Change Is Coming || Eddie Munson

Sacred Heart

The Dio song 'Sacred Heart' is major in this chapter. Read between the lines 👁👁

TW: Angst, pining, slight homophobic comment (Fruit cake), sexy day dreaming, physical altercation

Eddie's POV

Only hours had passed since our night together and I couldn't bare to glance her way when she was on her porch, waving to me as I left for work this morning. The disappointed expression I saw in my rearview mirror broke me. I felt dirty, I had unknowingly intruded on a very private moment for her. If I hadn't been so gung-ho about bringing her the cassettes she'd picked out and forgot at my place, I would've been blissfully unaware of her late night activities. It was bad enough that I had to shield my eyes from the silhouette of her perfect body every night after band practice, but now that I know? Now that I have heard those plump, smooth lips call my name as she touches herself...

It's only 15 minutes before lunch and here I am, sweating and I haven't even touched a bolt on this tire I'm supposed to be changing. I don't know how I'll survive the rest of the day while a symphony of moans are playing on repeat in my mind. I mean, it's not like I haven't thought of her that way, of course I have. I'm not proud of it but I have definitely got off to the thought of her under me, scratching into my skin, a mess beneath my arms-
"Eddie!"

My mind stutters, buffering as I snap out of this daydream.

"Huh? Yeah!" I called out, unsure of who was speaking to me.

"Eddie, man. Are you okay?" It was Gary, the supervisor.

"Hey, yeah I'm- yeah I'm alright." I mumble as I get back to work.

"You sure kid? I've never seen you like this, you're usually here cranking out these jobs faster than anyone else in the shop." His brows furrowed as he looked down at me. Concern oozing into his next words, "Ed, you know you can talk to me... if it's about, well you know?"

"I appreciate it but, no I'm okay. I'm passed all that." I give a tight lipped smile, not really wanting to dive into my recent months of self loathing and wallowing in the pits of despair.

"I know, I know, I just worry. That's all." He stood wiping his hands on a grease rag, despite them being perfectly clean. He wasn't leaving until I gave him a real answer.

I sighed, "To be completely honest, it's a girl."
I looked up through my bangs, setting down my impact wrench to tuck the strands back up into my ponytail.

"A girl?" His eyes were wide, despite being manly men, these guys loved gossip. "Eric! Eric get over here! Eddie has a girl!"

Metal clatters and feet shuffle quickly as he rounds the car next to mine, a grin 3 miles wide on his dirty face.
"Bout fixing to think you were a fruit cake." He laughed, "who's this chick that's pulled you out of a life long dry spell huh?"

"Oh shut up! I've dated before!" I felt my cheeks get pink.

"Your middle school dance doesn't count squirt." Gary laughed, punching my shoulder as he sat down next to me.

"God, I dunno why I tell you two anything," I rolled my eyes. Regretting this decision heavily.

Eric's fingers drummed on the cars hood, "so?"

"So what?" I huffed, a smirk trying to crawl up my lip.

"Who's got little Ed all tore up hmm?" Eric grinned, chuckling at himself.

"I'm NOT telling you two of all people who she is!" My face was beet red, I could feel the heat radiating from my cheeks.

"Eric look at him! Little baby boy, our boy all grown up!" Gary tucked his hands under his chin, looking up at Eric, pouting out his bottom lip.