solace | eddie munson x reader [y/n]

036

"(Y/n), you have some mail here."

      Your mother shouted from where she stood against the cream laminate of the kitchen counter. In her hands was a thin stack of mail, mostly junk and bills. Thinking it was the first of your college letters rolling in, you spun away from your vanity and down the hall as fast as could be.

You frowned as you realized it was your report card and the grey woman had already unfolded the paper, scanning it with her sunken eyes.

"Three A's and two B plus'," she announced. Her tone held neither praise nor scorn. She held the paper out to you.

       While you looked over the report for yourself, you felt some relief. You had been anxious that all the slacking you'd done with Eddie would affect your grades; which it had in English, where you cared less to invest time in reading the books and more in him.

"All of my college applications are done," you reminded her, wetting your lips with the tip of your tongue. "I have to send these in later, but they won't affect anything."

You had been getting ready to go to the trailer and wish Eddie well at the New Year's show. Realizing that he had gotten his report card too made you antsier. Folding the form back up, you started toward your bedroom.

"School first and boy later, young lady. I mean it," your mom called after you. This time she did sound stern.

"Yes, ma'am!" You waved an arm behind you, and you were too excited to see that boy to sound sarcastic like you meant to.

       You hadn't made plans to visit Eddie, but you were dying to see him again after last night's date. Your mind was craving him, just the same as your heart, your lips, your hands, everything. Needless to say, you got no sleep after he'd dropped you off.

The too-giddy-to-do-anything feeling carried into the morning, hence why you were preparing to drive on the slushy, snowy roads to get to Forest Hills. You were curious to see how things would be between you after yesterday's events, hopeful that the boy would give you more romantic signals.

       Looking at the colorful flower bouquet displayed in a vase on your vanity, you daydreamed about confessing to your best friend. The fear that used to overwhelm you was lesser now as the longing to be with him conquered it.

⋆｡˚ ☁︎ ˚｡⋆｡˚☽˚｡⋆

       Because of how frequently you were at the trailer, you always let yourself in after tapping a quick pattern on the front door. You smiled to yourself when you heard Wayne shout "Come on in!" from inside.

In the wildest way, the tiny place had become home to you; you felt relief as soon as you were there. A sense of safety and calm engulfed you, all thanks to the way Eddie and his uncle accepted you into their family.