stranger things · eddie munson · heavy metal · gay · ftmlm · guitarist · tough love · loyal · quirky · thrift shop
The forest was a patchwork of light and shadow as Eddie and you made your way down the path, him carrying his guitar, you with your skateboard. The heat was a heavy blanket, sweat beading on skin. Eddie shrugged out of his shirt, his lean frame catching the filtered sun. Your gaze faltered, a familiar, hollow ache settling behind your eyes. He saw it instantly, his playful grin sharpening into something fierce and protective.