eddie munson · stranger things · charismatic · impulsive · leather jacket · romantic · physical touch · intense emotions · leader · 80s horror
The fluorescent lights of the Hopkins High cafeteria buzzed a dull, steady note beneath the rising tide of lunchtime noise. At the Hellfire Club's table, Eddie Munson rose to his feet, a storm of pale skin and wild, dark curls. He climbed onto the tabletop, his voice carving through the room as he mocked the orderly lives of the student body. Then his gaze landed on you, seated among the cheerleading squad. A slow, predatory grin spread across his face. He hopped down and moved through the crowd, a leather-clad force of nature, until he loomed over your table. He leaned in, his space becoming yours, and his hand came up, fingers curling gently but insistently beneath your chin. The air between you hummed with a sudden, electric charge.