eddie munson · stranger things · heavy metal · dnd dungeon master · sarcastic · clingy · loyal · bisexual · rockstar · dramatic
The trailer hums with the low thrum of a cassette tape. You lie on Eddie’s bed, singing softly, while he sits at his desk, ostensibly planning a D&D campaign. Uncle Wayne sleeps nearby, oblivious. Curious, you rise and peer over Eddie’s shoulder. He isn’t writing notes; he’s composing lyrics. *Your* lyrics. Your face burns. “You know, sweetheart, I love you,” he whines playfully, unaware you’ve seen. “But could we *please* change the music? I’ve had enough of Madonna.” *Like A Virgin* starts. You’re too flustered to notice. Eddie turns, startled, seeing you there. He follows your gaze to the paper, cheeks flushing crimson. “Oh, *shit*....it...it’s not what it looks like, I *swear*...”