(Fluff to make up for the misery I've put you through)
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I can feel the dents forming in my fingers as the tips of them press onto the strings.
"Let's just face it, I will never be good with guitars"
I say as I carefully hand the guitar back to Eddie.
I look up to see him frowning at me.
"Wait come here and sit on my lap, I'll teach you" he says after a while and I give him a confused smile but obey.
I sit down in his lap and I feel his arms going around my torso as he puts the guitar to the side.
"Was this just all a trick so that you could cuddle me, Munson?" I ask with a small laugh as he chuckles into my hair, his face now buried in my neck.
"I'll teach you tomorrow" He mumbles into my skin and I can feel the vibration of his voice.
Out of nowhere he starts tickling me at the stomach and I burst out into laughter.
"STOP ILL DO ANYTHING" I say between giggles and eventually he is towering over me as I lay down.
"Anything?" He asks playfully as he starts wiggling his eyebrows, starting to laugh as he is unable to keep a straight face.
"Ew, gross" I say as I playfully punch him in the chest.
He chuckles and bends down to kiss me on the lips.
"You don't think it's gross, admit it" He says as he pulls away.
"Maybe not" I smile as I cup his face and pull him into me again.
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Short chapter because my sister is practically begging for me to upload more 👹
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Eddie Munson x Reader <OneShots>
أدب الهواةGetting rid of my writers block with this one These are some oneshots of Eddie Munson. Not too many, but hey; it was nice while it lasted.
