I want you - Eddie Munson x male reader

Real men

I woke up in the same place I had left. I barely remembered anything because of the alcohol. I looked at my clock and it was 10am. I wasn't aware of my surroundings. "Where the fuck am i?" I whispered as my vision got less blurry. I suddenly remembered. I was at Eddie's, his uncle still wasn't home and it was Tuesday. Fucking Tuesday. And it was 12pm and we both had a pretty bad hangover. Fuck. I quickly got up from Eddie's lap. "Eddie! Eddie!" He slowly opened his eyes.

"What?..." He mumbled, and groaned.
"It's 10am, it's Tuesday, we're hungover, the living room is full of beer bottles and we smell like shit!" I said in a big hurry, "Get your ass up and help me clean! I'll use your shower after cleaning then you can go in, if we're lucky we'll get to school by lunch. Come on! Get up and wake up!" I explained, panicking.
"No..." He mumbled, half-asleep, still with his eyes closed, and he grabbed my wrist. His hands were significantly warmer than mine and his rings were cold which made me blush a little. "Stop it Y/N stop blushing!" I thought.
"Oh yes the fuck we are! Come on!" I said, pulling him upwards taking advantage of the way he was holding my hand. But he just flopped onto me and rested his head on my shoulder, still with his eyes closed. I sighed.

"Let's make a deal, You go shower and dress up while i clean and after that you can lay in the couch and i'll go shower, 'kay dude?" I said.
He nodded "okay.." and went into his room, grabbed some clothes and went to the bathroom, while i stayed cleaning.

He came out after about 15 minutes looking a lot more awake. Good, that's an improvement. He came out with a towel around his neck because he had washed his hair, and he also came out without a t-shirt, well, he was putting his shirt on. But he was hot.  "No, no, what am i thinking? He isn't hot, well he is, but in a 'dude' way, right? Fuck. He is hot, very, indeed." I caught myself staring and then quickly looked away, blushing, and putting the final beer bottles on the plastic bag. He laughed at me blushing, i knew he was laughing about me blushing seeing him without a shirt but he didn't say anything about it, didn't call me a faggot or look at me with disgust. Huh.

"The bathroom's all yours!" He said with his usual tone of voice again and thew some clothes and a towel at me.
"What's this?" I asked. "You giving me your dirty clothes, Munson? I'm not your fucking mom." I laughed.
"Dickhead." He laughed "No, that's a clean towel for you to dry yourself and those are some of my clean clothes, wear them, you don't want to go to school with your clothes smelling like alcohol and weed do you?" He chuckled and then smiled at me. Every time he smiled at me it felt a little more genuine. Cute.
"Thanks!" I said, rushing into the bathroom. I took around 5 minutes because I was rushing a lot, the kitchen door was open and i saw a rainbow mug, was he gay? No, he couldn't be, right? I dried myself with the towel that he gave me and tossed it into the laundry basket and dressed myself with the clothes that he gave me. Hm, not bad.

I walked out of the bathroom with a pile of my folded clothes in my arms.
"Hey Ed, mind if i leave my clothes in your room or something and then i can go pick 'em up today after your DnD tournament?" I asked.
"Sure, go ahead, wanna have something for breakfast? Im assuming not because hangover but there's no hurt in asking."
"No oh my god the thought of food at the moment makes me wanna puke." He laughed.
"Okay then."

I went into his room. posters, another rainbow mug, magazines, patches, and handcuffs, huh. Handcuffs. I chuckled and left my clothes on his bed. I went back into the living room as i grabbed my bag and popped a couple pills. (The good ones)
"C'mon, we're going!" I said and he opened the door for me. I chuckled and bushed. We got into his car and drove away. By the time we got to school the doors were closed and we had to convince a teacher that didn't teach neither of us who was out of the actual school building to let us in because we were students, luckily, she recognised us and let us in. Eddie and I went to the cafeteria where Gareth, Jeff, Dustin and Mike were at.

"Sorry we're late!" I said, starting to calm down while sitting down.
"Jesus Y/N what did Eddie do to you? Did he Brainwash you to adapt his style?" Both Eddie and I laughed.
"No! He just lend me some clothes, i stayed over the night." I said, and i could see Dustin grin at Eddie, and Eddie rolling his eyes in response, i saw him blush,from the corner of my eye.
"You two are hungover right?" Said Dustin, and Eddie nodded.
Suddenly we heard a voice coming from the table of the guys who played basketball, it was a tall, blonde dude that had the name 'Jason' in his shirt.
"Oh no, not this fucking prick again!" Complained Mike, and Eddie rolled his eyes once Jason started to speak up.

"Well, well look who it is arriving late to school.." He said, and the cafeteria went quiet, oh shit. "The Freak and the new boy, his little boyfriend!" He continued, what the fuck, i could feel myself getting more nervous by the second. "Fucking faggots!" He yelled at Ed and me. "too busy making out and arrived late because of it?" The whole cafeteria laughed except the members of hellfire, fuck.
"Shut the fuck up, will you?!" I yelled at him across the cafeteria.
"What did you say to me, skank?!" He yelled back.
"I told you to shut the fuck up!"
He walked to me and grabbed my shirt by the collar and and pushed me into a wall. I whined.
"Jason just what the fuck do you think you're doing?! Leave him alone will you?" Eddie told Jason.
And Jason punched me right in the stomach and stopped grabbing my shirt, making me fall to the ground and naturally made me groan in pain. I could see Eddie walking towards Jason.
"Not another step, Munson, or he gets another one like this one!" And he punched me repeatedly in the face, making me cry. The whole table of the hellfire club was stood up and watching in horror, and so was Eddie, except Eddie was on the verge of tears, i could tell he was anxious because he didn't want to say anything or do anything, knowing that if he did, i'd end up worse.
"Stop it!" I cried out.
But Jason didn't listen. "Real men don't kiss boys!"
"We never kissed!"
A kick in my stomach.
I cried.
"Real men don't fuck boys!"
"We never even-"
A kick in my legs and a punch on my cheekbone.
I continued to cry
"Real men don't paint their fucking nails, fairy-fuck!"
A kick in my ribs. I covered my mouth, muffling out a scream.
My eyes were closed during the whole process because i didn't want to see the look on people's faces, i just knew that No one dared to do anything, and nobody even cared if the popular boy was beating the shit out of a fag like me.
"Jason what are you doing? Stop it! Stop it!" I opened my eyes and saw a girl that had just entered the cafeteria, she was a cheerleader, i assumed she was Jason's girlfriend.

Jason continued to punch me but the girl got closer to Jason and once she told him to stop over and over again, he finally did.

I whined while the couple argued and Eddie ran over to me, i had wounds on my abdomen, on my cheeks, on my lips, on my jaw, on my neck, on my arms and on my legs. I could barely even move.
Eddie wrapped me around his arms and he lifted me up. I could only see colourful splotches of colour in my vision and i knew i was going to pass out.
"I'm gonna pass ou-" and i passed out a couple of times in his arms, going in and out of consciousness, i could hear people talking around me and to me but I couldn't hear them

IM SORRY THIS WAS A BIT ANGSTY LOL