freaks [eddie munson x M!reader]

{Like I can}

{starting off strong with some Sam Smith. The story isn't based off the lyrics. It's whatever vibe it gives me haha. I've just got the song on repeat and trying to stick to the same vibe the song gives off.}

TW: homophobia

You and Eddie Munson had been dating for almost three years. The two of you were inseparable. Were one of you went the other followed close behind. If you didn't like someone Eddie didn't like them either. It wasn't hard to see that neither of you were massively liked by anyone, you two where the kings of the freaks. You would get high together, drink together, even go to jail together. Though neither of you were ever held for long. You were both deeply in love, and everything was going perfect for the two of you. Until one fateful night.

You snuck up behind the brunette, grabbing his shoulders causing the taller male to jump and shoot his head round to look at you. "Jesus Christ! Do you have a death wish?" Eddie shouted at you, making you laugh. "I'm sorry, my love." Eddie smiled, wrapping his arms around your waist and pulling you close to him. You raised your hand to Eddie's cheek, cupping his face. "So, I was thinking, and wanted to know if your down for a movie marathon tonight?" Eddie's face dropped. You caught onto this. "Or we could just get high?" You looked into his eyes. He looked slightly anxious. "Or we could get high and fuck?" You shrugged, Eddie just shook his head and sighed. "I'm sorry, sweetheart. As tempting as all of those are, I have a drug deal tonight." You gave him an understanding smile and stroked your thumb over his cheek. "That's fine. How long will it take? I'll come by after?" Eddie's face brightened up. "It won't be too long, darling. Come by at around ten?" You nodded giving Eddie a quick peck on the lips before turning to walk off. Before you left the room, Eddie grabbed your hand, pulling you back in for a longer and more passionate kiss. You smiled at his neediness. "Ok, I do have to go now Eddie. Cya later, dungeon master." You winked at him before leaving the room and walking off to your class.

{Time skip: Your now at home waiting till you can go to Eddie's.}

You had dressed up all nice. You wore a maroon crop top, with Eddie's jacket over the top and a pair of black jeans. You had a few chains dangling from your pants and one of Eddie's rings on your finger. He had used it to jokingly propose to you a few weeks ago after he caught you listening to 'All the single ladies'. (Ik it's not from the 80's but awel)

"Y/n? Sweetie, come down here please!" Your mother called to you from downstairs. You scuffed up your hair a bit and quickly checked the time, it was 9:46. You got off your bed and ran downstairs. "Hey, mom. What did you need?" She turned to look at you, looking you up and down before giving you a disgusted look. "Oh, your going to see him again. Aren't you?" She sighed before turning back to the food she was previously cooking. "If your talking about Eddie, then yes." You rolled your eyes, slumping down on a chair near her. "I don't know why you hang out with that freak. Y'know, I blame him for the way you are." She went on. She did this alot, complain about Eddie. "What's wrong with the way I am?" You questioned, getting slightly defensive. She turned to you again and waved her hand around. "Look at you. You look," She paused, grimacing. "Like a faggot." You felt your heart sink and you shrugged. "Would it be that bad if I was?" Her eyes widened and she folded her arms. "Yes. You are not gay. This is why I don't want you hanging out with him." She snarled pinching the bridge of her nose. You stood up folding your arms too. "Well, that's not your choice anymore mom. You can't stop me from hanging out with him." She looked at you surprised and stepped closer to you. "Y/n, I just want the best for you." She placed her hand on your shoulder. You shrugged it off. "No. You want what's best for you. You don't want to be known as the woman that raised a faggot." You clenched your jaw. Your mother gave you a confused look. "What's that supposed to mean?" You shrugged again and ran your hand threw your hair. "I don't know? What do you think it means, mom?" You watched as her face dropped. She placed a hand over her mouth. "No.." She gasped, gripping at her chest. You looked away. "No, your not. This is him putting things in your head." You shook your head. "Mom, Eddie is my boyfriend." You glanced at her, she had tears in her eyes. She stepped closer to you again and raised her hand. Striking you across your cheek. You grabbed face and looked at her in shock. "Get out. I don't want to see you right now." She turned and walked away from you. You felt tears threatening to escape your eyes as you ran out of the house.