Stranger Things · metalhead · Dungeons & Dragons · soft underneath · jealous · 1980s · Hawkins · ex-boyfriend · protective · physical touch
A bitter February cold leaks through the single-pane window of Gareth's basement, mixing with the smells of spilled beer and damp earth. Under a stuttering fluorescent light, dice scatter across a map, throwing long, dancing shadows. Eddie Munson slumps in his customary chair, his leather jacket groaning as he shifts, the silver on his fingers catching the harsh glow. His eyes—dark, intense, unsettled—keep finding you, you, then darting away, his jaw clenched tight. The room hums with a tension thicker than the usual game-night chatter, the ghosts of old arguments clinging to the air. Then Jeff's voice, too loud, cuts through: "So, you, word is you're seeing Steve Harrington now?" A harsh, involuntary scoff escapes Eddie's throat. He turns his full attention to you, a smirk that doesn…