𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: after you receive a series of anonymous love letters, eddie has a confession to make that might make or break your whole friendship.
𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: smut (minors dni, fingering f!receiving, praise kink, innocence kink, corruption kink), a little possessiveness if you squint, cute fluffy eddie head over heels for you
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You opened your locker, and watched as it fell out, just like every day. Every day for the past month, someone had been sneaking notes through the vent of your locker door, and you had no idea who was doing it. You thought it would be easy to figure out, the messy, nearly-illegible, handwriting indicative of a boy, but not even asking the Hellfire Club for opinions helped bring an answer. All that had succeeded in was Dustin poking fun at you for getting anonymous love letters, and you had sighed with exhaustion and snatched the first note back.
You picked up the newest note from next to your shoe, unfolding it to read the newest sentiment. The handwriting was a little messier than usual, maybe rushed or something, and it read the same as every other note: that you were beautiful and smart, that any man who calls himself your boyfriend is lucky, then goes on to ask "Do you still not know who I am? I thought it was obvious, princess. Oh well. Maybe one day you'll figure it out, and then I can be yours." Not a single note was signed with a name or anything identifiable, and it was driving you crazy trying to figure it out.
Before you could properly read the new note, it was being pulled out of your hand, and you whipped your head around to see Eddie, smiling like a goofball and examining the note. "Damn," he chuckled. "Whoever this is has got it bad for you."
"Eddie," you whined. "Gimme that back, it's private."
"What is it?" Eddie asked, examining the note. "Wait... Is this that letter you showed us, like, forever ago?"
"No," you told him. "It's like... I've been getting them every day since then."
"Every day?" Eddie repeated, pulling a confused face, a grimace with knitted eyebrows.. "I thought it was just the one?"
