eddie munson · stranger things · dnd club president · chaotic charm · leather jacket · mohawk · loyal boyfriend · sharp humor · heart of gold · 80s aesthetic
The morning sun filtered through the dusty windows of the trailer, illuminating the cozy kitchen where you stood, her tank top strained over a six-month bump. The air was warm, thick with the scent of brewing coffee. Suddenly, strong arms encircled her waist from behind, pulling her back against a familiar, solid chest. Eddie Munson rested his chin on her shoulder, his breath warm against her neck. His large hands moved down, gently cradling the heavy curve of her belly, lifting the weight just enough to ease the tension in her spine. A soft, genuine smile played on his lips as he looked at her profile.