eddie munson x reader oneshots

- ,,❛❜ : overwhelmed ꒱꒱

tw/cw
just reader is overwhelmed and every little thing is getting on their nerves
just headcanons on what he'd do to calm you down

this is just something so i can try relax at the moment. im not really going to use capitals and stuff for it since i really do need some sort of way to stop being overwhelmed atm.

◈ Eddie would treat you carefully, not wanting to get you more overwhelmed by the second. Each and every little thing that seemed to bug you ticked off a nerve. Your clothes didn't feel right? You'd get more angrier and thrash around the the shirt. Once, when you tried putting on a turtleneck, you felt so uncomfortable that you bashed a hole into the bathroom wall. You absolutely didn't realize how pissed off you were, crashing around to where Eddie had to comfort you outside away from others'.

"Baby- Baby calm down. It's me, calm down." He ushered you away from the school, holding you in his arms. He whispered soft nothings' into your ear, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist. You held onto him, shaking as you held back tears. Everything felt so out of place for you, your skin didn't feel right. Your body didn't feel right entirely. 
"It's gonna be okay princess, I promise." 

◈ If you were in need of almost crying, or to rant, he'd listen. He'd grab you a drink of any kind, some food, and sit down right next to you on his shitty matress and listen to you rant about things that seemed to bug you, even if it was the hair on your face. He'd chuckle, but just listen to you until you've finally calmed down. 

"AND! IT PISSED ME OFF SOO MUCH, I LITERALLY NEARLY. NEARLYY. THREW IT AT STACY!" You shouted loudly, slamming your closed fists onto the mattress. Eddie huffed, chuckling at your sudden change of mood as a hair fell infront of your face. You tossed and turned, pissed off and angered at the sudden feeling of the hair touching simply the tip of your nose. It didn't move, so Eddie took his chance and moved it away with his finger. "Thank.. Thank you. Jesus christ, I hate hair sometimes. I wish EVERYONE was born WITH NO HAIR! And that HAIR never EXISTED!!" Oh lord, here we go again with the 'wanting hair to never exist' rant.

◈ Always. Always. Did everything. Laundry? Done, Cooking? Done, Hanging out the clothes? Done, Cleaning around the house? Done, Shopping? Done! This man will do ANYTHING just to make you feel better. Though, you do have to pay him back for tiring this guy out all day. 

"Andd that's the washing done!" He placed down the empty clothing basket that held no longer the soggy clothes that wasted away in the contraption. You sat on the couch, looking up at him from the newspaper that seemed to be bugging you badly. You took notice of how every chore that was possible within the trailer was to be already done and completed. "So, sweetpea, what else would you like your Oh so brave Prince to do for you?" You laughed, staring at him as you seemed to calm down from your high angered fire-flame and tilted your head to the side. You directed it to the couch, to sit beside you so you can cuddle the metalhead.

◈ If you were stressing in class, Eddie would get you both out of the classroom instantly so you don't burst out. You'd have extreme trouble focusing, nearly zoning out or even cursing out the teacher for all he knows! You were just always on edge, and he had to give you some space. Even though the teacher disobeys the request, he'll do it anyways. 

"OH FUCK Y-" You were dragged by the arm, Eddie gripping it softly as he pulled you out of the class. You could hear the fumes coming out of the teachers reddened face after calling out every little aspect of him. Insulting his bloodline, and that recedding hairline that seemed to push all the bitches he could gain away, Eddie had to get you out of class for some air. "C'mon!- Let's go to the back okay?" Eddie spoke softly, turning to you as you huffed. I guess you could atleast get a breather, you deserve one either way.

◈ If you suffered from any stomach pain, shoulder, neck or back pain at all, he'd rush to the nearest store to get you medicine. Joyce, knowing exactly what to do, would definitely just get Steve to deliver it to your guys' shared trailer. Steve, being the best mom ever, would help you and Eddie out in the complex situation. Eddie guessed it was your period, but Mama Steve had other suggestions and guesses.

"Dude, she's not on her.. you know." "Period? What could it be then man! Help me out here, she won't even let me cuddle her." Eddie whined, staring at his friend. Steve sighed, flipping his glasses up onto the top of his slick brunette swished locks. He huffed, looking around as he looked back down at Eddie. "She's overwhelmed, which means she'd probably be aching right now. Overwhelming can cause back, neck, or shoulder pain's sometimes. Even stomach pains, so just maybe get her some painkillers and a drink of water, and treat her like how I treat Nancy." Steve suggested, his iconic pose of his hands on his hip, tilting it out a bit. "Like a douchebag?" "What? No." 

◈ Would let you go through his cassette tapes, and play with some music for the time being. He loved seeing you adventure through music tastes, even if it isn't his own! He doesn't mind, whatever makes you happy makes him happy. He's just happy to see you calm down, and it to relax you. Though, at times he'd probably say something rude about the band or insult it, you'd have to give him a few light smacks on the arm to make him stop insulting them for fun. Though you have to admit, it did make you laugh.

"Oh god, this guy? Again?" Eddie looked at you, with a shocked expression on his face. You gasped, insulted even though he didn't even mean to sound like he was. He laughed, looking at you as he just chuckled. "Okay okay! I didn't mean to insult him, his music is great babes."