“No! I was just thinking – I don’t! I was just looking at dresses at the mall the other day and it got me thinking but no, I don’t want to go, Eds.” He stops everything he’s doing and rolls himself away from the car to look straight into your face. “- I-I was just wondering about… prom, that’s all…” “Listen, I've given this a lot of thought and – you don’t have to say yes if that’s not what you want! It’s totally cool if you say no. So you take one big intake of air and let your words out in one quick beat. You look at him, with his stained Megadeth crop tee, face all covered in grease and hair a messy halo sticking out underneath a bandana from the position he’s in and you think there’s no way in hell that he’ll ever agree to this, but his twinkling eyes are nothing if not genuine – forever eager to to rid you of any and all burdens. “Babe, I can see the gears turning over in your head from here.” “Nothing at all” you sigh as you idly toy around with Eddie’s toolbox while sitting cross legged on the floor next to him. He was home doing mechanic work on his van and you didn’t want to be stuck in a diner all morning, for it was the first sunny day out after having had a series of rare overcast days in June. He asks you from underneath his van, all laid up on a skateboard on a Saturday morning in which you had decided to ditch your own work to be with Eddie. “What’s going on in that lovely head of yours?” Part of you wanted to save yourselves the trouble and simply forget about it and another part of you wanted to just see what happens if you do run the idea by him. You just wanted to know, for one night, before going back to reality.Įven so, Eddie wouldn’t want to go – had been going on rants for the majority of the school year about how shallow of a tradition it was and that he’d rather be caught dead than in a tuxedo, or eat dirt rather than listen to the lame ass band that they’d hire to play. You were no beauty queen in Hawkins, though it wasn’t something you lost sleep over. But your desire to go lay in it being the one occasion where you’d be able to get all dressed up and maybe feel truly beautiful, like the actresses in the romcoms you secretly liked, just for once. It wasn’t going to be his scene at all he didn’t get along with anybody outside Hellfire club and the first thing he’d want to do after receiving his diploma would be to just dodge everyone and get the hell out of the place.īut you really wanted to go to the prom. Often you didn’t even have to ask you mentioned that you were cold? His leather jacket would be around your frame in a second feeling under the weather? Eddie would be spooning you from behind without making a single noise to let you sleep.īut now that school was ending and the one miracle you’d been hoping for did happen – Eddie passed all his classes and would be able to graduate with you – you debated on whether you’d have the heart to ask for the one thing you’ve been dreaming of since you were a freshman, but that you knew it would be a torture for him. You insinuated your curiosity over watching Footloose at the theater? He’d complain the entire time but would accompany you anyway – and as a way of thanks, you wouldn’t tease him for having looked enthralled by the plot despite the front that he put forth. You craved ice cream before he dropped you off at your home after school? You bet he’d take you for one, get you a double scoop and even persuade you into adding sprinkles. Getting Eddie to comply with you was easy.Įven knowing this, you never exploited your power – only used it for the dumbest things and never actually on purpose. No CW warnings, just a little bit of angst and a lot of fluff. / (A/N: FRIEND!! This one is extra special because I'm so happy to be able to write something requested by you, when I've been the one flooding your inbox with requests since last year lol! I hope this lives up to it, and thank you so, so much for these prompts! I got a little carried away and this ended up being 3494 words long, oops). Summary: You and Eddie decide to go to the prom despite it not being each other’s conventional scene, but a series of unfortunate events interfere with your night. Thank you so much, you'll smash it □ Home Sweet Home (Eddie Munson x reader) I come with a few prompts for you from the lists you reblogged (a bit of a mix, i apologise), completely up to you though, do as the mood sways you !! could i possibly suggest: for my newest fave, our beloved and bedraggled eddie munson, 11. Friend !! ahh hope you're doing well, it's so very cool your taking a few requests !! i hope you're enjoying doing them □□
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