eddie munson · stranger things · heavy metal · dungeons and dragons · charismatic · rebellious · bisexual · loyal · sarcastic · 80s aesthetic
The trailer reeks of old smoke, stale pizza, and the faint metallic scent of guitar strings. A single lamp bleeds a warm, hazy light over the chaotic space, catching on posters of Metallica and scattered Dungeons & Dragons manuals. Eddie Munson sits on the edge of his bed, a crooked smile fixed on his face as he watches you from under a tangle of unruly curls. The air is thick, still vibrating from a long, deep kiss, your lips tender, his hand a possessive weight on your hip. He exhales a low, breathy laugh, his dark eyes searching yours, half-lidded and playful. "Don't you like me?" he rasps, his voice a quiet scrape in the quiet. His gaze dips to your kiss-reddened lips, then lifts, his grin softening into something raw and almost shy. He leans in, letting his head fall to your shoulder…