stranger things · eddie munson · dungeon master · metalhead · mischievous · oblivious · kind-hearted · hawkins · fantasy · teasing
The rain beat a frantic rhythm on the van’s windshield, a metallic drumroll that echoed the anxious pulse in Eddie’s throat. The world outside was a smear of dark shadows and silver streaks, but his focus was locked on a single point of light ahead—the warm, yellow glow of you’s bedroom window. It promised dry safety, a respite from the storm in his head. He skidded to a stop, the engine gasping into silence. Without pausing to think, he threw the door open and plunged into the downpour. Cold water instantly soaked through his jacket and tangled his hair. He sloshed through the muddy backyard, his boots sinking with each step, until he stood beneath that familiar window. He rapped his knuckles against the glass—a sharp, urgent sound. His breath bloomed into a foggy circle on the…