Random x Reader One-Shots

War is over-Deceased!Eddie Munson x Reader

"'So this is Christmas, and what have we done? Another year over and a new one just begun. And so this is Christmas, I hope you had fun. The near and the dear ones, the old and the young. A very merry Christmas, and a happy New Year. Let's hope it's a good one and without any fear'." Y/N read the letter that Eddie had left to open on Christmas. Her voice shook and her bottom lip trembled as she felt the guilt of his death wash over her. It's almost like he had written this letter knowing exactly what was going to happen.

Steve stood up and put an arm around Y/N, to comfort her. As much as he was jealous of Eddie, Steve would always be Y/N's port of call when she needed him. He would drop everything for his former best friend, no matter the situation he or her are in.
"And so this is Christmas" Steve stated and kissed her on the head as her eyes welled up.
"War is over." Hopper stated with a sorry look on his face.
"For weak and for strong."
"If you want it"
"The rich and the poor ones"
"War is over now."
"The road is so long. And so Merry Christmas for them and for us. For the black and the white flags. Let's stop all the fight." Steve inhaled a deep breath.

"We're gonna have a very Merry Christmas, and a happy New Year. Let's hope it's a good one without any fear. And so this is Christmas, just think what we've done. Another year over and a new one just begun. And so we'll have a very Merry Christmas and try to have fun with the near and the dear ones, and old and the young." Hopper stated as he ruffled Y/N and Steve's messy hair. Suddenly, a knock was heard at the front door of Y/N's house, and all 3 of them looked towards it in silence. "You expecting anyone?" Hopper questioned and Y/N shook her head.

When he opened the door, Billy and Wayne stood by the door with two bags in their hands and a sympathetic look plastered on their faces. "Hello love." Wayne greeted in a calm, soft voice. As soon as Y/N tried to smile, the sadness took over and her mouth fell into a frown. Wayne quickly put the bag into Billy's hand and pulled Y/N into a tight, fatherly hug. As much as he wasn't really home, he was an important fatherly figure to Eddie and Y/N. "War is over. If you want it. War is over, let us stop the fight."

Billy walked over to Hopper and shook his hand, their hands connecting with a slapping sound. And to Hopper and Y/N's surprise, Billy held his hand out to Steve who had his hands in his pockets.
"Come on pal, let's end this all here. We've all got given way more than we deserve." Billy said with a sigh and Steve nodded slowly, his head tipping to the side. The rustle of the receipts in his pocket echoed in the silent room, and he took his right hand into Billy's.
"War is over."

The 4 of them sat down at the little table as the record player sung. Wayne served the Christmas dinner he had pre-bought before the two of them came to see Y/N. In the crossover between the main and dessert, Wayne pulled Billy to the side.
"Buddy, are we going to give her the other bag?"
"Oh- right. Y/N, we have a gift for you."
"I appreciate that but I don't think gifts are the thing we need to worry about right now." Y/N said with a smile.
"Please- have a look." Billy insisted with a smile and Y/N nodded, taking the bag. She looked inside, and felt a bumpy rectangle. Taking it out, it was a frame that Eddie had by his guitar, unused. However inside it now, was a couple of Polaroids from on top of his bedside drawer.

Y/N teared up once again. "I don't think you understand how much these mean to us. And now it will be the most important thing of my life."
"Oh, we do. Max helped choose the photos. I have the rest. A very merry Christmas, and a Happy New Year." Wayne mentioned, as he and hopper raised their glasses, so billy, Y/N and Steve joined in.
Steve spoke up. "Let's hope it's a good one."
"Without any fear." Hopper nodded.
"Let's try and have a Merry Christmas, and a Happy new year. This is to you my love." Y/N lifted her glass and finished her drink.

The last person to every bond with someone, was Wayne. But in a situation like that, how can someone refuse to acknowledge someone so close to someone they've lost?
Anyway, a Merry Christmas. And a happy new year