#Their coworker: Eddie Munson huh? he’s great.

[morganbritton132]

Eddie, interrupting himself mid-live streaming because Steve got home from work: Hey, baby. My PR manager called me today and said that you’re making me look “unrelatable” with your “big spending purchases”

Steve: Eddie, you’re the only guy I know who has been accused of murder, incited a mob, got ate by bats, and helped a band of plucky nerds save the world.

Steve: People like you because you’re weird. Not because you’re relatable. You have never been relatable

Steve:

Steve: Freak

Eddie, to the camera: That’s mean girl talk for ‘I love you.’

[oneforthemunny]

rabbit food |older!dilf!eddie munson x reader|

prompt: after a run in with your ex, eddie has to let you know that you're all his. you're more than happy to let him.

haven't done older!eddie in a sec! and inspiration struck last night so here it is :) older!eddie and his lil bunny.

thank you @eddiemunsons-missingnipple for the edit <3

contains: 18+ MINORS DNI, age gap established relationship, eddie is 42 and reader is 26, protective!eddie, jealous!eddie, language, filthy filth to follow, fem receiving, ass play, anal sex, aftercare

The coffee shop was bustling, quite the crowd for a Thursday afternoon, but you supposed with finals and midterms coming up that was to be expected. Brielle had been on edge all week, her and Madeline crammed up in the house, pouring over books and notes. She'd been extra snappy lately with the stress, her and Eddie getting into a number of tiffs throughout the week, leaving you and Madeline to stand and awkwardly watch. You supposed you should've been used to it by now, you'd been around long enough, but you still didn't want to overstep when he was being a dad.

That was exactly why you  chose to have your date at the coffee shop. You'd quit a little over six months ago, not needing the extra work to busy yourself as much. You still liked to come and support the small business that treated you so kindly. It had history with you and Eddie too, after all.

You could hear the cheery sound of your name being called from across the cafe, smiling when you turned over you shoulder, expecting to be greeted with an old coworker.

"Hey," There he stood. Billy. Your ex-boyfriend.

Your blood ran cold, spine going rigid watching in slow motion when he crossed the space towards you. The same cocky grin, eyes narrowed and running over your frame predatory.

Your mouth ran dry when he stood in front of you, wrapping you in a hug that you didn't return. You could see he'd gotten new tattoos added to his forearms since your split, his hair cut shorter now, but he was still the same.

"What are you doin' here?" Billy asked, tongue running over his lower lip. "Came here last week and Theresa said you didn't work here anymore. Was she lyin' to me again?" He grinned, teeth baring.

You pursed your lips. "No, I don't work here anymore."

Billy nodded. "Good for you. Must be doin' better at the school now then, huh? Did they finally give you that raise you were always bitchin' about?" He bobbled his head like he was joking, but you knew by the way his lips snarled, curling at the edges he was serious. Always having to take a shot at you, put you down and leave you a little wounded.

You hummed, unimpressed. "Wow," You sneered, eyes rolling. "Anyways, it's been so great seeing you, but I'm meeting someone-"

"Yeah? Is it your friend, Nicole? Saw her and Marcus broke up. Think you could help me out?" Billy crossed his arms over his chest, looking down at you.

You scoffed, eyes bulging. "Nicole? Please, Billy, she hates you." You rolled your eyes hard.

Billy shrugged. "She doesn't know me. I'm sure I could change her mind." He said cockily. "I mean, I know you told her what a shit guy I was, but you certainly stuck around long enough. Must’ve been for a reason, hmm?”

Your blood ran cold, heart stopping. You could feel the familiar heat creep up your chest to your cheeks, embarrassment. You hoped he couldn't see how he'd made you feel, you didn't want him to have that over you. Judging by his smirk, arrogant and triumphant, he did.

"C'mon, you love to say what a shit guy I was, but you stayed around way longer than I thought you would." Billy took a step closer, you took one back. The dance all too familiar. Your back pressed against the table, trapped, pinned under his menacing gaze.

"Must've stayed around for something." He scoffed down at you, mocking you.

You stammered, heart hammering and mind racing. You were caught off guard, surprised. Billy inched closer, eyes narrowing even more. He opened his mouth to deliver the final blow, the final line that would break you into submission, leave you insecure and nervous like he always did.

"Hey, bunny," Eddie's voice called.

Your gaze snapped from Billy over his shoulder, seeing Eddie standing there, coveralls and a questioning glare. Seeing you ridged posture, helpless eyes cutting to his- he was stepping forward in an instance, heavy boots stomping against the ground.

"There a problem?" Eddie asked, gruff and mean, eyes locked with Billy.

Billy looked from Eddie back to you, brows knit in confusion. "Is this... You know this guy?" Billy asked, thumb hiking over his shoulder at Eddie.

Eddie scoffed, moving to wedge himself in front of you, hand on Billy's shoulder firm, pushing him back slightly. "You wanna tell me what's goin' on here, baby?" Eddie asked you, but his eyes never left Billy's standing toe-to-toe in front of him, you pressed securely behind him. "This a little friend of yours?"

Billy scoffed. "Look, man, we were talking, alright-"

"-No, not alright." Eddie's jaw set, grinding teeth in an unimpressed stare. "I think you need to leave."

You watched, eyes wide and rounded, flickering from Eddie back to Billy. Your heart hammered in your chest.

"Yeah? You gonna make me or something?" Billy scoffed. "What? Are you a friend of her dad's?"

Eddie laughed, humorless and mocking. "I think you know who I am." He sneered. Billy swallowed, faltering slightly. "Think you should get outta here. Before we have an issue."

Billy stammered, scoffing slightly. "What issue?" He rolled his eyes. Eddie's fists balled, and you grabbed his arm gently, pulling him closer. Billy took a step back, eyes wide. He tried to play it off, shaking his head. "Whatever, man. Don’t worry about me, alright? I’ve had it and don’t want it back. She’s all yours." He scoffed loudly.

Eddie lurched forward, a loud, stomping boot. "Ed, no, just..." You grabbed his arm gently, grinning softly at the way Billy jumped slightly, head spinning around with wide eyes before quickly leaving the shop.

"He touch you?" Eddie asked, eyes narrowed and serious when he turned back to you. "Tell me right now. I'll go out there, and fucking drag that-"

"-Eddie." You cooed softly, eyes darting around to the patrons that watched you, wide eyed and amused. "Maybe we should go." You whispered.

Eddie sighed heavily. "I'm sorry." He muttered, pressing a kiss to your temple. "I shouldn't have done that. I just-"

"It's alright." You reassured him with a soft smile, chewing on your lip slowly. Seeing him so protective, rough, it made your tummy flip, heat spilling and filling every inch of you. It was a new side of Eddie, one you hadn't seen. It was exciting, thrilling.

You ordered to go, letting him drive you back to your own apartment. His knee bounced, white knuckled grip on his steering wheel. You knew he was fuming, buzzing and bristling with anger, the scenario running over and over again in his head. Your thighs pressed together watching him take a drag of his cigarette, shaking his head.

"Should've beat the shit outta that little prick." Eddie exhaled out the cracked window. "Fucker had the audacity to try and go near you. The fuck does he think he is?"

You grinned softly, leaning over, pressing your palm lightly on his thigh. "He's a dick." You purred low in his ear, pressing a kiss to his temple, lips buried into the flecks of grey hairs that framed his face. "You scared him."

Eddie scoffed. "Little bitch. What a shock. All talk." He rolled his eyes. "Dealt with stupid fuckers like that my whole life."

"Well, you scared him away." You grinned, eyes lighting up with excitement. "My hero. What would I do without you?" You muttered, lips trailing down his temples, dragging slow and sweet down his cheek over his scruff of facial hair. Your hand trailed higher up his thigh, squeezing the skin beneath the thick, navy coveralls.

Eddie looked over at you, brows pulled together accentuating the deep lines on his forehead. He watched you carefully, pupils blown, lip tucked between your teeth, the small flush across your cheeks. He knew that look all too well.

"I don't find this nearly as amusing as you do." Eddie huffed, pouty and grumpy. "S'not funny at all. Him thinking he can talk to you like that."

You giggled. "Eddie, I don't think it's funny. I'm being serious. I appreciate you doing that for me. Billy's a dick." You sighed, giving him a knowing look.

Eddie scoffed. "Yeah, he is." He muttered. "Why'd you ever date a guy like that?"

You shrugged. "He could be nice sometimes."

"When? When he was trying to fuck you?" Eddie snapped, knuckles tightening over the leather steering wheel. "That why you were with him?"

You gawked, scoffing playfully at his remark. "Seriously?" You asked, tilting your head to the side. Eddie's jaw tightened. "Are you jealous or something?" You giggled.

Eddie huffed. "Not funny." He muttered, petulantly. "'M not jealous. Just trying to understand what would attract you to a piece of shit like that."

"I was young." You sighed heavily. Eddie's eyes flickered over to you, accusing. You faltered. "Alright, younger. And I thought he was cool, but he wasn't. He was a bum."

Eddie pulled into your apartment, turning the wheel to fit into the spot. "A total bum." He agreed, throwing the car in park and yanking his keys out. "Should be ashamed of yourself for dating someone like that, young lady." He gave you a stern look.

Your pussy throbbed, legs clamping together. You were sure you were soaking his seat.

Eddie opened his door and you followed, starry eyed and wobbly legged, excitement trilling and building deep in your belly. Eddie pressed you up against the door, dark eyed, nose pressing to yours. His hands, still stained and calloused from a day's work, pressed by your head, trapping you underneath him.

"Tell me, bunny, was he better than me?" Eddie asked, nearly a snarl on his lips.

Your heart thumped excitedly in your chest, spine tinging with familiar warmth that made you shudder. You shook your head firmly, eyes still locked with Eddie's. "No." You rasped.

Eddie cocked his head to the side. "Don't lie to me, baby." He warned. This was new, a darker, domineering side of Eddie you'd never seen before, possessive and exciting. It made you throb, knees buckling.

"I'm not." You whispered back. "I promise. You're the best I've ever had, and I mean that." You looked down for his lips, back up to his eyes, rounding sweetly for him. "Billy could barely make me cum."

Eddie snorted, faltering out of his demeanor. You grinned lightly. "I mean it. I really though that people lied about getting off from someone eating you out. Thought that was just something in porn." You admitted sweetly, tilting your head to the side.

Eddie barked out a laugh, shaking his head. "Oh, bunny, that is horrible." He cooed, fingers tucking under your chin, lifting your gaze up to him.

You shrugged. "Then I met you." Your eyes shined at the admission, gooey and warm under his gaze. He was melting you, making you feel so consumed with adoration. "Now I know better."

Eddie hummed, nodding slowly. "You better," He muttered, tilting his head so his lips slotted over yours, passionate and controlling, pressing you farther against the cool wood of your door.

You moaned into the kiss, letting him take over, tongue sliding over yours, swirling and exploring every square inch of your mouth. Your hand moving down to his waist, pulling him flush to you. You could feel his erection, hard and straining even against the thick material of the coveralls.

Eddie flipped you over, pressing you against the wall, hands on your hips. He kneeled slow, pushing your leggings down with him, pooling down by your ankles. You knew to spread your legs before he even asked, feeling your arousal seep out of you, spreading and coating your inner thighs.

Eddie groaned slightly, hands spreading your cheeks apart, salivating at your puffy lips peeking back at him, your tight, little hole taunting him. You looked delicious, positively edible, he was sure of it.

"Fuck, baby," Eddie rasped. "Lean forward for me a little bit. Let me get a better look." His hands were squeezing the fat of your ass, rolling and massaging the plump skin.

You pressed your body forward, shimmying back until your ass was nearly in his nose. Eddie breathed deeply, burying himself inside you before he devoured you, no warning, tongue lapping from your clit to your sopping hole back up to your ass. You whined, knees buckling at the surprise sensation.

His fingers went from your pussy, collecting your spend, spreading it over your tightest hole. You groaned loudly, eyes rolling and head tipping back at the sensation of his thumb circling your hole.

"Fuck, Ed, that feels so good." You whined, forehead resting on the wood.

"Bet that fucker never did this, did he?" Eddie growled, spitting a glob of saliva back down on your ass hole. You whined, high and nasally, feeling his pointer finger spread it around before the tip barely pressed in, just to the first knuckle and you were pushing back for more.

Eddie grinned. "Huh? Bet he never did this? Never ate this pretty little ass, did he?" He growled again. You shook your head, legs quaking at the sensation. Eddie smirked. "Scared little boy, pathetic. Doesn't know what to do with a woman like you. Doesn't know how to treat you."

His finger sunk in further, the second knuckle and you were moaning loud, cries and whines echoing off the door. You were overwhelmed with sensation, one finger plugging you from the back, pumping slowly in and out making you clench. His thumb working lazy circles on your clit, slow and steady how you liked it.

You didn't tell him that Billy or anyone in the past never took the time to ask you, to learn your body and the things you liked. They were only looking to chase their own pleasure, rubbing your left lip for five minutes while they jackhammered you, leaving you feeling used and unsatisfied. Convincing you there was something wrong with you for not finishing, never them. Then you met Eddie, and you never had that problem again.

You whined, rocking to draw his finger in tighter in you. His thumb kept working you slowly, the heat in your belly growing more and more, shooting electric spikes of heat up your spine, toes curling sensation.

"'M close, fuck, 'm close!" You chanted, head bowing down to look at your toes. You could see Eddie beneath you, the flex of his hands working on you.

Eddie's scruff pressed to your lower back, soft kisses against the curve of your spine, finger pulling back to catch your release and press it back into your ass again, a second finger starting in.

"Close already?" Eddie cooed, mocking and sweet. You could see his grin in the back of your mind, smug and dimpled.

You whined, hips rocking when the two fingers pressed forward. The stretch of your tight hold, invading and dipping further into you. You felt filthy for how much you loved the sensation of him in your ass.

Eddie pressed further into your clit, fingers rocking and swirling lightly in your ass until you cried out, clenching hard around him. Your cunt clamped around nothing, nails digging into the wood of your door as you rode your high, loud and unforgiving; neighbors be damned, he was making you feel too good.

Eddie watched your chest heave, two knuckles deep in your ass, the other dipping into your sensitive, sopping hole. You whined when he stood, fingers spreading wide, your sticky release stringing along them. You blushed, cheek pressed against the wall.

Eddie moved so he could see you, brow raised, his soaked hand in front of both of you. "He never made you do this?" Eddie asked. You shuddered, glazed eyes trained on the release.

You shook your head truthfully. Eddie sighed, examining the release. "A damn shame." He muttered, bringing your release to his lips. He sucked them off gently, eyes trained on yours.

A small whine caught in your throat, shaky legs trembling as you watched him. Eddie pulled his cleaned fingers out of his mouth, grinning at you. "Doesn't even know he's missing out on the sweetest damn thing in the world."

You blushed hard, smiling softly back at him. Eddie moved, body pressing back over yours, but his hands cradled your jaw this time, pulling you closer and closer into him. Lips found yours again, sweeter this time, taking his time to feel your soft lips against his. You could taste your own release on his tongue, a groan pulling out of your throat, vibrations tickling his lips that were still roaming your mouth.

Eddie pulled back, a string of saliva connecting from your mouth to his. "See?" He grinned. "Sweetest damn thing out there."

You let him bend you over the couch, pushing into your ass easily, using your own sticky, wet release as lube. Your eyes shut at the stretch, Eddie's hands soft and comforting on your back, shushing you with every inch that he sunk deeper into you.

He fucked you nice and slow, letting you adjust to the feeling. No matter how frequent you both fucked like this, he wanted you to be comfortable, gentle with you and caring. It made your chest fill with warmth, hips rocking back to meet his slow thrusts.

Eddie groaned at the squeeze of your tightest hole around his cock, strangling it in the best way. He was sure he wouldn't last long, not with the way you were reaching back between your legs, cupping his balls lightly.

"You're just my best girl, aren't ya, bunny?" Eddie groaned, eyes blown and focused on the stretch of your ass around his dick. The way your cheeks rippled and hips jumped when his hips met yours.

You whimpered in response, your own hand reaching to rub your clit furiously when his pace picked up, hips rolling and pressing into you so deep you knew he was lodged deep in your guts. He usually liked to fuck you on your back so he could see himself through your tummy, pressing a hand over it or sometimes yours.

You could feel that familiar rush, blinding hot pleasure with every brush of his cock in that sensitive spot inside you. How he managed to find every nook and cranny that made you gush, you weren't sure. He was just good like that, wanted to be good like that for you.

You rubbed your clit faster, toes curling as you climbed closer. Eddie leaned forward, back folding on top of yours. He pressed a kiss into your neck, sucking and nipping gently. His own hand moved underneath you, replacing your hand, fingers sliding and rubbing over all the places you needed them to.

"Oh!" You cried out at the sensation. His teeth nipping into your skin, leaving you clenching. "Again, do it again." You panted, bouncing and rocking back to help him rut into you further, faster.

Eddie obliged, tongue rolling over the sensitive skin in the nape of your neck, sucking slow and calculated, teeth grazing until you cried out. He felt your shake, collapsing into the couch, his hand circling your waist, still working your clit while you rode out your orgasm.

He could feel himself getting closer and closer with every thrust, dick twitching until he was spilling deep inside you, hips stuttering and breath catching with every slow thrust he spilled into you.

You were spacey, glass eyed and fucked out from the sensation. You could barely register the kisses he placed down your spine, muttering as he pulled himself from you.

Eddie's chest heaved, catching his breath. He was trained on his release spilling out of you, down your slick, puffy folds and dripping towards the carpet. "Fuck, bunny," Eddie pressed a hand to his forehead. "So good. You did so good, didn't you?"

He cleaned you up. He always did that. So sweet and gentle and attentive, even if he was exhausted too. Eddie took his time cleaning you gently, soft pets and gentle coos that soothed you as you came back down, came back to him.

Eddie had you pressed against his chest, curled up in his lap. He had his cigarette lit, slow drags as the embers cracked. His other hand ran up and down your back.

"That fucker ever comes around you again, you let me know." Eddie's eyes were half lidded, a little dark but serious.

You smiled softly, nuzzling deeper into his chest. "I will." You muttered, mind still foggy. "Don't worry about him. He doesn't ever compare to you."

Eddie snorted. "Good." He grinned, blowing smoke in the other direction.

You pressed your chin to his chest, right over the smattering of inked letters on his heart- Brielle and his mom's names and birthdays; you wondered if you'd ever be there too. Eddie looked down at you, soft smile tugging on his lips.

"What about me?" You asked slowly. Eddie raised a brow. "Am I the best you've ever had?" You raised your brows.

Eddie smirked, bumming his cigarette in the tray next to him. He shifted with a slight groan, leaning down so his nose was brushing yours. You could smell the nicotine on his breath, ghosting over your lips when he talked. "Bunny, you're the best I've ever had. Whole different league, whole different ballgame. On another level from anyone else. Incomparable." He said, small grin on his lips but you knew his words were genuine.

You perked up, beaming with pride. You lifted so your nose pressed against his, feeling your breath mix with his, hot on your top lip. "Promise?" You whispered.

"Promise." Eddie moved so his lips ghosted over yours. "My best girl, I promise. No one compares, bunny. Not even close."

[kinz-aeh]

Summer 85 - Eddie Munson (2)

Part 2 (2/?)

Part 1

Summary: After a long day at work, you meet your crush in the parking lot. Little did you know, Eddie Munson is a real gentlemen.

Pairing: Eddie Munson x Fem!reader

Warning: Swearing. I think thats all. It’s pretty much fluff.

Author’s note: WOW, (I’m still scared !) I absolutely don’t know what happened. I just posted the first part more for myself and for fun. Next thing I know, a LOT of people are looking forward for the next part ! Thank you so much ! I don’t think this part is as good as the first one, and I’m not sure if it makes sens. But I kinda want it to be this way. And I’m still pretty happy about it! I do hope you enjoy it ! (sorry if I repeat words a lot TvT) **Also, I mention a few songs and music artists in this one, please let me know if you would like a spotify playlist including the songs and artists in question ! I suggest very much to go look at the artists if you don’t know about them cuz they are all great !**

I was asked to tag people but really idk how tumblr works much for now so I’m sorry TvT

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It was night, you just closed the parlor and went your way. Robin and Steve were following you a few feet behind, just to make sure it’s not a creepy guy who would harasse you in the parking lot. But Eddie Munson was standing there, at the parking lot, his back against his van. He seemed to be looking around, nervous. His hair, that was earlier tied into a low bun, was now untied and falling over his shoulders. He was smoking a cigarette. You really thought he was hot, there, in the dark of the parking lot, the street lamp light coming down on him.

You stopped yourself a bit far from him, out of his sight. You turned to look behind you, and both of your coworkers were hiding behind a car, looking at you. You were tired and still had your uniform on. You felt ashamed to approach him wearing… This kinda crap. But Steve was giving you the thumbs up to go on and meet him.

‘’Oh hey Y/N!’’ Eddie Munson called you, throwing his cigarette to the concrete floor and stepping on it. You looked at him, he had his huge smile on and yet again felt your cheeks flush with heat. You approached slowly, looking away from him, scared to look into his eyes. ‘’Hey’’ you simply said, not really knowing what to say.

‘’So…’’ He laughed a little approaching you, putting his hands on his hips. ‘’You did came ! That’s great !’’

‘’Yeah.’’ You really didn’t know what to say and you were scared to talk and show off your emotions. So you just, stood there, looking at the concrete and the awkward silence taking in the space between you two.

Eddie approached you a bit more and leaned in front of you, so your eyes could meet. He smiled at you. ‘’Why so shy ?’’ He asked.

‘’What ?’’ You said, trying to look away again, but every time your eyes were looking at something different, Eddie was jumping into your view, with his big smile. For some reason, that made you laugh. So your last option was to hide your face. ‘’No ! Don’t hide ! Did you know your eyes are beautiful ? No joke.’’ He said taking your hands in his and getting them away from your face. He was now holding your hands. His hands weren’t very soft, they were a bit rough at the touch. Probably because he played a lot of guitar, or did hard work, or something like that. Holding his hands felt like a lightning bolt rushing through your veins, it made you hold your breath. You decided to look right into his eyes.

‘’I wish I’d have something else to wear.’’ Was the first thing you said, but then quickly added. ‘’I mean, I worked all day, it smells like ice cream and I’m kinda feeling shitty right now because of the smell, it stinks ice cream. And you know working for hours with ice cream, you just wanna get changed and all, I mean… Huh.’’ You were talking so fast. You were nervous and it showed. ‘’Sorry’’ you added in a sigh as you decided to part your hands from his.

‘’It’s ok. I get it I guess. Well not really but anyways. Maybe you should go home.’’ He said, playing with his hair. For a second you just stood there in silence, nodding your head.

‘’I guess so. Then hum…’’ You paused, didn’t know what to do. ‘’Then, see you next time.’’ You turned, ready to leave.

But Eddie looked at you surprised. He took your hand again, so you could stay. ‘’Where are you going ? I could give you a ride home maybe ? Well… It’s up to you of course but, isn’t it a bit scary to walk all the way home alone in the dark? My old man never really thought me how to be a gentlemen, but I know how to be polite at least.’’

You felt your knees weak. Eddie ‘’The Freak’’ Munson wanted to give you a ride home. You took a second to actually think about it. Of course you wanted to say yes, but staying next to him for a few minutes would leave you unable to speak, or breath, probably. But, it was now or never. You took your courage in your hands and smiled at him.

‘’Yes, sure… Hum… Thank you.’’ You said as he let go of your hand. He smiled and nodded, turning and going to his van to open you the passenger seat’s door. Politely, like a gentlemen, he bowed and showed you the seat. Before jumping in, you looked in Robin and Steve’s direction, they were all smiling and giving you too many thumbs up. So you did enter the van.

Eddie closed the car’s door behind you and you attached your seat belt. He then went to his driver’s seat and started the engine. Loud music started to pour out the car’s radio. A bit too loud, the second after he started the car, Eddie turned the volume down for you. Jesus. It smelled so much like him. It smelled a bit of weed too, but you didn’t mind. As he drove away from Starcourt Mall, he then asked you were you lived and the trajectory. You responded as your curiosity piked when you saw some music tapes thrown a bit everywhere in the car. One was on the floor at your feet, so you took it and looked at the title.

‘’Holy Diver… Dio’’ You murmured, more to yourself. You guessed it was heavy metal, it would be more surprising to find a cassette of Madonna around here, really.

‘’Oh, it’s metal, you probably don’t know much about it.’’ Tried to guess Eddie, turning his eyes to you for a sec. You smiled a little. ‘’Well, it depends. I don’t know every metal groups of all times. I do know a couple, probably the more obvious ones, like Metallica or Black Sabbath. I like it but I wouldn’t listen to it every day.’’ You said, more comfortable as music always was a subject you loved talking about.

‘’Really huh ! Oh right ! You told me you wanted to be a radio host once.’’ He said, his eyes on the road, snapping his fingers as he remembered. You stopped to breath for a second. He remembered what you said to him ? Instead of responding to him, you just tried to concentrate on the cassette in your hands. But your thoughts were going back and fort in your mind so fast, it made you whisper.

‘’You remembered.’’

‘’I did.’’ He said, in the same tone, but a bit louder than you. You looked at him, he was biting his lower lip, eyes still on the road, drumming his fingers nervously on the steering wheel. ‘’I also remember you humming Edge of Seventeen when you tried to focus on the work.’’ He added in a chuckle, looking at you for a brief moment. He stopped at a house, looking at the number. The lights were out and no car was parked at the front. This meant your parents were out. ‘’And I think we’re here ! It’s your house right ?’’

You were a bit surprised, you didn’t really remember humming one of your favorite songs during that homework session with Eddie. But you knew he wasn’t wrong. Humming a song during work was a habit. You only forced yourself not to hum when you were at the library or during an exam. But humming always helped you focus on work.

‘’Wait what ?’’ You asked turning yourself to Eddie, smiling a little. ‘’How did you know it was Edge of Seventeen ?’’

He snorts at you for a second and responded ‘’Common baby, I know I love Metal, but I’m not that uncultured.’’

‘’Baby ?’’ You asked looking right into his eyes, surprised. Now, it was his turn to be shy, and it was your turn to smile. His face became a bit red and he shook his head, like he betrayed himself and couldn’t believe it.

‘’Yeah ! I never said that. You never herd me. It was… The wind!’’ That made you laugh out loud. Eddie was looking at you, smiling, admiring you and your beautiful smile. He also looked at your hands realizing you were still holding onto that Dio cassette. ‘’You know, you can keep it.’’

You stopped laughing and looked at the cassette. It was obvious he was talking about it. ‘’Keep it? I don’t think so, I might borrow it.’’

‘’I still could buy myself a new one, you know.’’

‘’But borrowing it gives me a reason to come and see you again.’’ You said, with your shy smile growing a little. You couldn’t believe what you just said. It really came out of your mouth. Eddie opened his mouth in a big ‘’O’’ shape and chuckled. He seemed surprised. It was unusual from you to say things like this. It amused him.

‘’Flirting are we !’’ He said, teasing. Then he nodded. ‘’Okay, then, you can borrow it. But know that I have many many records and tapes you can borrow, whenever. Just let me know.’’ There it is, he tilted his head on the side and looked at you with some sort of puppy eyes. That was just adorable.

‘’Actually, I have an idea.’’ You said, looking at the tape of Dio. ‘’Why not, I borrow from you…’’ Your look went back up to Eddie’s. ‘’And you borrow one of my tapes. I have a shit load of music tapes at home. Just come inside and choose one!’’

Eddie looked at you in silence, mouth opened, his tongue a little bit out. He scratched his chin with his finger and seemed to think. ‘’Well, I’m not sure your parents will be happy to see a ‘’Freak’’ with their sweet little angle child in their home.’’

‘’Eddie, they’re clearly not here. And you’re not a freak.’’ You said. He still took a moment to think. ‘’And that’s huh… An invitation I imagine ?’’ You nodded, your heart beating so fast. You couldn’t believe it, all your fears going away, getting better at this, smiling, taking over the conversation, things you usually didn’t do. You were still as shy but, you managed to talk to Eddie and, even flirt with him. For some reason, Eddie made you feel comfortable. ‘’Well, I guess I could choose one or two.’’ He finally agreed.

—

‘’You can look around for a tape, I’m just gonna get changed.’’ You said as you opened your bedroom door, letting Eddie enter after you. Your heart was racing you almost thought you were about to have a cardiac arrest. Eddie was in your room. In your room. In. Your. Room. For a minute you couldn’t think of what to do.

You forgot to clean your bedroom earlier in the day. There were clothes hanging around, a bit everywhere, but not much honestly. Your bed was messy too. You were suddenly very aware of the bra that was on your bedside table. You just came to your bed very fast to hide it in your laundry basket. But Eddie was looking around and didn’t see you in action. You had a bookshelf corner, filled with music tapes instead of books. On the floor, there were the books that were supposed to go on your bookshelves. You had a desk filled with paper and pens and, of course your walkman laying there was ready for you to come back and listen to another tape. You went for your dresser and picked up some clean clothes to change into. When you turned, Eddie was looking at your music tapes. ‘’Be right back. You can stay here.’’ You said as you left your bedroom so fast in direction of your bathroom. Once in the bathroom, you looked at yourself in the mirror, trying to slowly breath so you don’t panic over the fact that Eddie ‘’SEXY’’ Munson was in your bedroom. You changed yourself in some comfortable pajamas and went back into your bedroom. You started to clean up a little, shy about him seeing all your clothes and some junk thrown a bit everywhere in your room.

‘’You don’t have to clean up, yah know. My trailer is way worse than your bedroom.’’ He said in a small laugh, looking at a tape he took in his hands. ‘’You do have an insane amount of tapes.’’

‘’What can I say, music is my passion.’’ You said, putting your clothes in your laundry basket. He turned to you for a second, with a shy smile on.

‘’Then, maybe you could offer me some advise.’’ He said, putting back your Stevie Nicks tape at its right place. You saw his hand fall into his back pockets. You just looked at him for a moment, the same way as you did earlier at Scoops Ahoy. He was standing there, looking at your bookshelf and waiting on your advise. Beautiful in the dim light of your bedroom. You woke a little from your daydream and went to the bookshelf and searched for a tape.

‘’I guess you don’t like pop music.’’

‘’Not my music of choice indeed. I don’t like it when it’s too catchy.’’

So you looked at the more rock/punk and blues genres you had in your collection. You had albums from the 60s, 70s and early 80s.

‘’Mhh.. Maybe The Gun Club or The Fans. Or even The Clash maybe. It’s difficult to find something you might like and still not know. You seem to already listen to rock music a lot.’’ You heard a cute snort and continued to look around.

‘’Actually not that much. Well, pop rock especially. Maybe from time to time I hear songs on the radio, but I listen to a lot of metal music and really hard rock songs, so… Yeah. Don’t know much more about all the different rock genres.’’

‘’Have you listened to Queen before ?’’ You asked, taking the tape A Night At The Opera from Queen. ‘’I mean, yeah of course. I know more of their really early songs that shaped trash metal music, up until Stone Cold Crazy, but I never really looked more into this group…’’ He shrugged, tilting his head on one side and crossing his arms over his chest. His look fell at his shoes. ‘’So you never heard Bohemian Rhapsody, the most rock ’n’ roll song of all time.’’

‘’Bohow what ?’’ He said, his head back up looking at you. That made you laugh so hard. You shook your head and went to your stereo. You couldn’t believe it. Eddie Munson was listening to so much metal music that he was missing out the other good stuff ?

‘’So you’re telling me that you know Stevie Nicks… But missed out on Queen ? I can’t believe you don’t even know Bohemian Rhapsody! You never heard of it? It’s the most known rock song of all time ! And you told me you were cultured!’’ He shook his head as you continued to add more comments about your favorite song, and the fact that he didn’t know about it.

‘’I told you pop rock is just not made for me. I barely know Queen.’’ He said in a snort.

You put the tape in your stereo and started to skip the first songs of the album until Bohemian Rhapsody started to play. The first words started to pour out of your stereo, forming a beautiful melody that you knew too much, and still loved till this day:

Is this the real life ? Is this just fantasy ?

Caught in a landslide…

’’This song, mister metalhead, is the best song of all time, it is not just pop rock, it’s hard rock, alternative, whatever the fuck you want it to be, even opera, and more different styles too! All at the same time ! It shaped the next years of rock and I believe a part of metal too.’’

That took him off guard. He just listened to the song, looking right at you, smiling a little and nodding his head. Aside Edge of Seventeen, Bohemian Rhapsody was your favorite song. Freddie Mercury’s voice rang into your ears, and you started to move your lips at the same time. Smiling and whispering the words, so Eddie could hear the song instead of hearing you scream out the lyrics out of your lungs. You really forced yourself not to scream the words.

He found his way to your desk’s chair and sat, just the time to listen to it. He seemed focused. And you found your way to your bed. Heads in the clouds, daydreaming yet again. You remembered watching the music video on your tv, just once, and it opened you a door to so many different songs and music genres. You always dreamed to meet the band, you had so many questions in mind, so many things to say to Queen. It’s because of Bohemian Rhapsody that you started listening to other artists, to rock and metal and grunge and punk.

‘’Shit, it’s like listening 4 different songs.’’ He said, his eyes still on the stereo and head banging a little as the hard rock part came in.

You finally started to sing out loud, your favorite part coming on. ‘’So you think you could stone me and spit in my eye ! So you think you can love me and leave me to die?! Ooooh bab…’’

But then, right before you could continue, you heard the front door of your house open, steps coming in. ‘’Y/N ! We’re home ! Oh honey she’s again blasting the house down with her darn music. Y/N ? Y/N ! Low the volume down !’’ You heard your mom call.

You jumped out of your bed, surprised. You went straight to your stereo and stopped the music. ‘’Shit.’’ You let out in a whisper as you took the tape out with shaky hands. Eddie stood up and looked at you, trying to figure out what to do as your parents came home. ‘’Huh’’ You put the in its box and approached Eddie to give it to him. ‘’The window !’’

‘’Wait you’re throwing me out the window ?’’ He whispered, surprised as you pushed him toward your bedroom window. Your bedroom was on the first floor so it wasn’t dangerous for him to jump out and go safely to his van. ‘’No choice, if my parents see you…’’ ‘’I told you that !’’ He whispered anxiously as you opened your window. He jumped out, but before going, he turned to you. His two hands were gripping yours. ‘’I didn’t say that in an angry way. Don’t feel bad about the shit I say sometimes. Please’’ You snort and look right at him.

‘’I’m still working tomorrow. Maybe you could come by...’’

He leaned in and softly kissed your lips. You didn’t respond, because you didn’t know what to do. You did have your first kiss before this one, but right now, you just couldn’t believe he was kissing you right there, out of the blue. He took a step back and put his hand on his mouth. ‘’Sorry! I hope it wasn’t your first or something I huh… I just… It’s just…’’ His voice was shaking a bit and you could feel his nervousness. He seemed very different than earlier at the ice cream parlor.

‘’Y/N ? Are you in there ? Can I come in ?’’ Your mom said while opening the door. ‘’Mom I’m changing !’’ You screamed so loud, Eddie was trying his best not to laugh. At least, your mom didn’t enter and closed the door shut.

‘’Oop ! Sorry darling. Take your time !’’

‘’I liked it.’’ You whispered, biting your lips, your heart beating so fast, and now it was your turn. You leaned and left a soft peck on the tip of his lips. ‘’But now go before my dad throws a shoe at you !’’ You whispered in a laugh, your heart beating so hard you swore Eddie could hear it too. Eddie didn’t say bye, he just smiled, putting a hand in his hair and walking backwards while looking at you. He practically fell on his way to his van, because he was too dumbstruck by you, and wasn’t looking where his feet were landing.

Once Eddie was gone, you turned to your door, a huge smile on.

‘’I’m done changing !’’