Eddie Munson lives on....

💕the mini munson monster💕

It was a rainy Tuesday night, and as you pushed the front door open, while a half eaten meal, three thick folders, and your computer bag was clutched precariously under your tired arms. The warm and pleasant air of home whisked around you, calming you instantly.
"Mummy/daddy's home!" Called a little voice, accompanied with the soft thumping of tiny feet, making you smile, and place your things on the table in the hallway.
"Hey sweetheart!" You opened your arms as a little bindle of bright pyjamas ran into them. As you lifted the bundle up, she looked at you with a big smile. "Aren't you supposed to be in bed?"
"She was just about to." Your husband Eddie entered the hallway, a sheepish grin across his face as walked over to untangle your daughter from your arms. The tiny human giggled as his large arms enveloped her, and he hugged her to his chest, pecking her on the top of the head.
"Now sweetie, I want you to go brush your teeth for two minutes, and wait for me in bed. Mummy/daddy has had a long day and has to rest." With that she was placed on the ground, and ran off to the bathroom down the hall. You gave Eddie a grateful smile as he walked closer to you.
"Thank you, I know you've been looking after her all day." His warm arms were already around you, and he hugged you tightly. "It's fine. I can tell work was shit. Once we get the little monster to bed, you can vent about it to me....." He slid his hands downward till they rested at  the curve of your waist. His voice dropped to a cheeky whisper. "Or I can get rid off the stress another way....."
Despite the familiar heat stoking your cheeks, you rolled your eyes at his antics. "We'll see Munson, but only if you're good..."
Though his eyes looked tired, they lit up, and he twirled you clumsily around, and leaned down to kiss you. His warm lips pressed against yours, and you could feel the shadow of stubble across his jaw. With one last smooch, he walked off to his daughter.
You walked to the master bedroom, and passed the bathroom on the way. Inside, your husband and your daughter giggled as he kept poking her gently in the ribs and tickling her as she laughed and tried to brush her teeth. With a smile on your face, you lingered in the doorway and watched as Eddie slung his daughter across his shoulders, and walked to her room, purposely bouncing against the walls of to make her laugh. He caught your eye, and gave you a shit eating grin that brought you back to when you guys first met. That smile still gave you the same fizzing, dizzying, floating, falling feeling as it did back then.
Once he had passed, you entered your and Eddie's bedroom. Too tired to shower, you peeled your shoes and socks off, shrugged of your clothes, and slipped into a clean t-shirt of Eddie's. Quickly, you brushed your teeth and cleaned your face. Then, finally, slipped into the bed. A few minutes later, Eddie came in.
And jumped on the bed.
"Eddie, you almost landed on me!" You sat up, and he reached around you and pulled you into a hug.
He nuzzled into your neck and yawned. "You ready for bed baby? Cause I sure am." You nodded, and pulled yourself deeper into Eddie's arms and the sheets. He grumbled happily as you kissed his head. With the last of his energy, he slipped his hand to the sensitive part between your legs, and whispered. "I'll get that stress out tomorrow, beautiful.....I love you." The last words were barely audible as they had dropped to less than a whisper as he fell asleep. And soon, with the rhythm of your husbands breathing, the comforting feel of the person you love against you, and the thought all was good, everyone was safe, and you and your family was happy, you feel as sleep too.