#sometimes nothing keeps me together at the seams / eddie munson.

[kermit-emoji-writes]

Something really quick about Eddie and reader fixing his ripped pants lol.

Word count: 836

Warnings: None really just fluff I guess, there’s no description of reader

You mindlessly walked down the hall to your 2nd period class before you were interrupted. “Hey, do you have a moment?” You jumped as you were snapped back to your surroundings. Eddie Munson stood in front of you, cheeks tinted a slight shade of pink.

You were momentarily in shock. Eddie never talked to you, well no one did actually. You were never bullied, but you were never popular either. You peacefully sat in your own purgatory, however your current high school experience proved quite lonely.

“Uh, sure? What’s up?” You asked genuinely curious as to why the Hellfire club leader was talking to you.

He leaned in, the close proximity causing your body to heat up. “I may have… ripped my pants.” He leaned back after telling you his predicament in a hushed tone.

“And I see you sewing stuff at lunch sometimes so I thought you’d be able to help me!” He was using his usual tone again.

You grabbed his hand to take him to the bench in the middle of the woods. “So does this mean you’ll help?!” He asked, completely bewildered at what was happening. You wordlessly nodded. “I’m just taking you somewhere less… populated.”

Once at your destination you let go of Eddie’s hand. “Can you show me the rip?” You asked. While putting your bag on the wooden table and retrieving your sewing kit. Always keeping it on you to repair a popped button or if you ripped your own pants, it was always better to be prepared was your reasoning.

He turned around and untied the leather jacket from his waist. Before he pulled it away he asked you to not laugh, once the leather jacket was no longer obstructing your view you saw it, a two inch rip near the center back seam of his black Lee jeans. It wasn’t as bad as you were anticipating but you were aware of the metalhead’s lively actions and any wrong move could cause his underwear to show and make the tear much worse.

“So, Whaddya say doc? Am I gonna make it?”

“You’re really dramatic you know that?” You stated matter of factly. Eddie let out an over exaggerated gasp in response. “I thought your entire ass was on display for all of Hawkins, but it’s nothing I can’t fix.” He was on his knees in front of you within seconds, your left hand encased in his large calloused hands. “You’re a lifesaver! I owe you big time!”

You heated up again at his dramatic display even though no one was around to see it. It was probably due to your small infatuation with him, but you were embarrassed nonetheless.

“Okay, okay. Get up before your jeans start ripping from the seams.” Retracting your hand from his grasp you went to your sewing kit and retrieved a needle and black thread. “This is gonna sound super weird but I need you to take off your pants, y’know, so I can fix them.” You said while your back was turned.

Seconds later you heard the shifting of clothes and Eddie’s pants were placed on the bench table. You sat down and quickly got to work.

While stitching up the pair of pants Eddie sat on the bench opposite you with his jacket over his lap for modesty. You made quick work of the pants while he watched you.

“You’re so cool.”

Your face heated up at the compliment. Quickly shaking your head you swatted the air, needle held tight between your pointer and thumb. “No, no. It’s not that serious.”

“Yes it is! You just saved me like 15 bucks!”

You smiled and shook your head. “If you say so.” Finishing up your last stitch you tied off a few knots. After pulling the pants apart to test their durability you cut the remaining thread with a small pair of scissors. Eddie looked in awe at them. You looked up at him and smiled once more. He was cute, kind of like an excited puppy.

Once finished you held Eddie’s jeans back to him. He gave you a broad smile, “You’re really the best!” He took the jeans and started redressing himself.

Silently you put your sewing kit back together and shoved it in your bag, but before you could leave Eddie spoke up. “Hey! Why don’t you sit at my table today?” You turned around to Eddie, who was now dressed as normal. “Thanks, but it’s fine. I don’t even know how to play Dungeons and Dragons.” You smiled before turning around.

“I can teach you! I mean… we can teach you!” You turned around once more with a raised eyebrow. “You can teach me?” Eddie’s face turned a bright pink. “Y-yeah! If you want! No pressure or anything.” You leaned on a tree and crossed your arms.

You tried hard to contain a smile. “I’ll think about it, Eddie.” You turned and made your way back to school. You bit your lip to make your smile less obvious.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #eddie munson fic #I just had to get this out cause I thought this was cute