Just Eddieđ
Formula 1
⢠Max Verstappen
⢠Charles Leclerc
⢠Lando Norris
⢠Daniel Ricciardo
⢠Carlos Sainz
⢠Oscar Piastri
⢠Nico Rosberg
⢠Jules Bianchi
⢠Oliver Bearman
⢠Logan Sargeant
⢠George Russel
⢠Lewis Hamilton
⢠Yuki Tsunoda
⢠Pierre Gasly
Twilight
⢠Bella's Lullaby
Harry Styles
⢠Grapejuice
⢠Woman
⢠Music For A Sushi Restaurant
⢠Cinema
⢠Daylight
⢠TPWK
Aesthetic
⢠Pink
⢠Brown
⢠Green
⢠Green 2.0
Stranger Things
⢠Eddie Munson
⢠Jonathan Byers
⨠Eddie Munson + Details Part 1 â¨
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JOSEPH QUINN for Esquire Singapore
summary: you and eddie have secretly been hooking up and of course, dustin and steve get suspicious that you are hiding something and completely invade your privacy to reveal your secret <3
prompts: âi donât remember that, that doesnât sound like meâ & ârecognize this?â âwhere in the hell did you find that?â
warnings: mentions of sex, make out sesh, language, not proof read!
*this has been one of my faves to write so far!!!*
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You started hooking up with Eddie Munson behind your friends backs two months ago, and they were starting to suspect you were hiding something from them. You never thought youâd be in a relationship like this with Eddie âthe freakâ Munson, but when you got paired together for an English project, and he started looking a little too hot, you couldnât resist.
It wasnât a classic friends with benefits thing. You had clothes and other miscellaneous belongings at each others houses, and Eddie even brought you lunch and dinner occasionally and you would just talk about life. It wasnât a dating-type thing, but whatever it was, it worked for the both of you.
Your friends started suspecting you were hiding something a couple of weeks ago, more specifically, nosey ass Dustin and Steve. You were going to meet Eddie for a much-needed night together, and apparently, you looked too happy. It made it more suspicious to them when you wouldnât say where you were going. You said it was none of their damn business and walked out of Family Video. Not your best coverup.
You were currently laying on Eddieâs couch, only in a bra and underwear, blanket over you, while Eddie was making breakfast in the kitchen, only in his underwear. You smiled at him as you watched him make pancakes, surprisingly good at doing so. He looked up, noticing you staring.
âWhat?â He questioned, smiling.
âNothing.â You looked away and stared at the TV. âWanna watch a movie tonight?â
âLet me guess, 'Sixteen Candlesâ?â
âShut up.â You told Eddie, laughing and throwing a pillow at him as he walked over to you. He moved the blanket off of you, wrapping it around his back, then laying on top of you. He placed a hungry kiss on your lips.
âIâm surprised you want to go to Family Video with the way those idiots have been hounding you about your secret double life.â Eddie joked. He placed his elbows on the side of you, rubbing your face and playing with your hair with his hands.
âThey think Iâm hooking up with some mystery college guy. That doesnât even sound like something Iâd do. Theyâre so dumb.â You said.
âAnd hooking up with the schoolâs biggest freak does?â Eddie questioned.
âThatâs not what I meant. And I didnât think we were only hooking up. It doesnât feel like thatâs all this is. If it was, you wouldnât be making me breakfast or caressing me right now.â You pointed out. Eddie nodded his head, agreeing.
âWhen you put it that way, I guess youâre right,â Eddie said, kissing your forehead.
âWhy, do you only consider us to be fuck buddies?â You were confused and truly hoping he didnât think that. You shifted, trying to get up. Eddie moved immediately and let you sit up, grabbing the blanket from him.
âOh my gosh, no, Y/N! I feel the same way you do! Iâm sorry, I didnât phrase that right I guess.â Eddie pulled you on top of him, he peppered you with kisses all over. You giggled and put your lips on his.
âIâm sorry. You know how I am. Queen of overthinking. Can we just eat pancakes now?â You snuggled into his chest, wrapping your arms and legs around his body. He swiftly picked you up, carrying you to the counter and placing you on it. You giggled and smiled the whole time. He hand-fed you a pancake, smiling like an idiot while doing so. Eddie was completely and utterly whipped. Especially after knowing you didnât consider your relationship just hooking up. How could you keep getting more perfect?
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âHey, Hair! Can I have 'Sixteen Candlesâ?â You greeted Steve, him rolling his eyes at your nickname for him.
âAgain?â He questioned.
âNot you too.â You slipped out.
âWho else makes fun of you for loving that movie?â Steve inquired.
âMy mom does, constantly.â You covered.
âSure.â Steve gave you a suspicious look and got the movie for you. Before you thought you were in the clear, Dustin came into the store. You groaned quietly, not wanting to hear about your secret life. If only he knew it was with his D&D leader and role model.
âY/N!â Dustin gave you a side hug. âWhat have you been up to?â He questioned.
âNothing much, just enjoying my Saturday. Iâm going to watch my favorite movie later with some friends.â You told the young boy. âWhat about you Dusty-bun?â You asked.
âI just invited the Hellfire gang over to hang out tonight at my house, so Iâm getting some horror flicks!â Dustin said, excitement in his voice. You lifted your eyebrows.
âEveryone is going?â You questioned.
âYeah! You can come too if you want, and you too Steve! But I know you think we are a bunch of nerds.â
âIndeed Henderson,â Steve added, handing you your movie.
âThanks.â You said quietly. âAs for tonight, Iâll let you nerds have a night to yourselves. Iâll see you two later.â You quickly left the store, rushing back to Eddieâs. Leave it to Dustin to ruin your movie night.
When you pulled up to his trailer, Eddie was outside, sitting on the steps.
âHey, Iâve been waiting for you!â Eddie told you, getting up.
âTo tell me that Dustin asked you to hang out and so youâre ditching me?â You laughed.
âYouâre not mad?â Eddie pulled you to him, kissing your lips lightly.
âNo. I know how much he means to you. You can just come by my house afterward.â
âSounds like a plan gorgeous.â
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It hit ten o'clock when all of the Hellfire members left Dustinâs, leaving him, Steve, and Eddie alone. Yes, Steve showed up after Dustinâs begging.
âDid Y/N seem off to you today? She got weird when you said your nerds were coming over here.â Steve asked Dustin. Eddie flipping him off.
âSheâs been weird the last couple of months, dude. She sneaks off at school and on the weekends especially. But yeah, youâre right. Every time Hellfire comes up she gets weird.â Dustin agreed.
âMaybe Eddie scares her,â Steve said, laughing. Eddie sarcastically laughed at the statement. Knowing he very much does not scare youâŚ
âWe should go check on her. See whatâs up.â Dustin said.
âMaybe she just wants some privacy? You two are so fucking nosey.â Eddie told the pair. Steve and Dustin looked at him with blank stares.
âAre you coming or what?â
The three boys hopped in Steveâs car and drove to your house. Eddie couldnât let them harass you with questions without him there. Luckily, he remembered that your parents went out of town this weekend.
When they got there, you were startled by the headlights but assumed it was just Eddie. When you answered the door and saw Steve and Dustin looking back at you, Eddie behind them, you were very confused.
âWhy are you two here?â
âDonât you mean to ask why the three of us are here?â Dustin picked up on your slip-up immediately.
âI didnât even see Eddie, sorry.â
âSure.â
The three boys made their way in, heading towards your room. You prayed there wasnât anything of Eddieâs visible.
âWe wanted to see how youâre doing. Weâre worried about you.â Steve explained.
âSeriously? You guys need to stop with that. I am fine!â
âWell just to be sure, letâs watch 'Sixteen Candlesâ! Even though you probably just got done watching it with friends, right?â Dustin questioned. Gosh, this boy was good.
âThey actually canceled. Iâll go make popcorn.â
âIâll help get drinks.â Eddie followed you out of the room, into the kitchen.
âWhat the fuck, Eddie?â You whispered.
âTheyâre mentally deranged! There was no stopping them!â He whisper-yelled back. You took the popcorn out of the microwave and the two of you made your way back to your room. When you entered, Steve and Dustin stood there with huge smirks on their faces.
âWhat is up with you two?â You questioned. The pair looked at each other and smiled. Dustin suddenly moved his hidden hand out from behind his back, holding a shirt up in the air. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
âRecognize this?â It was Eddieâs shirt. Then, Steve held up a polaroid picture of you and Eddie that you took one night while the two of you were very drunk and very naked. Luckily, the photo didnât show anything.
âWhere in the hell did you find that?!â You practically screamed.
âWe looked through your dresser,â Dustin said as if it wasnât a big deal.
âWhat the fuck?! You two are insane!â You yelled at the pair. You ripped the shirt and photo out of their hands and hid them away once again.
âLetâs move on to the bigger picture⌠YOU AND EDDIE?!â Dustin yelled. âI repeat, YOU AND EDDIE?!â
âSo what?!â
âItâs Eddie!â Steve argued.
âAnd?â
âI shouldâve known. The first time you saw him at school you mumbled that he could fuck you any time of day.â Dustin told the group.
âI donât remember that, that doesnât sound like me.â You said, sheepishly. Kind of embarrassed that Dustin heard you say that, and that he just told Eddie and Steve.
âYeah, it doesnât. Which is why Iâm very confused.â Steve added.
âWill you two please leave? Youâve done enough for today, thank you. And never go through my shit again. That is so weird.â You told the pair, shaking your head. Dustin had his head down and apologized on his way out, while Steve was glaring at Eddie. When you finally heard the car drive away, you sunk down on the floor, laying there like a dead body.
âI donât know if I should be utterly pissed or relieved.â You told Eddie.
âI know right. Gosh, I hate them sometimes.â Eddie laid on the floor next to you, planting kisses on your face. âSoâŚâ Eddie started.
âSo?â
âSince they know we⌠Can I take you out sometime? Not that I donât love our dinners and stuff, but Iâd like to make this official⌠if you wantâŚâ You smiled at Eddieâs words, sitting up immediately.
âYou mean it?â Eddie sat up and pulled you closer to him.
âOf course I do. I donât know if you are aware, but Iâm kinda crazy about you. And I would gladly fuck you any time of the day.â Eddie smirked. You got red in the face.
âIâm kinda crazy about you too.â You replied, kissing Eddie.
âTomorrow we should go into Family Video making out or something, completely making them regret looking through your stuff,â Eddie said, making you laugh.
âOh, abso-fucking-lutely.â
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eddie is practically hanging off of you, his arms wrapped around you from behind, dangling over your shoulders. one of your hands is being held by both of his near the centre of your chest.
it wasnât a big get-together: just you and eddie, most of the hellfire guys, steve, nancy, and robin. though youâre sure a larger crowd of people wouldnât have deterred eddie from any PDA when he had alcohol in his system.
though youâre in the middle of a conversation with robin, eddie begins to smack loud, ardent kisses against your cheek until robin feels she has no choice but to cut herself off to acknowledge it.
â-totally disregard the closed sign on the door and bang on it until steve gives in and letâs them in! sometimes theyâre just so-okay, i canât pretend thatâs not happening right now, what the hell is he doing?â
eddie didnât drink like this often; he liked a beer or two, but weed was more his speed. it seemed to slow him down, whereas alcohol tended to speed him up. which, considering eddieâs typical excitable pace, he really didnât need the alcohol to become more sociable or friendly.
but tonight heâd probably had one too many; having far too much fun challenging steve and gareth to shotgunning contests. you werenât sure how he kept it down if youâre honest.
you smush your hand over eddieâs face to push him away gently, his nose squishing against your palm. he whines lightly against your hand, disgruntled that youâd interrupted his kisses.
âheâs just-â
eddie redirects his kisses to your hand now.
â-just a bit tipsy, is all.â
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