It's a surprisingly sunny morning in Hawkins, considering it's September. A good dose of sunshine has always done wonders for your mood, especially as you've been successfully seeing Eddie without Billy's knowledge for almost 3 weeks and you've finally agreed to make good on your previously cancelled plans to spend time with your dad. With El having dinner at the Wheelers, tonight is the perfect night for some much missed one-on-one time with your dad. This sort of time has been in seriously short supply since El came along, made even scarcer once he started dating Joyce. You couldn't be more excited to spend time with your dad, except this will be the first time you've been alone with him since the altercation with Billy. He's seen you in passing at home, occasionally at breakfast or dinner, but you've largely avoided him while your face heals and always ensured you'd layered on the cover-up before he would see you. As confident about your secrecy and concealment as you were, your dads a cop, and a pretty good one too which you know means he's probably already suspicious of your sudden avoidance and keen application of make-up.
Your dad decided to take you somewhere you used to go all the time when you were younger, the family diner on the edge of town. After Sarah died and your mom left, your dad fell apart and ended up neglecting all forms of home cooking. Breakfast was usually cereal or donuts, you'd take cash for school lunches and he'd always end up getting take out or taking you to the diner for dinner. You never minded, Eddie loved the constant supply of donuts and you hated bag lunches, plus the diner staff knew you and your dad well and treated you both like family. You hadn't been to the diner much after El came along, and Joyce is an excellent cook so it never made sense to go there when she cooked amazing dinners. But tonight was just the two of you again, so your dad felt like it was the only good choice for this much needed one-on-one dinner. You were hauled up in your room trying to find something to wear tonight as you examined your face. Despite your face being almost completely healed, your eye constantly tried to make you see those grazes and bruises that once haunted your clear skin. Eddie reassured you all week that there was nothing there for your dad to notice but anxiety is a malicious thing and it's held all rational thought hostage on the build up to this dinner. You finally settle on the dress your dad got you for your birthday - a great choice by Joyce who just got your dad to sign his name on the card, but you still can't settle your nerves as you pull and poke at your skin, certain there's bruising somewhere. You grab the walkie from your dresser, you need this last minute reassurance to get yourself to leave your bedroom.
"Eddie? You there?" the walkie crackles as you release the call button, it was a stupid question as you know he's gonna be sitting beside that walkie all night waiting for your voice to spark through it but it still felt like a lifetime waiting for his response.
"Hey beautiful, what's up?" his voice was immediately soothing, crackling and muffling aside. You plead with him to reassure you that there was nothing on your face when he saw you after school. "Baby, I told you - you're face looks fine, perfect even. You've got nothing to worry about." the way his voice soothes you is like nothing else, every word, every compliment radiates through your body and engulfs you in warmth. You wish he was standing in your room right now, seeing his soft brown eyes looking into yours as he says these words would cement the reassurance, but you'd both agreed that tonight was just you and your dad. It caused an agony to both of you to not see each other tonight, after a day of pretending you're barely friends at school, stealing brushes of fingers in class and hidden kisses in empty halls or bathroom made every second you both spent together at night beyond worthwhile.
"I miss you, Eddie. I hate that I'm not seeing you tonight." your voice wobbles as you feel that tinge in your chest from being apart, a pain he feels himself.
"I miss you too princess. But you'll always be my girl, remember. I love you." his voice hitches and falls to softened whispers. You feel tears prick at your eyes that threaten to break free and tarnish your eyeline, you blink them back in an effort to protect the time you spent on your makeup.
"I love you too, Eddie." it comes to naturally to you to utter those words, words that previously felt so criminal and forbidden now feel freeing - a weight removed from your chest every time they pass your lips. "My girl" still swells your heart and you close the conversation and finally ready yourself to leave your bedroom and head out with your dad.
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(Dis)Obedient Princess - (y/n) Hopper & Eddie Munson Story *Rewrite*
Fanfiction* Rewrite - the last upload was getting lost in the old * (Y/N) Hopper is the 19-year-old daughter of Hawkins infamous police chief Jim Hopper. Always the apple of his eye, the pair became inseparable, following the passing of their beloved Sara res...
