Eddie Munson - A Collection of One-Shots!

032. Complicated Best Friends.

"Come on then, what happened?"

I groaned loudly, sinking down into my chair at our lunch table, and chewed at my manicured nails for a moment.

"The suspense is killing me."

"Okay. Okay. It went horribly." I said.

"You're kidding? What happened?"

"Well, we're not dating anymore." I said, with a sigh.

"What do I do so wrong?" I asked, as my best friend of ten years looked at me, with a weak smile.

"You pick losers. Every, single, time." He said, as I rolled my eyes.

"I do not." I said.

"Yes, you do. You pick total losers." He said.

"Yeah? What does that make you?" I asked him.

"Chopped liver, a monkeys uncle." He reeled off.

"You wouldn't ever be chopped liver to me." I said, ruffling his hair.

"We've been best friends for ten years. What's the number one rule?" He asked, horrified.

"Don't touch the hair." I said.

"And what did you do?" He asked.

"Uhm, you let girls touch it." I said.

"And how would you know?" He asked.

"Of course you do." I said.

"I might wear a shower cap for all you know." He said.

"Such a turn on. Those girls, wow. They were so lucky." I said, with a raised eyebrow.

He chuckled softly and then sighed.

"Are you sad?" He asked me, as I shrugged.

"Not about him. Just that it doesn't seem to ever work out." I said.

"N'awww.... Come here. It's time for a best friend hug." He said, extending his open arms towards me.

Without hesitation, I leaned into them and he gave me one of his trademark bear hugs, the type that made you feel comforted and safe at the same time.

My hands snaked inside of his jacket and around his waist, his body warm and inviting.

"Forget about him." He said, kissing the top of my head.

"Will do, Munson." I said, as he squoze me reassuringly.

"And maybe stop picking from the losers pool." He added, playfully.

"It'll be slim pickings then." I said, as he chuckled softly.

"Okay, when you've both quite finished." Jeff said, tiredly.

"It's almost time for spring break." He added.

"It is! What do you have planned?" I asked.

"Uhm, vacation with my parents. Studying. The usual. You?" He asked me.

"The same. Holiday house." I said.

"What about you Eddie?" I asked, as my best friend shrugged.

"Working in the shop." He said.

"I said you could come with us." I said, with a pointed look.

"You ask me every year, I know." Eddie said.

"And you say no every year." I said.

"Gotta help Wayne, princess. You know how tight it is." He said.