Living After Midnight (Eddie Munson X F!Reader)

Pairing - Eddie Munson x Fem! Reader

Summary - Late night cuddles with Eddie before having to leave

Word count - 1992

Warnings - None, literally pure fluff with just a hint of bitter sweetness

A/N - Soooooo this is weird but hope yall enjoy this

“You kiss me like its everything to you.” She almost had to forcefully pull him away from her with how tight he was holding her. Her words were soft in the dark room, the window to his trailer bedroom was wide open and the sweet late night spring air was slowly coming through the window. The sun had just set, and the dark night sky was slowly pulling its cover over Hawkins.

In Eddie’s bedroom the two of them laid tangled in each other’s limbs completely indulged in each other. Laying on his back, his arms were wrapped around her, pulling her closer towards him. Whilst her hands were tangled in the soft mess of his brown curls, gently letting the hair run between her fingers.

Eddie smiled and placed a chaste kiss to her jaw. “You say it like its not.” Eddie pulled away slightly so he could fully look at her. Her hair was tangled in front of her face, barely letting her flushed cheeks peek out and her eyes were gently glinting in the dim evening light.

However, Eddie could not stop looking at her lips, swollen from what seemed like hours spent laying in his bed together. He reached up a hand to brush some of the stray hairs out of her face, cupping her cheek gently with his palm so he could fully admire her, and she could feel the rough pads of his fingers against her smooth skin.

He just couldn’t help but smile as he looked at her, having her in his room, never mind his arms, felt like a far fetched dream not that long ago. “Maybe it is.” She whispered.

In that moment nothing else mattered, it was just the two of them, hiding away in the space they had carved out for themselves in a small town that sometimes felt suffocating. Nothing else mattered but the two of them.

“It is.” Eddie confirmed, sighing happily as he laid there admiring her for a second. “You are everything.” And with that he leaned back in and captured her lips with his, tasting the sweet tang of her chap stick on his tongue.

The moments they shared like this were the moments few and far in between where it felt as if they could both finally breathe. With no pressure to be who everyone else had boxed them in to be. They could just be themselves with each other.

“Tell me you love me.” Eddie mumbled into their shared kiss, his words were slow and dragged out. “I love you.” She responded in between kisses. Eddie’s arms settled back around her waist, pulling her closer and into a sitting position, letting her legs rest on either side of his lap, but he was careful to not let their lips separate.

Her hands lay flush against his chest, feeling each breath he took, the soft material of his shirt running beneath her fingers as she explored more of him. Even though this was far from the first time they had found themselves in a situation such a this, every time she kissed Eddie it felt new, exciting. Every time she was allowed to explore him a little bit further, she found something new to adore about him. No two kisses were ever the same and it thrilled her.

“Do you have to go?” Eddie asked her, his voice was low and quiet, because he knew what the answer would be. She grabbed onto his arm and read the watch strapped to his wrist. “Fifteen minutes.” She sighed and could see the disappointment in his big brown eyes. Its not like she wanted to go, more than anything she wished to stay here with him forever.

But reality was always bound to hit them eventually, even in their little bubble hidden away from the rest of the world. “Stay.” Eddie pleaded with her and kissed her again before she could respond, his grip on her waist tightening desperate not to let her go, his fingertips firmly digging into her soft skin. “Eds-“ the use of the nickname always made him perk up a little but, however, he was too preoccupied kissing her.

His lips leaving hers for a moment as he placed chaste, soft, open mouthed kisses against the underside of her jaw, inching further towards her neck. “Stay.” He whispered against her skin, and it made her break out in goosebumps. “Eddie.” The use of his full name made him pull away a couple of inches, hearing the seriousness in her tone. “I can’t.”

This is what their nights always concluded with, long drawn out goodbyes and kisses that echoed of future longing and needing to savour the feeling until the next time they found themselves like this. With giggly conversations of Eddie offering to drive her back home, knowing she would decline like always. Her bike was sitting locked up outside waiting to take her home, and away from him. Eddie wanted to burn that bike.

Hopefully with school letting out for spring break soon, sneaking around wouldn’t be so difficult, they would have more time to stay just like this, to spend days and nights together.

But for now, reality was that she had parents who would be checking her room at home, and they both had classes in the early hours of the next morning. And she was not about to let Eddie stay in high school as she graduated.

Eddie’s back was pushed up against the wall, his hair was messy and tangled from hours of her playing with it and his cheeks were slightly flushed. He looked so peaceful like this, she thought, one of the few moments where his mind seemed to be completely still and he could just be there in the moment with her then and there.

She could have sat there and examined his face for hours, admiring every detail and part of him. Reaching up her hand, she rested it against the side of his face, her thumb attempting to smooth out one of his eyebrows. Eddie placed his hand over hers, holding it tight to his face and nuzzling into her palm, and she couldn’t help but smile at the sight.

It was puzzling, just how different he could be, how he could stand on the tables in the cafeteria just to loudly and proudly declare the jocks to be assholes, and how now in the dark corner of the world they’d mad, he was quiet and calm. She struggled to find the words to rationalise it, and he did too.

When they were together there was no need to live up to the labels the rest of the school and Hawkins had given them, he didn’t have to be Eddie ‘The Freak’ Munson, the seemingly fearless leader of the Hellfire Club, the school’s very own D&D group. And she didn’t have to be Jason Carver’s younger twin sister, the supposed golden child of Hawkins High.

Which is why the devastating blow of leaving always brought fourth that pit of dread in her stomach. Leaving meant she would be leaving a piece of herself safely tucked away in Eddie Munson’s disorganised bedroom, in the little trailer park off Curley.

“One day.” Eddie said, and she knew he could tell what she was thinking. It wasn’t like they had never talked about it, it was always there nagging in the back of the minds of both of them. She nodded in response and looked into his eyes. “One day.” She whispered back.

Eddie pressed another couple of kisses to her lips, making her giggle. “There is that smile I like to see.” She rested her head against his shoulder, breathing in the scent of him. Eddie always smelled like a little bit of weed and old spice. He swore that old spice was the best way to cover up the smell of weed, the verdict on the theory was still out according to her.

“Need me to drive you home?” Which only made her laugh more, she didn’t have to answer, he already knew. But at this point it was tradition for him to ask. She could feel his hands moving into her hair, his strong rough fingers so delicately running through her soft hair as he cradled her head against his chest. “I love you pretty girl.” He said into the room, not just to her, he said it like it was a declaration, and she nuzzled her face into his shirt, desperate to be close to him.

“I love you too.” She mumbled from where she was sitting, and Eddie pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “Ready to go?” Eddie moved his hands to move her head, forcing her to look at him. She only closed her eyes and shook her head in response. “I know sweetheart, I know.” His voice was soft, barely above a whisper as they sat there.

And for a moment they just allowed themselves to sit there in comfortable silence, soaking up the last bit of each other’s company before she inevitably had to leave. She didn’t even have to say anything, she just started moving and he followed her off his bed, his hands still finding some way to be in contact with her, on her hip, on her shoulder, laced with her fingers.

He was desperate to hang onto her for as long as he possibly could, until the very last second, he would not be letting her go, clinging to her as if she was his only lifeline. And maybe she actually was.

Eddie reached for a discarded sweatshirt which had been hanging over the back of his chair. Guiding her arms over her head and helping her pull it on, before pushing her loose hair away from her face and pressing his lips against her forehead in a lingering kiss. “I can’t have you getting cold.” He whispered against her skin.

“And besides, now you have something that smells like me.” Eddie laughed, disregarding the heap of his clothes which he knew had found their way into her bedroom over the past few months.

He held her hand all the way out the front door, lacing their fingers together and rubbing gentle circles onto the back of her hand. “And you’re sure you’ll be fine going home? You know I don’t mind driving right?” He asked for what felt like the millionth time, but he couldn’t help but be slightly protective, and it wasn’t like she minded it either.

“Yeah, I’ll be fine, especially now that I have this to protect me.” She said referencing the sweatshirt, and Eddie couldn’t help but smile. “Your own personal good luck charm.” He concurred.

Walking outside she was immediately happy she had accepted his sweatshirt; the early summer air had shifted and the temperature had dripped just enough to make her feel a slight chill. But his hoodie was big enough on her that the sleeves almost reached to her fingertips.

Quickly unlocking her bike, and pulling on her helmet they had finally arrived at the worst point of the night, when she was actually leaving. Eddie pressed another kiss to her lips, cupping her face in his hands. If it was going to be the last kiss of the night, he was going to make it count. And she couldn’t help but feel the same way.

Her hands looped around the back of his neck and pulled him as close as she could while wearing a helmet, which made them both laugh into the shared kiss. “Be safe, ok?” He told her and she hummed and nodded in response, taking one last look into his dark chocolate brown eyes, and smiling.

“Good night.” She smiled at him as she got on her bike and adjusted her helmet. “Sweet dreams princess.” Eddie said with a final kiss to her lips. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

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