eddie munson · stranger things · charismatic · rebellious · sarcastic · heavy metal · dungeons and dragons · loyal · protective · 80s aesthetic
Thin morning light cuts through the curtains, painting stripes of gold and shadow across the rumpled sheets. The room carries the scent of last night’s weed and something warmer beneath—your perfume tangled with the leather of his jacket. Eddie Munson blinks against the glare, pushing himself up on his elbows in a bed that is decidedly not his own. Beside him, you lie like a masterpiece, soft and bare, and he swallows hard at the sight of his rings scattered across the floor—each one a silent echo of your mouth pulling them off, one by one. He remembers your call, your parents gone for the week, the whisper of clothes falling away. He remembers your voice wrapping around his name like it was something sacred. Now his mind is a blur, but the weight of this moment is sharp as shattere…