[✓] 𝕴 𝖜𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖆 𝖐𝖓𝖔𝖜 𝖜𝖍𝖆𝖙 𝖑𝖔𝖛𝖊 𝖎𝖘 {Eddie Munson x OC}

Fifteen

(ep 6 pt 1)

I fell asleep right before the sun started to rise. I could tell it was getting brighter out. Dustin was put on first watch and then Lucas took his place around the time I was falling asleep.

Nancy found the bag I packed in the back of Steve's car. She forced me to tell them my favorite song's just in case Vecna came back for me.

I pulled out a mixtape Johnathan made me for my birthday before he moved. It had my top ten favorite songs on it.

I Want to Know What Love is by Foreigner. Take on me by ah-ha. We built this city by Starship. We're Not gonna take it by Twisted Sister. Dancing Queen by Abba. Eleanor Rigby by The Beatles. Should I stay or should I go by The Clash. Under Pressure by David Bowie. (Jonathan's recommendation, of course) Somebody to love by Queen. Don't stop Believin' by Journey.

When I woke up in later in the morning, Max was cuddled next to me. We both had out walkmans on and I could tell she was more scared now.

I looked around and saw Steve reading a newspaper on the chair in front of us.

"You're on watch now?" I whispered to him.

"Yeah, Nance and Robin went to get Eddie food and we're all driving over to the boathouse when they come back. They should be back any time now," Steve replied, not looking up from whatever he was reading.

Dustin and Lucas were upstairs, I could tell by the fighting over the last red apple in the kitchen.

"How has Max been?" I asked Steve, still whispering.

"She only fell asleep maybe an hour ago. She's just been crying. Charlie, it's taking a toll on all of us," Steve sighed. "Why couldn't it have been an older person, they've lived their lives full of regret and secrets. Why teenagers?" He wondered.

"Maybe Vecna thinks I'm hot. He doesn't want Eddie to have me," I replied.

"Eddie Munson?" Steve looked at me wide eyed.

"I thought Robin would have told you by now," I yawned.

"Robin forgets easily. Now, what about Eddie?" Steve asked.

"I'll tell it as dramatically as possible," I began. Steve rolled his eyes. "So we were in toe boathouse. I was going bat shit crazy by listening to you guys on the walkie. Maybe I was crying, I don't remember. Eddie pulls a Steve Harrington and twirls me into his arms. We're getting all romantic and his eyes are, like, super hot, like charcoal in a fire. Anyway, we lean in and boom, we kiss. He's super gentle too. It was hella romantic."

Steve was quiet as he took all of this information in. "Why can't anyone describe me the way you describe Eddie? He sounds super hot. Holy hell." Steve bit his lip and stretched. "Okay, so what happened after you kissed?"

"You guys called me on the walkie to come here. It was right after Max's first vision," I reminisced.

"And you left a hot guy all alone when you could have done so much more than kissing?" Steve looked bewildered.

"Dude, I hadn't showered in, like, two days. Plus we had no protection. Use your brain Stevie boy. I was not about to be eighteen and pregnant," I stared at him. "You would have been a grandfather, Steve. Another child to babysit." I smirked at him.

He shuddered. "Nevermind. Save it for after we save the world then."

"Oh, believe me, I was definitely planning on it," I grinned at him.

"God, Gross, I don't need details," Steve muttered.

"I can describe it to you perfectly," I started. "I'm gonna reach down and undo his belt before..."