dear eddie, (Eddie Munson x reader)

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(Warning: smoking, edibles, very high.)

*the next morning*

My eyes slowly opened. I felt Eddie next to me. Holding me. But I felt my hair moving. I turned my head to face him and saw him already awake playing with my hair.

Eddie: he smiled softly. "You messed up my braid." He sighed. "that's gonna cost you later." He said shaking his head grinning.

Y/n: I smiled back. "If you say so." I shrugged.  "Who taught you how to braid anyways?"

Eddie: "I used to braid my friends hair so he could have my hair. And let me tell you I tried to tell him it wouldn't work but he did not care. And I was right. It looked like shit."

We started laughing and then fell into a comfortable silence as I focused on the feeling of his fingertips tapping against my head as he made a new braid. (It's one of those small braids and he's basically making one then undoing it and redoing it again. In a cycle)

Eddie: "so" he said enthusiastically as he hopped up in a sitting postition. "What shall we do today m'lady" he bowed his head with a smile.

Y/n: "hmmm" I said slowly sitting up and crossing my legs. "Smoke weed?" I suggested wiggling my eyebrows.

Eddie: "BINGO WE HAVE A WINNER!" He said excited.

Y/n: I got off the bed and grabbed my bag. "Now the real question is. Do we get fucked up?" I said smirking.

Eddie: he started with being instantly sarcastic. "I don't know y/n... seems risky... we are alone and gonna be here all day but... FUCK IT LETS DO IT!" He said adjusting his position on the bed.

I chuckled at him as I got back on the bed. Bag still in hand.

Y/n: "now should we do edibles. Or smoke." I said opening my bag.

Eddie: "hmmmm." He hummed. "Why not both my love." He smiled.

Y/n: "sounds good to me mr. Munson." I smiled.

I grabbed the blunt that I had rolled already and a lighter along with brownies. Oh shit. We are gonna be gone.

Eddie: "alright my love we should take the brownie first. Wait a while. Then when it kicks in we shall smoke ze blunt!" He stood up on the bed throwing his hands in the air as he laughed at his fake accent at the end.

Y/n: I laughed. "Sounds like a plan." I shrugged with a smile as he sat down.

*2 hours later*

There we were. Sitting on the floor leaning against the bed. As we sat next to each other looking at the ceiling.

Eddie: "this place looks older than before." He spoke.

Y/n: "it does look older." I squinted.

Eddie: "when you smile do you feel the little tiny particles, that make up your face, moving." He looked at me.

Y/n: I faced him and smiled slowly. "I do!" I said amazed. "Why can I see everything but nothing at the same time? Like this isn't real. We are in a false reality." I said looking at him.

Eddie: his red eyes widened. "Woah. I never even thought about that." He smiled.

Y/n: "how do I even know if your real.... I've never been in any one else's point of view except mine. And I know I'm real. So how do I know your real?" I spoke softly.

Eddie: "ok I believe you. Your real. Do you believe me when I say I'm real?" He furrowed his eyebrows letting his eyes rest.

Y/n: "I think we are the only real ones right now."