summary: reader and Eddie get drunk at a party. The truth comes out. NSFW. MATURE. CONSENTUAL ORAL and VAGINAL SEX.
You sighed, parties were not your thing. Being curled up on your bed with a good book, Pat Benatar blasting on your radio was way more along the lines of what you wanted to be doing this evening. Sara, your best friend, got herself invited over to a party and didn't want to go alone. She fell to her knees, begging for you to allow her to get you dolled up and be her plus one, "Please, (Y/N), it'll be fun I promise. It's one of the first parties of Senior year! You'll look great a-and, and Eddie will be there!" You rolled your eyes as you sat down on the edge of your bed, "Sara, most of the people at this party don't like me. I don't like them. Make-up isn't going to change that. Besides how do you know Eddie is going to be there?" Your heart fluttered just from saying his name. He was a total Zeek and Sara knew you pined for him since day one of Sophomore year. She smirked, "I happen to know he'll be there because I overheard Todd arranging for him to drop off some weed." You smashed your hands onto your face, rubbing your eyes while debating in your head, "Fine, fine. You can get me all dressed up just for a chance that Eddie might see me with make-up on. But you totally owe me. Majorly. Most of those people make me want to barf." Sara clapped her hands together excitedly, "Yesss! I know, thank you for doing this!"
Fast forward several hours
You closed your eyes and took in a deep breath, shockingly no one was saying anything mean to you. A lot of your fellow classmates had been invited and they were just minding their own business. You could see Sara mingling over by Seth, the one guy she was here trying to impress, you couldn't really fault her. Seth was attractive and he was actually pretty nice; for a jock. Making your way over to the keg for a refill, you could see Todd coming out of the kitchen and Eddie walked out a few seconds after. Suddenly you felt very vulnerable. The jean skirt you were wearing felt to short, the fishnets were definitely a mistake and red lipstick might be to much. What if he saw you and thought you looked ridiculous, what if he said something cruel. Not that Eddie was ever cruel. You averted your gaze down to the keg and began filling your cup. You turned to walk away when his voice reached your ears, "(Y/N)?" You turned around to look at him and he flashed a smile, waving towards you slightly, "Hey, what are you doing here?" You asked pretending not to already know. He shrugged nonchalantly and leaned against the table, tapping it slightly with his fingertips, "Oh you know, just making an appearance. I was getting ready to bounce...but then I thought I saw you. You're never at these types of things so it made me curious."
You laughed nervously, motioning over to Sara, "Yeah, well, Sara needed someone to keep an eye on her." He chuckled a bit as he took a step closer, he motioned towards you, "You look very lovely this evening. Were you hoping to encounter someone particular?" He looked down at you as you looked up at him swallowing the lump that had grown in your throat, "Nope just decided to wear my battle makeup." He smiled, bringing his hands to clasp together in front of himself and bowed slightly, "I offer my humble services in this battle. What enemy shall we be engaging with this fine evening." Smiling you bowed back, "Why thank you. I think tonight perhaps might best be spent spying on them. You never know what might happen." He nodded in agreement, grabbing himself a cup of beer, "Then I best blend in as well." He took a drink and offered her his arm, "Shall we mingle." You laughed and wrapped your arm around his, "We shall."
Together the two of you walked around taking in the atmosphere, slowly opening up to each other in conversation. You had several classes together but rarely got to talk to him about stuff other than school. This was nice and he actually seemed to take an interest in what you had to say. Eddie made sure that both of your cups were never empty for too long, "Only a certain amount of time before they realize I never left. Have to get as much free beer as I can." This however caused him to excuse himself to the bathroom. While he walked away you decided to get a vodka shot from the kitchen. The after burn made you grimace, trying to ease it with your beer, you turned to back towards the crowd. Out of nowhere you felt uneasy, in the corner of your eye you could see her approaching, "Hey fatty, why are you hanging out with Eddie? Don't you know, even for a freak, he deserves someone quite a bit smaller than you. Prettier too." You rolled your eyes, as she came to a stop in front of you, "Piss off Laura. Why do you care? You don't even like Eddie." Laura crossed her arms over her chest a smirk crossing her face, "Oh I like him enough to ride that freak train. I just need to keep you away from him so as to not spoil the goods. This is my house. My party. Leave." She was inches away from your face as she spoke those last words. You took in a deep breath, sat your cup down and walked out the back door. You didn't even look for Sara. She would figure out what happened soon enough.
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Eddie Munson X Reader
Romanceone shots, head cannons and requests for Eddie Munson. Originals will be based on plus size readers. All types of requests taken except for ones with suicide.