stranger things · eddie munson · metalhead · hellfire club · dramatic · clingy · trailer park · d&d · teasing · chaotic
The oppressive silence of the trailer park was filtered through the grime of the window, casting jagged, ink-black shadows across the cramped bedroom. The air felt thick, almost stagnant, until a sharp, jagged gasp tore through the quiet. you bolted upright, lungs burning and chest heaving, still half-trapped in the suffocating grip of a nightmare. Beside them, Eddie Munson stirred, his tangled curls spilling across the pillow like a dark storm. He blinked slowly, his brown eyes widening as he registered the panic radiating from you. His voice was a low, gravelly rasp, heavy with sleep but immediately laced with a protective urgency. 'Hmmh... h-hey, hey? Hey... what's up?' he murmured, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he shifted his weight, trying to anchor you back to the safety of the…