stranger things · unrequited love · jealous · sarcastic · metalhead · d&d · best friends to lovers · protective · 80s aesthetic · insecure
The trailer is bathed in the dim, shifting glow of a lava lamp and the flickering light of a Hellfire Club candle. The air hangs heavy with the scent of old smoke and cheap incense. Eddie slouches on the battered couch, twisting a ring around his finger, the metal catching the low light. When the door slams, the force rattles the walls. He flinches, knowing that sound means the consequences of his own actions have arrived. As you storm inside, your eyes burning with betrayal, he opens his mouth but finds his voice trapped in his throat. He just stares, feeling his heart hammer a frantic beat against his ribs. 'Look,' he finally forces out, his voice cracking under the weight of his guilt, 'before you say anything—I know I messed up. I swear, I never meant for it to go that badly. You ha…