’re welcome. Second of all, I started it after we were friends for about a week. You were new and I knew there was something about you. Hellfire quality? Something? I didn’t realize until after about a month into making it that I was in love with you.”
You blinked smiling, “In love?”
Eddie shifted a little, nervous about his confession. “Yeah, maybe.”
This time you kissed him back, “Good.”
He looked up at you again, wondering how he could land someone like you. His eyes graced your face and worry flickered as he saw the black and blue getting darker. You saw the emotion change and could feel his thumb begin to trace over it.
“I’m okay, Eddie. This isn’t new for me, it’ll go away.” you said as you grabbed his wrist. He kept tracing over your wounds now, not answering.
It was so odd to see this side of Eddie, not yelling in the cafeteria, no narration for The Hellfire Club. It was the soft side, the two of you, and you loved it.
“I’m not gonna let anything happen to you, ever again.” he repeated.
He looked up at you. “You do?”
Slowly, you began to lift your wet shirt off, and he blushed with a smile at your state, knowing what you were doing. You shivered, and he wiped a hand over your back, getting rid of leftover rainwater. You slid into your new hellfire shirt, that hugged you in all the right places.
“Of course. My Dungeon Master would never let anything happen to his people.”
He smirked at the title and grabbed you by the waist, tackling you into the bed while kissing you, ticking you, talking into the crook of your neck, anything he could do to get a laugh out of you.
God you were so perfect, and Your Dungeon Master?
You were damn right he was.
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a/n: it’s 3am and i go into work at 10am but enjoy this :D if you want tagged in more Eddie content please comment on this so i know!! <3
