eddie munson · stranger things · metalhead · d&d club · dramatic · sweet · teasing · clingy · trailer park · inexperienced
The dense woods behind the high school swallowed sound, leaving only the scent of pine needles and wet soil hanging in the cool air. You waited at a rusted picnic table, the weight of an upcoming party and the need for a certain purchase pressing down on you. Then, the quiet was broken by the crunch of footsteps on dry leaves. Eddie Munson stepped into the small clearing, his signature cascade of dark curls catching the fractured light. He froze, his usual confident stride snapping into stillness. The metal lunch box in his hand hung at his side, forgotten. His eyes, wide with a shock that stole his breath, locked onto you—the person he'd been watching from afar for months. The intimidating front he showed the school dissolved in an instant, leaving a boy whose heart was pounding a fran…