Eddie Munson Imagines

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He finally asked me to hangout!!! Eddie motherfucking Munson. The 'freak' of the school but in reality he's one of the coolest ones, at least in my opinion. He always swoops in when I need help. When Jason decides to be an extra side of dick and hits all my books out of my hand, Eddie is always there helping me pick them up while calling him a fuckface or a prick. When I would have really bad days he would always ask if I was okay or if I needed a hug. Eventually over time I started eating at their table, normally with headphones on but he always tells Dusting or Mike to tell me to pay attention to his cute ass rants. The finally today he asked if I wanted to come to his trailer after school.

I don't even know what to wear. Like how slutty is too slutty? He said he'd let me drop off my bag at home then he'd pick me up. But what if his uncle is home? I could have sworn he said his uncle would be there today.  I'll just go for the comfy route-

I put on a pair of sweats and the hoodie that- well the hoodie that Eddie gave me and I never gave back.

I hear three really long honks from outside. I grab the keys to the house then run outside hopping into the passengers seat of the van. "Hey Y/n."

"Hey Eddie."

He starts driving.

"Am I ever gonna get that hoodie back from you?"

"Absolutely not, you made the mistake of giving to me and letting me go home with it, It's mine now."

"Fair enough, remind me to hide the rest of my hoodies from you."

"Do you even wear hoodies? All I've ever seen you wear is your Hellfire shirt and your jeanjacket."

"Are you insulting my fashion sense?"

"No I'm just saying that if you don't wear hoodies maybe you wouldn't mind donating a few to my closet..."

He starts laughing. Gosh his laugh is amazing. We get to his trailer. We both get out and walk in to be met with some guy who I am really hoping is his uncle.

"Eddie who's this?"

"Y/n."

"Really? The famous Y/n? It's nice to finally meet you, my name's Wayne." He puts his hand out and I gladly accept. "Wow and a nice handshake, Eddie you got yourself a good one. I got called into work a bit early you two kids have fun." He goes to walk out the door but stops then turns to look at us.

"But not too much if you know what I me-"

"AH OKAY BYE!!!" Eddie covers his ears causing Wayne to laugh and walk out, locking the door behind him.

"Okay now that that is over, my room is over here." He gestures for me to follow him. We walk into his room and two things catch my attention. His sweet ass guitar hanging up and a pair of handcuffs on his wall. Once he notices what I'm staring at he rushes to move it, tripping over a shirt on the ground, thankfully catching himself before quickly grabbing the handcuffs and putting them in a drawer.

"...You saw nothing."

I laugh until he looks at me. "I didn't see a thing."

"Good."

He jumps on his bed.

"What do you want to do?"

I look around and see a pile off hoodies in the corner of his room.

"Go through your hoodies?"

"You just using me for my hoodies now?"

"Oh of course, may I?"

He chuckles.

"Have at it Y/L/N."

I start going through his hoodies.

"You have a Hellfire hoodie?"

"I have like 3, do you want that one?"

"Do you even really have to ask?"

I set MY new hoodie on his bed before continuing to look through them.

"Don't take all of them, how else am I supposed to get you to hang out with me?"

"Ask me? Tell me you'll play music on your guitar, candy... Gosh I love candy, steal a street sign for me or something. It doesn't take much to get me to go along with something."

"Good to know."

I sit next to him. "You know that if people see me wearing your hoodies they'll start to think we're dating." I joke, turning to face him. "Is that a bad thing?"

"No, I guess not."

"Can I try something?"

"Sure?"

"Okay, close your eyes." I do as he tells me, closing my eyes really hoping that this doesn't end in some type of prank. After waiting a few seconds I hear him clear his throat.

"Eddie?"

"Right, sorry." A few more seconds then I feel his lips softly against mine. I open my eyes to make sure I wasn't delusional. His lips are warm and soft, he parts them slightly allowing me to slip my tongue inside his mouth. My chapped lips against his smooth ones make the perfect fit. He pulls away, staring at me with both a scared look and a concerned look trying to see what I'll do next.

"You kissed me."

"I think that's a bit obvious." He runs his hand through his hair, a simple action that gives me butterflies in my stomach every single time he does it.

"Right sorry, why did you kiss me?" God Y/n could you be any less fucking awkward?

"I like you... A lot and I was hoping that would help show it. Did it?"

I nod.

"I like you too."

"Really?! Well good, that really helps get past the whole awkward stage of denial."

He start rambling about how awkward it would have been if I rejected him. After letting him go on for about 20 seconds, I interrupt him.

"Just kiss me again Munson." He looks at me and smiles. "Okay." He puts his hand at the back of my head and pushes our lips together again. This time the kiss lasts longer. Our lips mold together perfectly, I could really get used to this.