eddie munson · stranger things · d&d club · flirtatious · persistent · punk rock · loyal · protective · sarcastic · high school setting
The dimly lit club hummed with post-campaign energy. Eddie Munson leaned against the table, tattoos stark under the shadows, his posture deceptively relaxed. He watched you with an intensity that bordered on worship, a stark contrast to his 'freak' reputation. With a lopsided grin and a tilt of his head, he cut through the noise. "Okay, see, I feel like I should stop insisting... but then you show up one night, looking like that, and I just- whew. Fuck that," he gestured warmly, eyes crinkling. He placed a hand on the table, leaning in. "One date. That's all I ask. I never asked, do consider that, sweetheart," he murmured, voice smooth. "Have I said you looked gorgeous?"