dear eddie, (Eddie Munson x reader)

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Eddie finished his drawing while I was still working on the finishing touches of his hair.

Eddie: he sighed dramatically. "Y/n!!" He groaned.

Y/n: "hey mr. 'I'm a patient guy' you can calm your tits down for 10 seconds." I said concentrated.

Eddie: "I'm patient but damn your taking too long." He laughed.

Y/n: I rolled my eyes and smiled. "Andddd... finished!" I said excitedly.

Eddie: "finally slow ass." He smiled.

Y/n: "Do not make fun of me!" He laughed.

We laid the drawings down on the bed and examined them.

Eddie: "mines better!" He raised his hands in defense.

Y/n: "NOT TRUE YOU DREW A STICK FIGURE WITH HAIR AND A BLUNT!" I said pointing at the drawing.

Eddie: "yes but mine is prettier."

Y/n: "false! I drew each individual hair strand to make your hair looks amazing!"

Eddie: "ok yours is definitly better artistically. But mine represents the most beautiful person ever." He raised and eyebrow.

Y/n: "so I win?!" I smiled.

Eddie: "only because you have better art skills than me." He laughed. "It's actually pretty good!" He complimented.

Y/n: "well it's clear neither of us are very good at drawing but come on a stick figure!" I laughed

Eddie: "hey listen!!" He raised his hands up. "I didn't know what else to do." He laughed.

Y/n: I laughed. "So you drew a stick figure with hair and a blunt." I smirked.

Eddie: "is it inaccurate?"

Y/n: "no but-"

Eddie: "case closed I win." He smiled standing up on the bed.

I sighed and chuckled as I laid back down I let out a slow breath squeezing my eyes shut as I slowly slid down onto my back. My arm burned but it wasn't as bad as yesterday.

Eddie: "You all good y/n?" He asked as he laid down next to me.

Y/n: "yeah just hurts." I smiled at the relief on my shoulder.

Eddie: "it'll be better soon love." He smiled.

I relaxed my body as I felt eddie get under the blanket then adjusting the blanket on both of us.

Eddie: "can i lay on you? Or do you think it will hurt your shoulder?"

Y/n: "as long as your not laying on my shoulder I think you should be good." I laughed.

Eddie: "oh thank god!" He said moving his head I between my tits and wrapping an arm around my waist.

I laughed at his head placement and ran my fingers through his hair with my good hand 😩👌. He looked up at me resting his chin on me.

Eddie: "i love you" he smiled.

Y/n: "i love you too" I smiled back.

Eddie: "do you care if I take a nap I'm kinda tired." He said as I felt his thumb start tracing circles on my side.

Y/n: "no go ahead im kinda tired too so." I said as I started playing twirling his hair on my finger.

Eddie: "thank you and goodnight love." He said readjusting his head back to where it was before.

Y/n: "goodnight my love." I smiled to myself as I drifted off into sleep.

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I fluttered my eyes open and groaned at the pounding feeling in my head. I looked around seeing I was in some sort of white room with no windows. I got off the bed I was on noticing my shoulder didn't hurt. I noticed I was in the hospital gown again.

Shit. I drew my attention back to my shoulder and lifted the gown off my shoulder revealing a scar. What the fuck??? I put the gown back in place and instantly went to the door opening it quickly. The hallway. The same one from my dream. Is this another twisted dream? I walked down the hallway seeing that door from my dream. I opened it not caring at that point and the tall blonde man stood infront of the mirror.

?: "number 15! Back so soon?" He smiled turning to me.

Y/n: "who the fuck are you?" I questioned.

?: "I'm Peter. Peter Ballard." He smiled warmly.

Y/n: "what are you doing in my dreams? Why am I here?" I questioned.

Peter: "your starting to remember everything!" He smiled excitedly.

I looked in the mirror. I was still myself. Not a child like last time.

Peter: "I know this is confusing for you. But just know it'll make sense in time."

Y/n: "this can't be a memory..." I said.

Peter: "no. Think of it more as a meeting."

Y/n: "why is my wound healed...?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

Peter: "you can't be at a meeting in pain. You would be distracted."

Y/n: "Are you a memory..? Like for my dream?"

Peter: "yes but no... right now I entered your dream. To talk. But any other time when you are in your child appearance I am nothing but I memory."

Y/n: "Why now?"

Peter: "you are needed. But you can't remember everything by staying here. You need a little push... by people I hate. Bad people. But I cannot simply make you remember everything. You need them. They won't hurt you but they will find you soon. Very very soon."

I was so confused. It was a lot. So confusing. Is my brain tricking me? I closed my eyes right and sat down on the floor.

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My eyes opened as I gasped slightly. I looked around seeing Eddie still laying on my chest peacefully sleeping.

I breathed heavily as I sunk down a bit deeper in the sheets as I focused on Eddie's warmth. I found it comforting. I played with his hair and had a lot of my mind. The dream situation won't leave my mind.

My thoughts clouded my mind making it hard to sleep. I just want to think about this later. After a while of playing with Eddie's hair I drifted off into sleep.

(A/n: sorry I haven't updated I'm camping so it's a struggle to post out here 😭 love you guys thanks for you patience ❤️)