You Frustrate Me Incredibly

To killing Vecna

I'm sitting at the back with Munson next to me. My thigh brushes up against his. I keep glancing at him. What's wrong with me? I can't be thinking about this now. Lives are at risk and I'm thinking about Eddie. About what happened. About his lips on mine. About his hands on my skin.

He finally looks back at me and I quickly look down

"Now, who's got the staring problem?", he says with a smirk

"Shut up", I try to act cold, but a chuckle escapes my lips

"You okay?", he says gesturing to my wound

"Uh, yeah, yeah. I barely feel it anymore", I only give short answers. I avoid his gaze. I can't get attached. Not now. I'm so damn anxious. There are million thoughts running through my mind right now. I feel like my head is gonna explode and I keep bouncing my leg.

Eddie suddenly places his hand on my knee to stop my fidgeting. I shoot my eyes at him. I want to shrug him off. But at the same time...I really don't, because...it actually makes me feel better. It calms me down. Seeing my surprised look his face forms a look of defeat and he goes to move his hand away. But I don't want him to. I quickly place my hand on top of his and he shoots his gaze at me. It almost felt like it was a reflex. I look at him and he smiles. Feeling my face warm up I look down trying to hide it. But he's still looking at me. And he's making me blush even more.

...

I see the store. We've arrived. Steve stops the RV at a low-key spot. As everyone else gets up I scooch over so that Eddie moves his hand away. He glances at me in a look of defeat.

"Okay, so, Y/N, Eddie. You stay here, the rest of us will go gear up", Steve says

"All of you?", I ask shaking my head

"The more of us that go, the fastest we'll gather everything and get the hell out, so yeah", Nancy justifies

"Com' on, let's go", Steve says getting out and everyone follows

"Nancy", I tap her shoulder and she turns to me "Get me a bow if possible. I get the feeling I'm gonna need one".

Back when it all began, Nancy was good with guns, Steve with a nailed bat apparently and I was good with archery.

"I'll try", she says and gets out closing the door behind her.

We're alone now. Neither of us says anything. We just leave the tension in the air. I don't even look at him. I just pick my nails. I keep glancing at his lips when he's not looking. No. Fuck this. I can deal with this shit later. Or...what if I won't be able to. Oh, great. There's another thing to worry about.

"You know, you snore in your sleep", he breaks the tension cutting me out of my thoughts.

"Excuse me?", I say offended

"Like a pig", he adds with an arrogant smile on his face

"What the fuck is wrong with you?", I ask as my tone goes angry

"What's wrong with me?", he scoffs "I have to offend you to get you to speak to me", he says annoyed

"Well, you got a sentence, happy?", I shoot back

"Y/N", he looks me in the eye

"What?", I say acting clueless

He gives me a look

I sigh and look down

"I don't understand you", he says shaking his head

"Don't understand what, exactly?"

"Your manner, your reactions. One minute you're smiling at me and the other you look like you wanna punch me. It's fucking confusing"

"No, no ,no, no. You're not confused. I'm confused", I say standing to my feet flailing my hands around "I mean, you didn't even acknowledge it when I woke up. Only thing you did acknowledge was the hickey on my fucking neck, which, by the way, was yet another thing to worry about. So thank you for that", I say annoyed with him