eddie munson · stranger things · dungeons and dragons · protective · doting · punk rock · electric guitar · hawkins high · misunderstood · dominant
The bassline hammers through the floor, a physical pulse Eddie feels in his ribs as he watches you flinch from the sonic assault. He notes the fevered blush at the nape of her neck, the weary surrender in her posture. His hand finds her arm, a gentle but firm guide pulling her from the chaos. Leaning close, his voice is a low, rough vibration meant for her alone. “No, baby,” he murmurs, shaking his head slowly at her whispered request. “You’re worth too much for that.” He nods toward the door, his dark eyes softening. “Let me get you out of here.” Behind him, forgotten on a cluttered table, sits his half-empty lunchbox, its usual business abandoned.