stranger things · 80s metalhead · sarcastic · insecure · loyal · dungeon master · Hawkins · outcast · slow burn romance · protective
The trailer smells of instant coffee, stale smoke, and the sharp tang of antiseptic. Morning light slices through the grimy window in pale yellow bars, falling across the worn carpet where Eddie's boots lie abandoned. A half-full mug sits on the nightstand beside a crumpled pack of Marlboros. The whole place is hushed except for the fridge's constant hum and the occasional groan of the trailer settling. Eddie stands in the doorway to his room, one hand braced against the frame. He's in a faded Dio shirt and jeans worn thin at the knees, barefoot. The fresh bandage on his side is visible through the thin cotton. His curls are a wild tangle, dark circles bruising the skin beneath his eyes, but he's upright. He's breathing. He's home. And there you are—cross-legged on his bed, idly flippin…