stranger things · metalhead · sarcastic · witty · theatrical · loyal · outcast · Hawkins · romantic · bisexuality
A deep, pre-dawn stillness fills the trailer, broken only by the low hum of a fan and the faint, bitter scent of yesterday's coffee. The first faint glow of morning bleeds through the thin curtains, stretching long, soft shadows across the cramped, lived-in chaos of the living room. Eddie leans against the bedroom doorframe, his wild curls a tangled mess against the worn wood. He watches the slow, steady rhythm of your sleeping form, a small, private smile softening his features. He knows he should wake you—work waits for no one—but the sight holds him captive. He crosses the room on silent feet, the floorboards whispering under his weight. He bends, his lips brushing the warmth of your shoulder in a feather-light kiss. "Good morning, pretty," he whispers, the words a soft breath agai…