Stranger Things one shots

Pool Party

request: can you make a eddie munson x reader fic where they spend a fun day at the pool or something? just some pure fluff and eddie liking the reader in their swimsuit

word count: 850

warning: none? just fluff 

Steve Harrington would give 20 bucks to anyone who could explain to him how his life had come to this... When his parents left for the week, they expected their son to throw a pool party, of course, but they had never imagined that the party would be more like a large-family-all-inclusive-pool-holiday kind of thing.

'Hey, hey, hey! Assbutts,' he shouted across the pool, 'no running!'

'Yes, mom,' Dustin, Will and Mike rolled their eyes before continuing to run across the garden. Max was busy dunking Lucas' head under water, while Robin had, somehow, gotten her hands on a water pistol and was squirting the water directly at Steve's crotch, laughing hysterically.

'Wow, real mature, Buckley,' he was slowly giving up on the entire group. The only people who seemed to know how to behave themselves were Nancy, who was lounging next to Jonathan in the long chairs, reading their books, and you and Eddie. However, something about the way you two were sitting under that parasol, canoodling, didn't feel quite right to Steve "the Lifeguard" Harrington. His spidey senses, or whatever Henderson had called it, were tingling.

'What are you two up to?' He asked once he had walked up. Both you and Eddie looked up, covering your eyes from the sun to look up at Steve, hands in their natural position– on his hips.

'Nothing,' you said in chorus, and you couldn't help but laugh at it. Eddie shushed you quickly, not wanting to put any suspicions on your plans– god, it felt like you were small kids again, plotting. Steve got that as well, certainly not convinced by anything you had said.

'Relax, Harrington,' Eddie got up, placing his hand on Steve's shoulder, leading him away from your seats, 'your mommy complex is really taking the fun out of everything. You don't always have to be on the lookout for mean baddies, yeah? All's good here.' Steve tried to protest, but Eddie was again quick to shush him. 'Ah. ah. Ah. Just, you know, enjoy the weather man, go take a dip, huh?' And at that precise moment, he let go of Steve, giving you– who had already sneaked up behind him– the opportunity to push him right into the deep end of the pool. The water splashed out in all directions as Steve went down, only to come back up with his face covered by his once luscious hair.

'You're both dead. Dead, you hear me?' he pointed very sternly at you, omitting everyone's laughter.

'You look like a wet cat,' Robin commented, not helping poor Steve's situation, who immediately went in for a splash attack. While that water war took place, you went back to your seat in the shadow, Eddie following not far behind. When Steve had walked up to you, he had actually been in the middle of applying sunscreen to your skin, while plotting your little evil scheme, so that had to be finished.

'How are you so good at this?' You said, enjoying the feel of his hands on your hot skin. The only thing missing was his rings, which he had taken off, not wanting to lose them in the water.

'I'm literally not doing anything,' he chuckled, 'but there, all done.'

'Thank you!' you squealed out in enthusiasm, turning around to face him, 'let me do you now.'

'Oh wanna do me, huh?' he wiggled his eyebrow suggestively, leading you to push him away in giggles. But then, he did turn around and let you apply the sunscreen, just to gasp out as the cold liquid touched his skin. 'Oh, fuck! Fuck.' His gasps were so loud, so explicit, that everyone looked up at the two of you, just to realise it was Eddie being his typical Eddie-self and then went back to whatever they were doing previously.

'You're an idiot, Eddie Munson,' you said, slowly rubbing the sunscreen into his back.

'Ah, you love it.' And it was true. You couldn't deny it. You loved everything there was to love about this idiot.

Once done, you both sat back down, giving the lotion time to sink in. The smell of it taking over your nostrils. It truly felt like summer.

'I really like this suit, by the by,' he said, kissing your already sun-kissed shoulder.

'Hmm?'

'The new suit, it's cute.'

'Well, good, since you picked it.' You had brought him along shopping the previous week, and he had picked out one that was a combination of his favourite colours: black and red. And it fit you perfectly– he could look at you all day, and he has, really. Couldn't take his eyes away from you.

'Hey, you two, are you getting in or what?' Dustin shouted out from the pool, but Eddie just flipped him off as he gave you a swift peck on the lips.

Easy to say, this was the start of a perfect summer.