Freaks// Eddie Munson Fanfic

The ring

When I left school it wasn't late and I didn't want to get home so soon so I went to pay a certain someone a visit since his place is only a short detour from my route home.

Once I got there it was pretty empty outside. The only sounds were coming from TVs and conversations inside certain trailers.

That was until I started hearing noises coming from Eddie's trailer.

"Damn it!"

I walk up to it and start hearing pretty loud bangs and his frustrated grunts.

I knock lightly. "Eddie?"

I continue to hear movement but none to open the door so I just open it carefully.

"Where the hell is it?!"

When I'm in I see the place pretty trashed.

I happen to spot him tossing stuff in his room.

I walk in and look around and as I'm about to shut the door it gets stuck and I try to push it close but it won't budge. I look down and spot Eddie's skull ring in the way.

I grab it and sigh.

I walk in slowly making my way to his room.

His back is facing me as he's rummaging through his drawers looking for what I'm assuming is the ring?

His room is...very interesting. He has a bunch of band posters and to the far end of the room he has his electric guitar, I saw him use at the bar. It's hung up looking like a very big trophy being displayed.

I knocked lightly finally getting his attention as he snaps his head to me.

"Oh-hey," he says looking around everywhere like he's now very much aware of the mess he's made.

"Looking for this?" I ask raising the ring to him on my finger.

He walks over quickly smiling widely.

He grabs it from my finger examining it before looking up at me and kissing me quickly on the lips.

"You, my sweetheart, are a life saver," he says with a cheeky smirk.

It caught me off guard for a bit hearing him call me that but I recovered quickly.

"And you my friend are an idiot," I say shoving his face away.

I walk into his room taking a glance around before I feel him grab me by my arm.

"Hey-what do you think you're doing?" He asks with a devilish smile.

"Just glancing around," I say as he lets go. "You've seen my room."

"Yeah well, you didn't reck your room."

I look around at the place and everything seems very...Eddie. I turned to the wall to see a big chain hanging and a pair of cuffs.

I widen my eyes in curiosity before looking back at him

He has his hands on his hips looking at me and the cuffs back and forth.

He just smirks.

"I don't know what you're thinking but get it out of your dirty little mind."

"You're no fun," he says walking up to me before wrapping his arms around my waist.

"Hmm, that's not what you said at my place."

His smirk widens and he leans in and kisses me. He moves his hands to my face cupping my cheeks as our breathing gets louder.

He walks us over to his bed without breaking the kiss and we sit down on it.