Maybe He's Perfect. [Eddie Munson]

Chapter 8: Change

  March 21st, 1986

Walking down the hallway to class in the morning, Nick spotted Eddie at his locker. He jogged up to him, leaving the "friends" that were talking his ear off behind. They were talking about stupid shit anyways.

"Hey, baby~" Nick said jokingly as he slammed his hand into the locker door Eddie was standing in front of. "Hello, dear" responded Eddie nonchalantly as he grabbed his books.

This caused Nick to quickly take his hand off the locker and stumble in the process. This time, falling into Eddie face first. Eddie laughed as he pat Nick's cheek. Eddie's ring clad hand left a cool touch on Nick's face. "Guess you really, fell for me, huh?" Eddie laughed out.

Nick stood stunned for a minute before he got up hastily, somewhat longing for that cold, ringed hand on him again. He then sped to his class, leaving Eddie a bit confused in the empty hallway.

At lunch, Nick did something unexpected. He sat with the Hellfire Club. Carefully, he walked over to the table where Eddie sat. "Can I. Sit here?" he stuttered sweetly. Eddie beamed at him. "Of course, dear~" he teased, just like he did this morning.

Nick's face flushed as he sat down next to Eddie. Everyone at the table was extremely shocked at this new development. Eddie 'The Freak' Munson and Nick 'Loverboy' Ford sitting at the same table?

Nick's usual crowd was not happy with this.

Lunch went surprisingly well. Nick was extremely nice, as he always is. And, Eddie was still Eddie.

After lunch, after school in general, Nick and Eddie met behind the bleachers. They quietly sat side by side, with the sound of Eddie's lighter clicking being all that they heard. Nick broke the silence with a simple, "Hey" and a smile. "Hi there" Eddie responded with a smirk and a puff of smoke. Nick took one of his own cigarettes out and put it in his mouth "Could I borrow your lighter?" he politely asked. "Nope."

Suddenly, a cold hand was placed on Nick's warm one as Eddie leaned in close to his face. Nick lost all thoughts in his head and went dark red. Without thinking at all, Nick grabbed Eddie's hand in his and held it up to his cheek, having the sweet burn of freezing metal on his face he so craved. "You're so cold, Eddie"

Eddie flushed red as well as he leaned into Nick's cigarette, gently touching the tips together and lighting what he refused to use a lighter for. He lightly stroked Nick's cheek with his thumb, taking a long drag from his cig. He exhaled in a deep sigh, letting the smoke drift in the wind.

"Funny, it's not cold outside. I'm lucky you're hot then, aren't I?"