Eddie Munson One Shots

New Years

It was brisk out to say the least, the snow fluttered down gently as it built up on the ground. You walked your neighborhood, wrapped in your favorite winter jacket to keep warm. You hear chatting from in front of you, seeing some friends and classmates of yours. Once they saw you walking, they called out for you to join them as they stood around a telephone pole.

"What's up guys?" You ask, a cloud coming from your mouth as you spoke. "Look! Big new years party tonight! You in?" Your friend replied with a bright smile, her cheeks and nose a rosy red from the winter air. Your gaze transitioned to the telephone pole, reading the flyer in front of you.

"NEW YEARS PARTY!!

BYO EVERYTHING!!

December 31st @9, Steve Harrington's House.

BE THERE OR BE SQUARE!!"

You smiled to yourself as your friends talked about it, "I don't know.. Parties aren't really my thing." You reply, playing with the fabric of your mittens. "C'mon y/n, live a little! Or are you a square?" She teases playfully, causing you to laugh. "Didn't Steve graduate last year?" You ask. They nodded for a reply, "That's why we need to go, college boys galore !" Another girl says as the others break out in laughter. "Fine, I'll be there." You finally give in, waving your friends goodbye as you go.

When you arrive home, you hear loud music coming from your garage, your brother Gareth's band had practices every day for winter break. You slip off your wet boots and hang up your jacket to dry from the now melted snow, strolling up to your room. Once you close the door, you look at your clock, 8:23pm. How could you be late to a party you were just invited to?! You rushed into your closet and pick out a black, skintight mini dress, slipping on some fishnets under them. You scan through your pairs of shoes and decide on your black boots.

Going into your bathroom, you curl your hair quickly as you apply makeup at the same time, black and sparkling silver eye shadow, mascara and a bold red lip. You stared at yourself, pleased that you could work your magic so quickly. You glance back into your room to see your clock, 8:46pm. You still had time, so you decided it wouldn't hurt to just walk there.

You rush down your stairs and notice the loud sounds of rock and roll had ceased. The boys are sitting around on the couch, watching TV. "Woah, where are you going?" Gareth says as you stroll by, the other members staring at you longingly. Except for Eddie, you've known him the longest. Not only are him and Gareth best friends, but he's also become your close friend as well. He stared at you, expressionless. "Steve Harrington's new years party." You reply quickly as you stop to chat. "You mean Steve "The Hair" Harrington? Why would you want to go near the den of that preppy pretty boy?" Gareth snaps, his eyebrows knitted as he interrogates you.

"Well, I just decided to shake things up a bit, to live a little." You say with a smile, "Who knows, maybe I'll meet a cute college boy, see where that leads." You finish as you grab your coat, Eddie stares at you, tracking your silhouette as you walk around. "Something wrong, Eddie?" You ask as everyone's attention turns to him. "I just.. I don't think you should go. Those college guys, they're no good for you, y/n." He says flatly, but inside he burned with jealousy. You rolled your eyes at his reply, sure you always thought he was cute, beautiful even. But he just treated you like a little sister. "I'll be fine, Munson." You reply as you make your way to the door.

Eddie follows you, stopping you once you reach for the knob. "Y/n, I don't want you going." He says, now sounding temperamental. You look up at him, "Oh? And you think I'm just going to listen? I'm not a kid, Eddie. I know how to take care of myself." Your glance moving away from his eyes as he stared daggers down at you. You knew he was probably right, but you couldn't let him win. So you just look up at him and smile, "Enjoy your night, Eddie. Later dorks!" You say wittily as you close the door behind you. It was a short walk to Steve's house, so you stumbled upon it right at nine.