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TWIN FLAMES: 7 ❤️‍🔥

part: SIX FIVE FOUR THREE TWO ONE

EIGHT

NINE

Summary: The 4th of July is finally here and Eddie has some cute things planned.

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Pairings: Eddie Munson x female!Reader

Warnings: NO MINORS 18+ mentions of domestic and child abuse, mentions of murder, mentions of drug abuse, drinking, smut, gagging, licking, face riding. Etc

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Eddie’s tongue is poked out as he spoons the thick smooth batter into the cupcake liners. He had never baked before but could, surprisingly, crack an egg with one hand. Having cooked many fried egg sandwiches for himself and the guys while high, they once cracked two dozen eggs trying to master the culinary wet dream.

His arms have thick protruding veins popping out of them as he delicately fills the liners. You had nearly passed out watching him stir the batter. The muscles in his arm taut while he whisked the ingredients together. The bats on his arm looked as if they were in flight with every stroke around the bowl. Fuck, how could someone be this sexy just mixing some boxed cupcake mix?!

The oven dings signaling to you that it is preheated, pulling you from the depths of Perv Avenue that you’ve been a resident of since meeting Eddie. Eddie balances the cupcake pans over to the oven and gently places them in, running back to the counter to check the allotted time given on the box and setting the timer.

He claps his hands together like a little kid who was being awarded as line leader at school.

“That was surprisingly easy,” Eddie says with a grin, “I’m going to have to buy this shit when I get home so I can make them instead of stealing Wayne‘s nutter butters !”

Batter is smeared on his long fingers and before he can make his way to the sink to try to wash them off, you’re pushing him up against the counter.

Taking his ringed fingers into your hands you gradually add them one by one into your warm mouth. The first one you suck on lightly, curling your tongue around it like a bun would a hotdog. The second finger, his middle, you add to the first, swirling your tongue around both of them, dragging them out of your mouth to lick the batter off individually. Keeping your eyes on Eddie’s as you do it.

“Fuck sweetheart,” Eddie sighs, “what’s got you so wound up at 10 o’clock in the morning?”

“Oh I’m just thinking about what the square root of 794 is.” you deadpan.

“Oooh someone’s mouthy this morning.” Eddie says pulling your lip down with the pad of his thumb and watching it bounce back into place, “maybe you need something to keep that mouth busy.”

Eddie pushes his thumb into your mouth, you lightly suck on it, swirling your tongue around and around. You unbutton his shirt slowly, eye fucking him with each button you unclasp. You take a spatula and run it along the bowl til it’s full of batter. Wiping it down Eddie’s bare chest, the cold sensation of the batter sprinkling goose bumps on his alabaster skin.

Starting from the top of his jeans you lick thick stripes up his chest. Suckling and biting gently then harshly as you make your way up his body. The last lick of batter you keep on your tongue. As you bring your mouth to his, your tongue is hanging out, the sweet treat clinging to your taste buds. Eddie licks the batter off your tongue and closes his mouth around yours. Sealing the kiss with your tongues dancing against each other, Eddie slowly removes your shirt.

Twisting your nipples until they ache, you yelp out a whine. Eddie brings his mouth to them, licking against them and blowing gently onto them as if he were blowing a dandelion away into the wind. Watching them glow red with irritation and sensitivity, Eddie kisses up your neck.

You slide down to your knees on the cool kitchen tile, undoing Eddie’s handcuffed belt. Sliding his pants and boxers down you grab ahold of his length, giving him a few quick pumps while spitting generously on his thick, quivering cock.

“Shiiiit,” Eddie hisses, biting his cut lip and grabbing your hair pulling it back away from your face. Holding his cock by the base you gently slide your mouth down his length. You feel his thick girth hitting the back of your throat as you swallow gently around it, tongue out past your lips. Eddie’s eyes are rolled into the back of his head as you swallow him deeper. Breathing through your nose, tears fall down your cheeks as Eddie bucks slightly into your mouth.

Your own spit is running down your chest as Eddie fucks your throat. “Yeah baby, you like that? Feeling my cock down your throat… you’re doing so good for me, so good taking all of me.”

He slides out of your mouth as you take a gasping breath, you pump him up and down with your hand as you pop one of his balls into your mouth, inhaling him teasingly.

“Oh fuck, mmm that mouth is so sweet, holy f—”

The phone rings from the wall above you, making you both jump slightly, not letting it bother you in the slightest, you keep going. Slurping Eddie’s cock like a melting popsicle. He’s moaning your name, whimpering as his peak is nearing.

Phone still ringing

“Oh Jesus Christ. Oh fuck, I’m gonna cum, fuuuuuck” Eddie releases his thick warm cum down your throat, you continue to move your mouth along around his shaft as you swallow every bit of it, sucking his dick clean.

He wipes his brow as he chokes out, “come here sweetheart, I want to taste your sweet little pussy.” Eddie pants.

Eddie slides down the counter and lays down, you take your shorts off in a hurry. He moves his head between your thighs, so you’re straddling his face.

“Eddie, I don’t want to hurt yo—” Eddie shoves his tongue deep into your aching dripping hole.

Phone ringing louder

After what feels like hours but in reality is only seconds of Eddie lashing his tongue against your clit, he mumbles underneath of you. “I don’t give a fuck about my nose right now, sit down.”

Hearing his beautiful mouth filter those filthy words could make you cum on contact alone. You do as you're told, you sit back grinding your pussy against Eddie’s face. A moan escapes from his lips that vibrates on your clit. Sending a shock wave through your entire body.

Phone still ringing

“Fuck Eddie…d-don’t stop, mmm oh shiiiiit” working your hips against his tongue, chasing your high.

Ringing again.

“Fuuuck, fuc-” ringing “Eddie, Eddie hang on I have to answer this, it might be my p— hah-rents.” You lean onto your knees and yank the long cord off the wall behind you.

“He-hello?” Eddie grabs your hips and forces you back down on his face, twirling his tongue as you stifle a moan and cover the end of the receiver.

“Y/N, is everything alright? You sound like you’re out of breath,” your mother says through the phone.

“Oh, h-hiii Mom, yeah I’m f-fine, I just..” Eddie is swirling his tongue faster “…was o-ooo-outside” you lie through your teeth chewing on your lip.

You try to squirm away from Eddie but his arms are wrapped on either side of your thighs pulling you closer to him, pushing his tongue into your hole, and engulfing his lips on your clit.

“Oh, okay honey. Dad and I just wanted you to know we are flying in early tomorrow morning.”

“Alright m-om sounds good, sounds really really good.”

Eddie lets out a chuckle from beneath your dripping cunt. You squeeze your thighs around his face trying to snuff out his voice, the cool bite of the kitchen tile stinging your knees.

“Happy Fourth of July! See you tomorrow, love you sweetie!” Your mom and dad say in unison.

“I love you too” your voice wavering out like you're talking underwater.

You wait for the dial tone on the opposite end to finally release your pent up high.

“Oh my God Eddie! Oh holy shit, fuck fuck fuck right there!” You whine as your orgasm releases all over Eddie’s face, you can feel him grinning below you as you are shaking rapidly against him falling forward to the floor, unable to keep your balance any longer.

*DING*

“ That’d be the cupcakes,” you say face flush with the kitchen tile laughing.

****

You pack up the cupcakes with your freshly new red manicured nails, thanks to the stylings of Salon Munson. He actually did a really great job painting them, he was impatient at first not realizing that they needed to dry before the second coat, his pink tongue poking out as he carefully painted each nail. Eddie had thought long and hard between which color he had wanted his nails. He ended up finally choosing “midnight black” after resorting to ‘eenie meenie minie mo’.

You catch Eddie staring at his nails as he grabs the plate of cupcakes from you and puts the cellophane on top.

“It should be a crime how fucking sexy you are” you say wrapping your arms around his waist.

“Illegal in 40 states, baby” he says with a wink. Eddie follows you up the stairs so you can get dressed.

You decide on a pair of denim shorts, a red striped tank top and a simple pair of sandals. Eddie stood behind you watching you apply some light makeup. Mesmerized by your lipgloss.

“You really are the most beautiful girl I’ve ever seen, and I can’t believe you’re mine.” You turn around and give him a kiss. Whatever you had done to deserve Eddie in every lifetime, simply wasn’t enough for you. You wondered what your parents would think of him. Would they be loving and kind to him like they were to Steve? Would they respect your decision of leaving Steve for him? Even if they didn’t at first they would grow to love him. How could they not?

“Something on your mind sweetheart?” Eddie inquiried, holding your elbows and looking deeply into your eyes.

“We’ve never really talked about my parents before, you don’t know this and would have no way of knowing, but Steve’s parents and my parents are best friends. Like they went to college together, had kids the same year, same month even, vacationed every holiday and summer with kind of friends. I’m pretty sure our mom’s had been planning our wedding since before we even started dating. They really pushed for us to get together so we could all be one big happy family. We had plans to attend Harvard and buy a house and start a family of our own. Everything was falling into place, until I met you and you rocked my world and turned everything upside down in the best ways possible. I’m not nervous for them to meet you, I just think they’re going to be a little surprised and devastated that I dumped Steve.”

Eddie gives you a look of concern as he furrows his brows, “I guess I didn’t realize you were betrothed to Harrington,” he scoffed, rubbing the back of his neck.

“I'm not betrothed to him, I'm my own separate person and so is he. I just need to have a conversation with them about you, they are pretty supportive and I’m their only daughter, so it should be fine. We will be fine.”

“I just— I’ve never had to do this before, you’re my first girlfriend so I don’t know what to expect when meeting the parents… besides them screaming and throwing a crucifix at me” he says with a small laugh.

You roll your eyes, “we’ll be fine Eddie, they’ll love you like I do, let’s just spend today being happy and having fun okay?”

*****

You and Eddie arrive at the trailer, cupcakes in tow a little before noon. Eddie is smiling ear to ear holding his prized possession like a kid on Christmas morning. He bounds up the steps of the trailer holding your hand as he goes, opening the door of the trailer you see the walls are adorned with hats of many colors, another wall is filled top to bottom with a vast mug collection. Wayne is fast asleep in his recliner, a fan facing him blowing ominously. Eddie sets the plate of cookies down on the counter and pulls you along to the only bedroom in the trailer.

The walls are plastered with posters and magazine clippings. A giant sheet decorated with black and red lettering reading “Corroded Coffin” is hung up high towards the ceiling. There’s a dresser with a mirror across from his bed that houses an electric guitar. The top of the dresser is littered with random objects: guitar picks, loose change, cigarette butts, rolling papers, a dusty box of condoms, pens with the caps chewed on, a strange 20 sided dice, handcuffs, and a faded deck of cards. The closet had hangers jutting out of it in every direction, the bed had a single pillow with a flannel blanket thrown haphazardly across it. In the center of the night stand stood a single candle with a picture of a sugar cookie on it.

“Yeah, uh.. we fired the maid last week, she stopped showing up for work.” He says with a wink. You walk around the room admiring everything he had, you could tell all of Eddie’s 19 years were jam packed in this room, everything he had deemed worthy was shoved along onto the messy dresser.

“What’s this?” You ask pointing to the candle.

Eddie’s cheeks blush as he walks over to it running his thumbs along the glass. “I bought this on Saturday morning.. it umm… smells like you.. is that weird?”

Tears well in your eyes at the sweet gesture. Steve had given you many things, rings, pretty sweaters, an ‘S’ monogram necklace. But nothing was more pure and heartfelt than Eddie buying a candle for his room because it reminded him of you.

“You’re too sweet,” you say, pulling him into a hug.

***

After a few hours of Eddie showing you some of his favorite bands and promising you that he’d play them for you after Wayne woke up, you’re now standing in Bradley’s Big Buy deciding which hotdogs to get while Eddie is balancing a box of graham crackers on his head. It had been Eddie’s idea to have the guys’ over and grill and have a bonfire tonight instead of heading to Lover’s Lake.

“It’s up to you babe, I’ll eat whatever.” Eddie said, eyes focused on the box above his head as he tried to add the chocolate bars. You opt for getting 3 packages, hotdogs with cheese inside, jalapeño cheddar, and good old fashioned ball park. “And don’t worry about the guys, they can either eat what we make or starve.”

You're pushing the cart down the bread aisle looking for whatever is left on the almost bare shelves, shoppers already having bought their Fourth of July items days before the actual holiday, when you hear your name and a familiar voice echoing behind you.

Steve’s mother.

You drop the package of buns you were holding and at the same time the box of graham crackers comes crashing down from Eddie’s head.

“H-Hi Mary, Happy 4th of July!” you say with a fake smile and even faker voice. Her icy eyes looking from you to Eddie to you again, a slight look of bemusement on her tight lipped smile.

“Yes, Happy 4th indeed, Y/N. I wasn’t expecting you to be here, without Steve.” She says side eyeing Eddie and tightening her purse in her grasp.

Your tongue feels like it is cemented to the roof of your mouth. Eddie is casually standing beside you, his arm now resting around your waist and the other on the cart.

“We uh— broke up actually.”

“Oh honey, I’m already aware of your behavior the last few days. I guess I wasn’t aware that you had moved on so —quickly.” Eyeing Eddie as he stands beside you.

“Yeeeeah I—uh— well—I”

“It’s just a shame that Steve wasted so many good years on you just for you to end up getting beat up and probably knocked up by this generation's Munson trash.”

You can’t believe your ears. This was your mom’s best friend and she was being so rude you couldn’t comprehend it. Here stood a lady who helped your mother throw your birthday parties with Steve every year since you could remember, painted your nails for a girls night once a month, and is now acting like you killed her only son. Not only that but accusing Eddie of laying his hands on you? Nope, not today, not ever.

“Excuse me?!”

“You heard me you little tramp, we loved you like you were our own daughter, and you threw all of that away for him?” she screeched, jutting a finger out at Eddie.

White hot rage filled your mind and fumed out of your ears. You weren’t accustomed to yelling at adults but this would be the exception.

“Okay Mary, listen carefully cause I won’t repeat myself. I loved Steve, but we were growing apart. And instead of leading him along until I left him at the altar or something more dramatic than that, I decided to end it. So as far as I’m concerned, what I do next with my life, is none of your business. But what should be your business is maybe getting Steve some help, considering he beat the shit out of us last night after he drunk drove to my house high on cocaine. Have a lovely afternoon.” You spat pushing the cart around her and moving faster down the aisle, Eddie quick on your heels flipping her the bird as you went.

“I’m so turned on right now sweetheart, holy shit.” Eddie coos into your ear, licking it slightly. “Getting ready to box some broad in the grocery store, goddamn.” Eddie’s Cheshire Cat grin could make you melt. You couldn’t help the fiery burn of hatred for Steve and his parents course through your body. You had planned on saving your parents the grimy details of what happened last night when Steve attacked you and Eddie, but if Steve could tell his parents about you breaking up with him and have his mother talk to you that way in the grocery store, then fucking game on.

****

Driving back from to the trailer, Eddie was singing along to one of his tapes explaining to you that it was “Metallica’s: Ride the Lightening”. His hand was on your thigh thumbing along to the beat of “For Whom the Bell Tolls.” Pulling onto the grass beside the trailer, Eddie parks the van and grabs the bags.

You’re holding the door for Eddie as he carries in the bags humming along to himself. Wayne was awake and in the kitchen lifting the cling wrap off of Eddie’s infamous cupcakes. His icy blue eyes looked up to greet you, wrinkled with a smile.

“Hey Wayne!” You say to him excitedly

Wayne is about to greet you but is stopped dead when he notices the bandage on your face and your blood bursted eye. His face dropped sadly asking what the hell was going on. He knew Eddie would never lay a hand on a woman, he was just stunned. Eddie explained everything in detail on what happened minus your little catatonic episode. Wayne turned to you, fighting like hell to keep a single tear from falling. “Your ex boyfriend did this?” He said, gesturing to your face and eye.

You nod your head. Rubbing his hands over his face and standing up, he gathered both you and Eddie into a swift hug. “I’m just glad y’all are okay,” he says wiping the traitorous tears as it collected into his mustache, “let’s set that nose Ed before you look like that ugly fucker from ‘the Goonies’”

****

You were nervous at first to meet Eddie’s friends. They had all walked a different path of life from you and you didn’t want them to think you were dating Eddie for any other reason than that you loved him. When Jeff and Gareth tore down the dusty entry to the trailer park in Jeff’s blue Buick, your hands began to sweat and your breath was hitched in your throat.

“Don’t worry sweetheart, they’re going to adore you,” Eddie sang sweetly into your ear.

Getting out of the car the boys opened the backseat and emerged with a big blue cooler as they made their way over to you, Eddie, and Wayne.

Eddie introduced you to them the same way he introduced you to Wayne, as his girl.

Gareth was the first to speak up, “Fuck that was quick, you really don’t mess around do ya Munson?”

“Yeah yeah, how’s your girlfriend doing, shithead?” Eddie teased with a big grin.

“Would have been better if you wouldn’t have cockblocked me on Friday!” Gareth sneered back, flipping Eddie the bird and tossing a beer to him. “I know you didn’t want to get your ass kicked but it looks like it happened anyway, fuck man what happened!?”

“Long story short, her ex walked in on us sleeping, and he wouldn’t leave so she slapped him and he hit her, and then we started a Wild West fight minus the cool outfits and guns”.

“Fuck,” Jeff exhaled, “I didn’t think Harrington was like that, a douche sure but a a violent prick hitting a girl? What the fuck?.”

“We just saw him on the way here, he was with Wheeler and Billy Hargrove going about 90 mph through town, almost ran us off the road.” Gareth exclaimed.

You’re shocked and completely taken aback by the news of Steve hanging out with Billy. Obviously hanging out with Billy wasn’t just a one time occurrence for him, and that had you worried. Steve had always despised Billy. Had you really hurt him that bad that he would turn to drugs, alcohol and violence?

Eddie puts his arms around you pulling you into a hug, “it’ll be okay baby, it’s not your fault.” Eddie whispers gently into your ear.

As much as you had loved Steve, seeing him go down such a dangerous path was scary. You didn’t want to hurt him when you broke up with him for Eddie but your happiness counted too, and keeping someone else happy but not yourself is not the answer.

*****

“Hope you like burnt hotdogs,” Wayne laughs as he lowers himself into a barely standing lawn chair. Eddie and Gareth had been yelling at each other over the grill for the past twenty minutes.

“You have to flip them or they’re going to burn, dumbass!” Eddie screeches at Gareth.

“Christ, will you relax?” Gareth says with a joint hanging from his lips, “I’ve done this like one other time it’s totally cool.” Jeff is shaking his head sporting a beer in each hand. Sunglasses askew as he leans his head back almost falling off the picnic table.

You had resorted to roasting some marshmallows over the small fire pit Eddie dragged out from behind the trailer. Arranging the roasted mallow on top of the graham cracker and chocolate, you place it next to the little pile of already finished s’mores. Eddie and Gareth are still arguing over how long they should be cooked for. Seeing Eddie fuss over the hotdogs brings a laugh from your throat, the beer you had wasn’t helping the small case of the giggles.

“Something funny sweetheart?” He quips as he slams the lid shut on another round of blackened food. Waltzing his way over to you, eyes dark, the faint smell of scorched food tainting his clothing.

“Me? Oh nooOoooo. Nope! I've just never had an all black hotdog before and I don’t know if I should use ketchup or mustard.” You say biting your lip holding back from outright laughing in his face.

“Both!” Wayne yells from across the fire pit, giving a hearty laugh. You can’t help but join in with Wayne’s laughter. Eddie gets closer to you and sticks a ringed finger into your sides tickling you without mercy.

“That’s funny huh?” Eddie chuckles, still tickling you,“I’m slaving away like a 50s housewife and you’re laughing?” The giggle coming out of your mouth is becoming louder and louder as you try to fight him off.

“E-Eddie! St-stop STOP!” You day in between laughs.

“Oh baby, I love when you squeal my name.” he says only loud enough for you to hear. Your cheeks flush bright red and Eddie stops tickling you only to pepper your face with kisses instead. “God I love you. Even when you’re being a little brat.”

You take a s’more and shove it into his open mouth, scoffing, “I’m not a brat,” pouting your lower lip out.

Eddie is the one to laugh now as he eats the mouthful of s’more. He hugs you tight and flips Gareth off as he starts making gagging noises.

***

The hotdogs were very burnt, and a very high Gareth put two hotdogs in between a bun and added copious amounts of relish. “S’good” he bragged. Jeff passed out mid bite, head lolling down as he struggled staying upright.

“Is he okay?” You asked both Gareth and Eddie.

“Yeah he does this all the time, he can’t handle his shit” Eddie says, wiping ketchup from his lips and slamming down another beer.

“If he pukes, I’m gonna put his ass in the car.” Gareth says, putting the lit end of the joint in his mouth and only realizing when his tongue started to burn.

Finishing up the hotdogs and s’mores, you get a garbage bag and grab everyone’s plates, Eddie jumps up to help you gather empty beer cans taking the bag from you. You bring the condiments back inside to be out in the fridge. Wayne is sitting at the table lacing up his work boots as you pass him in the kitchen. “You know I’ve never seen that boy this happy in his whole life” he says, eyes finding yours.

You give him a soft smile and open the fridge, “I’m pretty happy too,” you admit turning around and hugging yourself leaning against the fridge.

“I don’t know how much Eddie has told you about his mama and daddy but, his daddy, my own brother, is the meanest son of a bitch I’ve ever met. Locked up for murder, should have been put away years before he was, but she never pressed charges. Instead she found a new boyfriend who supplied her drug habit and hit the road, leaving Eddie to fend for himself against that fucker.”

Tears begin to pool in your eyes as Wayne continues on.

“He always was a tough kid, but very tender hearted, he loved his mama more than anything, blamed himself for the things that happened to her and the reason that she left. I can’t imagine the pain he felt watching that happen to you last night. And I’m sorry that you experienced something as foul as having someone you loved hit you. Just know that, no matter the shit Eddie has seen and gone through, he’s not like his parents, he’s a good man. He would never do the things his daddy done, no matter the circumstance. Thank you for sticking up for him. He’s lucky to have you.” Without another word Wayne gets up and gives you a quick hug, “thank you for loving my boy.” he says as he grabs his thermos and a sack lunch and walks out the door.

Eddie comes into the house right after Wayne starts up the van and heads into work. “You okay baby?” He says looking at your test stricken face.

You nod your head and pull him into a hug. He was the most caring person you had ever met and he had no reason to be. Usually people with fucked up parents are themselves, also fucked up. But here was Eddie, odds stacked against him, beating every single one.

“I just love you a lot, and I want you to know that I really care about you.” You say murmuring into his neck.

“Well I love you too sweetheart,” he says kissing the top of your head, “I uh, I was going to ask if you wanted to come see us play tomorrow night at the Hideout? It’s a pretty shitty bar but it’ll be fun, what do you think?”

“Of course I’ll be there, wouldn’t miss seeing my man up on stage! Gotta let the little hussies of Hawkins know that the sexiest man playing guitar and singing is all mine.” you say kissing Eddie’s neck, feeling his arms wrap around you hoisting you up into his arms.

“Jesus Christ! Get a room already!” Gareth whines from outside.

“He needs a girlfriend,” you say with a laugh.

Eddie grins as you both flip Gareth off from the kitchen window. “Ahh, he’s just a little jealous. I’m the first of the Hellfire Club and Corroded Coffin to have a girlfriend. And the night I met you I was jealous of him because he was flirting with some girls and it came so naturally to him I couldn’t believe it. I still can’t believe you like me enough to stick around.” he snorted.

*****

The rest of the night goes off without a hitch, Jeff wakes up only when Eddie’s neighbors start lighting off some fireworks. He finishes the cold hotdog in his hand and declares a Roman candle war with Eddie. Gareth plops down next to you on a rickety chair. He finishes his beer and throws it behind him.

“So did you and Eddie really meet like on Friday? And then you two are what like in love and shit?” He demanded.

“Yeah, but it’s a little deeper than th—”

“I know the ‘twinfire’ thing or whatever— Eddie tried to explain it to me,” he says with a wave of his hand dismissing you, “ I’m worried that you’ll do what you did to Harrington to him.”

Your heart falls out of your chest. You didn’t want Eddie’s friends to hate you or think you had some alternative motive going on.

“I really love him Gareth,” you begin, “I know it seems odd that we are moving so quickly but I’ve never felt the way I do with Eddie with anyone, ever. I dated Steve for 4 years, and when I met Eddie I knew I could never love anyone other than him.”

“Alright fine, but if this goes south I’ll find out where you live and egg your house every night until I graduate.” He says with a cheesy grin.

“That’s a lot of eggs.” you say with a smile “now, tell me about this girl that Eddie cockblocked you from”.

Gareth goes into long intricate detail of how he has been pining for Carrie since middle school. And finally this year he got a little confidence and started slowly talking to her and finally on Friday they had made out.

“I don’t know what to do, I mean I think she likes me, we made out a few times but that doesn’t mean shit.” Gareth says fidgeting with his lighter.

“Well just call her and ask her out, be real with her. Have her come watch you guys play tomorrow night! I’ll be there! I can sit with her and talk to her about how cool you are.” You offer with a grin.

Gareth’s face brightens into a smile. “Shit you’d do that?! Oh man, what if she hates it?”

“Impossible, no girl would turn down a guy who invited her to watch his band play.”

Gareth agrees to call Carrie tomorrow and invite her to watch Corroded Coffin. Eddie and Jeff make their way back over to the trailer covered with sweat and smelling like singed clothing. Eddie lays an old denim patchwork quilt down on the ground and motions for you to come and sit with him. You sit in between Eddie’s legs and lean back on his sweat glistened chest. A sudden wave of contentment washes over you. Being with Eddie made you feel safe, made you feel like nothing in this world could bother you because of the love you shared.

The big fireworks that Hawkins put on over Lovers Lake had started. You could see them explode into the sky without the noise of them being so loud. You sunk down further into Eddie and craned your head up to look at him. His large brown eyes had reflections of fireworks in them, open wide with awe. You reach up to touch his face and run your fingers over his cracked lip. He looks down at you and smiles widely, “everything okay?” He asks tentatively.

“I love being yours” you whisper to him. His smile deepens and tears gleam in his eyes. He is so shamelessly attractive, you’re positive you have met the one person on earth who could never have a bad look. He wraps his arms around you tighter, squeezing you tighter and tighter. Eddie brushes a hair behind your ear, your neck in the crook of his elbow.

“Every time I look into your eyes, I fall even more in love with you.” Eddie says staring deeply into your eyes, leaning down to kiss you.

“Aww Eddie I love you too, come here big boy!”

Jeff and Gareth are both laughing hysterically, Eddie smirks at you and chucks a beer at them spraying them both with the sticky, foamy brew. You are all laughing, enjoying the pure bliss of tonight’s endeavors.

Young, dumb and in love.

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A/n: thank you for reading!! Next chapter readers parents come home and she tells them about Steve!

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