request: Sub eddie plzzzz (x2)
word count: 2.5k
warning: swearing, mention of drugs, smut (characters are 18+, minors dni!) oral (f receiving) bondage/cuffs. hair pulling. more switch!eddie. also, calling him ¨Munchy¨ again bc I'm making it a thing.
It was strange what the time of day could do to a location. You had been down at the trailer park probably over a dozen times and knew there was nothing to be scared of. It was just like any other place in Hawkins. And yet, when the sun went down, there was nothing illuminating the path between the trailers but the yellowish lanterns at the doors... there was a gnawing feeling at the back of your neck that you just couldn't get rid of.
You got out of your car quickly and made your way over to the trailer, knocking twice on the door. It was quiet while you waited for it to open. It sounded bigger and angrier than what you could see when you turned around.
'Welcome to the castle!' Eddie opened the door and announced himself, startling you.
'Jesus,' you grabbed for your heart, which felt like it was about to burst from your chest.
'Eddie,' he pointed at himself, 'not sure where the confusion might come from.'
'True, you're more like the devil incarnate.' You said while walking inside.
'You flatter me, baby.' Eddie closed the door behind you while you tried to calm down. It was just a silly nickname; it didn't mean anything.
The trailer was messy inside. Not entirely, but plenty of things were lying around that had made the random nooks and crannies their new home. Mugs were on almost every surface imaginable, and the couch was covered in laundry.
'Yeah, sorry about the mess,' Eddie was tidying up behind you, moving around, picking up things just to put them down a few inches to the left. 'So, what were you in the mood for tonight? The usual? Or maybe some Special K? I also got–'
'No, just the weed's good,' you smiled. Eddie nodded and made his way to the end of the trailer where his room was situated. Not being really sure what to do with yourself, you decided to follow him there.
His room was just big enough to fit in his double bed, a dresser and a few shelves where in-between hung his pride and joy– the red and black B.C. Rich Warlock guitar was the centrepiece in the room and immediately what your eyes clung to when you walked inside.
Eddie usually would greet the instrument with a kiss, you had seen him do so, but this time he was too occupied searching through his cupboards for his stash. For someone as well organised in his business as he was, he sure did seem to misplace his product a lot. So, while you waited, you sat down on the bed and noticed another of his prized possessions. The large black binder with the Hellfire logo scribbled across it called out to you. Since he had his back turned to you anyway, you could risk taking a look, surely. You reached out for it, opened the pages and let it fall open–
But Eddie slammed it shut and you had to look up to see his face.
'Uh-uh-uh. Naughthy y/n.' He pouted and waved his finger at you teasingly. 'Now, that's rude. You know that this-' he grabbed the binder and held it tight to his chest, '- is off limits. No matter how cute you may be.'
'So you think I'm cute?' You challenged him but prepared for another snarky comment of his.
'Of course I do.' He surprised you with that answer. 'Thought I made it quite clear, too.' You had no response to that, just stared ahead at him with a blank expression. You sat there, on the bed, frozen and slightly confused, only able to let your eyes follow Eddie's movements.
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Stranger Things one shots
Fanficcollection of one shots about Stranger Things characters. pairings will be mentioned in the chapter titles and warning before each story. Smut is for 18+ only. Minors DNI