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• LIKE THE DIRTY GIRL YOU ARE •

pairing: eddie munson x (she/her) reader

summary: your last night with eddie before you head out of town and he’s planned something special.

warnings: 18+ content, mdni, adult language; smut/porn that makes me want to cry, fluff that makes me want to cry, pet names, bondage, (m&f-receiving) oral, dirty talk, begging, (unprotected, don’t recommend) p in v, dom reader with sub eddie, thoughts of abandonment, brief mentions of dwugs, alc, anxiety, and toxic family dynamics, season 4 spoilers, etc.

word count: ~10.3k

• stories of eddie munson series •

note: hello there! i really loved writing this one. first time in a while where i was so passionate to write. lots a-lots of music in this post. i have linked all the songs and artists mentioned below. I hope some of you will check them out! I got a huge huge writing bug from @sunshinebuckybarnes‘s a bet’s a bet. check that out asap. thank me later. also sorry for the 10k. i didn't even know i could write that much! low key proud, but also yikessss. hope y'all enjoy!

"Eddie, baby, when does Wayne usually get home?” you ask as you place your macaroni and cheese dish into the Munson family oven. Eddie pops his head around the hallway corner. “Uh, I think around 7ish? And then he goes to his graveyard shift around 9,” he replies as he pulls his mouth to one side. Almost as though there was a hint of guilt that his uncle needs to work two jobs. “Okay, I’ma make sure he’s good and full before he heads out again,” you share with a smile as you set the timer.

Eddie watches you in the kitchen. He enjoys this image of you - oven mitts, crazy hair, stained apron. He wishes he could see this for the rest of his life. You meet his eyes, realizing he is staring at you once more. You drop your chin as you shoot him a sweet grin. “Eddie, what are you thinking?” you ask with a bit of a laugh. You watch him as he leans against the doorway. His shirt’s sleeves almost cut down to his hips. His strong arms on full display for your adoration. His grey sweatpants leaving you with a rapid heart rate. He smirks as he pulls his gaze from you. He brushes his curly bangs from his face as he lets out a slow breath. “I guess I’m thinking that I could do this forever,” he responds nonchalantly.

You take off your oven mitts and apron, walking towards him. He immediately places his hands at your waist as you curl into his torso. “Do what, Munson?” you ask against his comforting and safe chest. You snuggle into him as you place your arms around his lower back. “I will love you forever,” he mumbles atop of your head. He places a soft, yet shaky, kiss against your forehead. You raise your chin to look at him. His brown eyes are filled with both worry and excitement. You close your eyes and kiss his incredibly soft lips. Your hand tangles into the curls of his beautiful hair. “There is no one else I would rather live this crazy life with,” you whisper upon his lips. A rather large smile forms on his mouth. With a quick breath, he leans back into you and pulls you closer to him.

As you lean back from his loving embrace, you cannot help but have a huge smile on your face. You finally know happiness, and you know it in his arms. Everything that has happened up until this moment has lead you to an abundance of love and comfort. How did you get so lucky? You have never known love until you met Eddie. After such a short month or two, you found yourself completely head over heels for this dorky, loving boy. There is such a feeling of joy and contentment in knowing you have found your soulmate.

Eddie smiles excitedly. He always loved how your eyes would scan over his entire body. How would you make him feel so fucking loved. How he would never need to doubt how you felt about him because he feels so incredibly adored and supported by you. He never thought he would believe in something as silly as “meant to be,” but that is the only way he can describe the powerful love between you two. “What should we do now? We have about 30 minutes until the food’s done and Wayne makes it home,” you ask as you bite your lip.

“Well, love. I was thinking we could listen to some more music. We haven’t danced together in a while,” Eddie shares with a huge grin upon his face. “Hm, if we’re dancing, does that mean we’re also smoking?” you ask with bounces to your brows. He laughs as he reaches into his back pocket to pull out a blunt. Your eyes widen in excitement as you express, “Oooo!” He smiles confidently as he adds, “I rolled it myself.” Your eyes meet his as your brows raise. “Oh, how impressive, Eddie,” you reply as you pull his hips onto yours. He lightly gasps as he watches you. “You’re absolutely beautiful, y/n,” he says unprovoked. You flirtatiously roll your eyes as you pull him in for a gentle kiss. “You're beautiful, Eddie,” you reply with full sincerity. He smiles as he rubs his nose against yours.

Eddie places the blunt in your front pocket, very seductively. He then spins you, leading you towards the living room as he releases you from his grasp. “What are we listening to, baby?” he asks as he walks over to the cassette deck. You place your finger to your chin. “Do you have Safety Dance?” you ask with a huge smile. He turns towards you to give you a death stare. “Oh, don’t lie. You can’t tell me you don’t like that song,” you express. “It’s a classic!” He laughs as he reaches into his cupboard. “Dio’s Holy Diver is a classic,” he says as he holds the album’s cassette between his two fingers.

You roll your eyes as you fall dramatically onto his couch. “Try ABBA’s Lay All Your Love on Me,” you say matter-of-factly. Eddie looks at you with defeated eyes. “Baby, you know I don’t listen to disco,” he replies as he crashes back onto you. You let out an “oof” as you wrap your arms around his shoulders. He wiggles into a comfortable position with his back between your legs. “Okay, well that song makes me think of you,” you share. He squeezes your thighs, showing you he appreciated that. “Well, I think of you every time I hear ‘Still Loving You’,” he says with a smile. You raise up and brush his hair from his face as you land a kiss on his forehead. “I would do anything for our love, baby. Anything for you,” he whispers.

“Eddie, I love you with everything I have. I didn’t think it was possible to love someone this much,” you murmur against his hair. You appreciate that his back is towards you. You feel more confident to share your true thoughts when you cannot see his face. Eddie slowly turns around and adjusts his sit. His eyes slowly well with tears. His heart full, something he has never experienced before. He places his hand gently upon your cheek. Your eyes dart away from him, as you also feel those tears cloud your vision. You, yourself, have never felt this level of adoration, care, love for another being. To be so willing to drop everything for him. To drop kick anyone who would dare hurt him. To lose everything as long as you had him.

Eddie softly smiles as he pulls your gaze back towards him. “I want a forever with you, y/n. I want you to know that. I’m in this for the long haul. I’m talking moving in together one day, saying those ‘I do’s’ everyone talks about, teaching our kids how to play an acoustic. I want everything with you. Every fucking thing,” he says as he reaches for your hand and places it between his. “And if that’s not what you’re looking for...” he trails off, looking down towards both of your hands. Your smile drops into concern as you watch his body language shift. “Then please tell me now before I fall deeper in love with you.”

Overwhelmed with joy and love, you tackle Eddie back down on the couch. Your hands clasps around his wrists beside his face, careful not to pull onto his beautiful brunette locks. “Eddie Munson. Without a single doubt, I will love you until the day I die,” you express as you place a kiss onto his perfect lips. One of his pools form a tear that slides down his cheek. You wipe it away gently. “I refuse to have anything less than forever with you,” you add. He smiles as red blushing rushes to his cheeks. “So, you’re going to be Mrs. Munson one day?” he asks with hesitant excitement, careful not to push this thought of the future too far. “More like you’re going to be Mr. y/l/n,” you retort with a laugh.

Eddie leans up to you to give you a harsh kiss. His teeth lightly biting your lip as he rests his head back onto the couch. “I would fucking love to be your Mr. y/l/n,” he whispers against you. “I love you,” you say as you land several kisses around his face. He chuckles against you as he pushes against your grip. You try your hardest to keep his arms down onto the couch, leaning into your palms, but he is too strong. He escapes from your grasp and carefully holds your lower back as he drops both of your bodies onto the trailer floor.

“Eddie!” you worriedly yelp as you fall down. Eddie’s body crashes down against your chest, leaving you both with a release of a sharp breath. You begin to laugh as you lay back onto the orange carpeted floor. He chuckles as he lands beside you. He softly expresses, “Ooof, fuck that hurt.” He continues to smile as he places a sweet kiss onto your cheek. “You can hurt me any time,” he says as he kisses you one more time on your neck. You immediately turn over to him with a smile. “Oh baby,” you reply, completely amused. “You’re going to regret that.” You shoot him a smirk as he pulls you in to be his little spoon. “Am I, love?” he whispers as he places a peck to your upper ear.

Giggling at the ticklish feeling, you pull Eddie’s arms tighter around you. “I have a surprise for you later,” he shares. You push your back closer to his chest, closing the space between you two. “You do?” you ask enthusiastically. “I’ve been planning it for the past week. You know, with you leaving me and all,” he replies with a melancholy tone. “Eddie Munson, I am not leaving you,” you retort as you playfully smack his arm. “I’m just going to Chicago to see my brother graduate. I’ll be home by Saturday night.” He huffs as he tightens his embrace around you. “Well, do we at least have some time together tomorrow?” he asks with puppy dog eyes. You lean your head back onto his collarbone, leaving a peck on his jawline - one of your many favorite parts. “We’ll have the morning, but I gotta get dropped off at 9ish,” you sadly reply.

“Fuck, I’m going to miss you,” Eddie says as he leans his head onto your shoulder. “I’ll meet you at your house on Saturday!” You feel his curls grace the back of your neck. “I’m going to miss you too baby. I’ll call you tomorrow night, okay?” you suggest. You turn your body so you can face him once more. “Okay, 11 sound good?” he suggests solemnly. “Hey,” you say with an encouraging smile. Your finger placed under his chin, lifting him up to your eye line. “Baby, tomorrow’s going to be so much fucking fun. It’s the finale of your campaign, right? And you got a couple deals,” you list off what you remember from his plans, attempting to encourage excitement for the day ahead.

Eddie’s affect begins to rise, “Yeah, I am super excited about the Vecna campaign. And I’ll be helping out Chrissy.” You smile as you move your hand to cup his cheek. “Baby, not only are you going to watch as those boy’s react to Vecna’s return - but you also get to help the nicest existing person on this planet! You do whatever it takes for that girl to feel safe. I have such bad vibes when it comes to that fuck-face Jason,” you trail on with your thoughts.

“How am I supposed to help her?” he asks defeated. “Eddie, all you have to do is be yourself. You are the best guy I know and the first person I would go to if I had any troubles,” you say as you squeeze on his chin. Your adoration leading you to a level of aggressiveness and heavy petting. Almost as though you cannot help yourself. “I’ll help her baby, I promise,” he replies with an enthused smile. “And you better as hell tell me if those kids end up beating Vecna!” you demand with excitement. “Of course, baby. I’ll give you all the details,” he smiles with absolute adoration. He cannot believe that he found you, and that he wasted six months just being your dealer.

“With how much you like when I talk about my campaigns, I wonder if you should start playing,” Eddie suggests with curiosity for your reaction. You bite the inside of your cheek as your worried eyes meet his encouraging. “I think I have possibly moved up from an ‘absolute no’ to a ‘definite maybe’,” you say with hesitance. He giggles and rubs his hands together, something he always does when he gets excited. “Oh shit, okay okay,” he breathes through his excitement. “What if we talk about it when you get back?” he suggests with a coy shrug. Knowing it would send him to the moon, you nod and agree to the discussion.

Eddie immediately hops up to his feet and jumps onto the couch. “Oh my god,” you say baffled as you rise from the floor. He stops jumping and holds his hand out towards you. “Will you join me, my darling?” he asks. As your hand reaches his, you express, “Why, of course, my love.” He immediately grins, always so appreciative of how your dorky side always complimented his. He starts to bounce as he holds your hand. You follow along, attempting to follow the same rhythm. However, you both keep crashing into each other - giggling together like you are having the best time of your life, because you are.

Suddenly, you hear a knocking against the front door. You both stop and immediately flick your heads to the door. Panic starts to set in, which Eddie notices immediately. “It’s Wayne, baby,” he says amused. “Why is he knocking?” you ask, turning your head towards him with furrowed brows. You nervously run your fingers through your hair. “He, uh, he’s been doing this since the shower incident,” he stutters and shoots you a wide cheesy smile. “The shower?” you ask, annoyingly confused. “Remember? When we were in the shower,” he whispers as he leans towards you. Your eyes widen. Your face reddens. Your body tenses. “Why are you telling me this before I meet this man for the first time?” you say through gritted teeth. Another knock on the door barrels through the trailer walls. “Baby, you asked,” he says with amusement. “I know, I did, shit,” you say, your voice fluctuating based on your anxiety. “We should probably open the door?” He nods, “Yeah, yeah. Let’s do this.” He wraps his fingers around the door knob as he looks back towards you. He mouths, “You got this.” You nod with shakes through your body.

Eddie opens the door with a huge smile on his face. “Welcome home, Wayne,” he says enthusiastically. Wayne chuckles as he sarcastically stated, “What a great way to come home.” His voice was brassy and low toned. He smells of cigarettes and is lathered with dirt. He stops short as he notices you awkwardly standing in the living room. You give him a rather nervous smile. “Hi, I’m y/n,” you say as your voice shakes.

Eddie watches you with an encouraging grin. Wayne watches you as though he is shaping you up, trying to determine whether or not you are good enough for his nephew, but truly his son. Abruptly, his cold face changes into a huge smile. “I finally get an introduction,” he yells happily as he walks towards you. He puts out his hand to shake yours. You follow through with wide eyes. “You must be special,” he mutters as he looks towards Eddie. Eddie immediately shoots him an embarrassed smile.

“Well, it’s nice to finally meet you, y/n,” Wayne says as he bows his baseball cap. He immediately rushes to the bathroom to take a shower. However, he stops right at the beginning of the hallway. His body leans towards the kitchen as it follows his nose. “What’s that?” he asks Eddie. Eddie gestures towards you. You clear your throat, “It’s mac and cheese. I made some dinner for us.” Wayne looks towards you with excited eyes. “Oh shit, I better clean up quick,” he says as he hurries towards the bathroom.

As he leaves the room, you immediately feel light headed. You bend your body over and rest your hands on your knees. “Oh, man. How am I going to get through dinner?” you mumble. Eddie places a comforting hand to your back. “You are doing amazing, my love,” he says as he lightly guides you back up. You stare at him with worried eyes. “What if he doesn’t like me?” you ask with a deep breath. “Baby, with how good that mac n cheese smells, I don’t think you need to worry about that,” he replies. You take another deep breath as you nod your head.

“Let’s go ahead and set up the counter,” you say as you walk towards the kitchen and open the cabinets in search for silverware, plates, and glasses. “How can I help?” Eddie asks with open arms. “Can you move one the chairs over here so we can all face each other? And then you can find us some napkins?” you ask. “Of course, beautiful,” he says with a sultry look to his eyes. “I like when you boss me around.” You roll your eyes as you look back towards him.

“Holy shit! This is good,” Eddie exclaims with a mouth filled with cheese and noodles. “Don’t swear in front of the lady, kid,” Wayne says as he gently hits the back of his hand onto Eddie’s shoulder. Wayne looks over to you, “But holy shit is this fucking good.” Wayne and Eddie bust out in laughter together. You watch them both from across the counter, completely in love with this moment. You finally see where Eddie got his funny side from, possibly where he got all the things you love about him.

“Wait, y/n, I have a story,” Wayne says with an overstuffed mouth and several pats to Eddie’s shoulder. “Let me tell you about the time Eddie first had mac n cheese.” He begins to laugh before he can finish his statement. Eddie straightens up, “No, Wayne. We’re not doing this.” Wayne shushes him and takes a sip of his beer. “Take a swig if you need to,” he says as he raises his beer. “I’m gonna need something a bit stronger, uncle,” Eddie replies in a hoarse, playful tone. You laugh alongside both of them. “Let’s hear it, Wayne,” you say as you raise your hand to him.

“So all we had back then was the Kraft Dinners, right?” Wayne says with an eye on Eddie. Eddie buries his face into his hands. “Eddie was about this tall,” Wayne says as he raises his hand to barely over the counter. “He was so excited to have some of it. He kept watching me cook - it was almost scary how much he was watching me,” he says with a laugh. Eddie digs deeper into his palms, but you can make out a smile forming on his face. “I spilled some of the milk on me and had to go back to the room. I left the mac n cheese there with just the cooked mac and the orangey powder on it. No butter, no milk yet,” he says with chuckles between words.

Wayne quickly leans on and off Eddie’s shoulder. “Tell her what you did,” he laughs out. Eddie lifts his head from his hands. His face screaming embarrassment, but in a way where he also found his younger self quite amusing. “I snuck into the kitchen and took a bite of the dried cheese and noodles,” he shares with a monotone. You react with disgust but ultimately laughter. “Oh no, Eddie!” you say as you place your hand over your mouth.

Wayne laughs so hard he starts to slap his leg. You watch him to make sure he does not choke on his food. “Tell her how long it took you to eat mac n cheese again,” he says with tears in his eyes. “Jesus H. Christ, Wayne,” Eddie says amusingly as he watches his uncle have an entire laughing fit. “I didn’t try it again until I was like 16 years old,” he replies defeated. “He was 16, y/n! Can you believe that? I kept trying to tell him that it’s not supposed to taste like that but he never believed me,” Wayne shakes his head and smiles. Eddie shakes his head along with him, sucking his cheek in between his teeth. He watches his father figure with an abundance of happiness and pride. You involuntarily smile as you watch the two interact. You are happy that Eddie has someone like this in his life.

“So, y/n. Tell me about yourself!” Wayne says as he takes another bite of his dinner. Your eyes completely widen. You begin to stutter. “U-uh, about myself, huh?” you say with a smile and an awkward laugh. Your heart begins to race. Your palms sweaty. Why were you not prepared? This is a classic question for someone to ask. You should have rehearsed a speech. You should have practiced in the mirror. You should have - “Y/n, here, loves metal just like me,” Eddie says. He is truly your fucking hero. You sigh in relief as you watch Wayne direct his attention towards Eddie with a smile. “Oh, a woman after your heart, huh, Ed?” he asks as he bumps into his shoulder once more. Eddie laughs as he looks down at his hands and back at you. “You could say that,” he mutters under his breath.

“Yeah, I’m a big fan of Metallica, Iron Maiden, Dio - the works,” you share with a smile, following Eddie’s lead. “Do you only listen to rock?” Wayne asks. You think to yourself and reply, “Well, I’m a big fan of almost everything honestly. I love the oldies, classics, pop, disco. Not country, definitely not country.” You laugh, loosening up a bit in front of him. “I can respect that,” he replies with an impressed nod. “What kind of oldies are we talking?” You tap your feet together as you lose yourself in thought. “Um, I’m a big fan of Elvis, Nat King Cole, Ricky Nelson, Little Richard, The Chordettes, Chuck Berry - of course,” you answer with your eyes to the ceiling as you continue to think. Eddie watches you in awe, learning something new about you, falling deeper in love with you.

“What’s your favorite song from Nelson’s?” Wayne asks, suddenly very serious. It catches you off guard. “I think it’s called Lonesome Town?” you say hesitantly. Wayne immediately jumps from his seat and rubs his hands, just like Eddie does. “I have an old cassette of his songs! I think I have that one,” he says as he rushes towards the cabinet underneath the cassette deck. You smile and look towards Eddie. He smiles as he extends his hand to you. You blush as you place your hand in his and walk over to the living room. “Ah! Here it is,” Wayne says excitedly. You turn towards Eddie, “Have you heard this one before?” Eddie shakes his head no. It is his turn to stand back and observe the two people he loves most in the world interact.

The music begins to play. The acoustic guitar fully represents the sadness and loneliness expressed in the song. You are still baffled by how something so sad can be so incredibly beautiful. Wayne moves his head to the beat of the guitar’s strums. There’s a place where lovers go, to cry their troubles away. You begin to hum along the amazing vocals of Ricky Nelson. Your eyes close as you take in the sweet melody. “And the only price you pay, is a heart full of tears,” you sing softly. “Going down to Lonesome Town, where the broken hearts stay.” Without your knowledge, your body begins to sway. You hear an accompanying voice sing along with you. “Maybe down in Lonesome Town, I can learn to forget.” Your mind is trapped in a trance. You typically listen to this song to escape from your life, but you realize that you may not actually want a break from life right now.

As the session singers vocalize the last few words of the song, you slowly open your eyes. You note Eddie watching you with a huge smile. He squeezes your hand once he realizes you were back in reality. “Hey, we make a bring good singing duo,” Wayne says with a chuckle as he pauses the cassette. You giggle and suggest, “Play another one. Round two, Wayne.” Your body finally feeling loose and safe with this new person to talk to in the Munson household. “I would, darling, but I gotta head to my next site,” he says with a saddened inflection. “Aw, shoot,” you say. You truly find yourself disappointed. “Next time? We can try some Chuck Berry. Eddie, over here, can play his guitar,” he suggests. You excitedly turn towards Eddie so quickly it almost shocks him. “Of course,” he replies.

“It was very nice to meet you, y/n. Thank you so much for dinner,” Wayne says as he places a familiar comforting hand upon your shoulder. Another wonderful thing Eddie got from him. You look up to him with endearing eyes. “It was awesome to meet you, Wayne. Can’t wait for next time,” you respond with a wave of your hand. “See you, Wayne. Be safe,” Eddie says with a nod. Wayne looks back towards him, “Always, kid.” You watch as this hero of a man walks out of the trailer.

You turn towards Eddie and release a loud sigh. “You were good, baby. Real good,” he shares. You roll your eyes and land your forehead against his chest. “That was hard,” you mumble. “It was, but you were incredible,” he adds as he brushes the hair from your face. “I am so lucky to be with you.” A tightened smirk falls upon your face. “Stop,” you say with a pat to his bare arm.

“I think it might be time for your surprise” Eddie says with a curious tone. You watch him as you squeeze his biceps and land a soft kiss onto his cheek. “What is it?” you ask with a raised brow. “Follow me,” he says ambiguously. You squint your eyes as he leads your hand down towards the hallway. “Wait, Eddie. I gotta do the dishes,” you worriedly say. Eddie turns back to you. “Love, you cooked. I clean,” he whispers against your temple. He kisses you gently. You nod with a smile and follow him towards his bedroom.

The lights are initially off as you enter the room. You walk in curious and are immediately blinded as Eddie flicks on the light. Your eyes slowly adjust to the bright light. That is when you see what is on his bed. Your mouth drops at the sight. “Eddie,” you mutter under your breath. There lay a set of handcuffs. His black skulled bandana that always hangs from his back pocket. Rose petals lay scattered across the mattress. You also note the two whipped cream cans resting on his bedside table. You gulp as you look back towards him. “What do you think?” he says with bouncing brows. “Fuck, Eddie,” you express excitedly. You watch him for your next instruction.

“I hope this is okay,” Eddie says as he squeezes your hand. “Oh, fuck yeah. This is way more than okay,” you scoff. He smiles as he brings you in to a deep kiss. His soft lips leaving you in absolute bliss. His hand lightly gripping onto the back of your hair. He abruptly pulls away and makes intense eye contact. You do not break the eye contact and watch him intently. “We need to decide who’s getting handcuffed and blind folded, y/n,” he says. “Oh my god. I just assumed it would be me. Oh shit, I am fucking loving this,” you say as you squeeze your hands into fists with a thrill. “How are we going to decide?”

Eddie releases his hand from yours and gestures for a game of “Rock, Paper, and Scissors.” You giggle in surprise. Such an important decision determined by a child’s game. You immediately raise your hand and prepare to begin the match. “Best out of three or anything?” you ask, completely prepared to win. “Nope, just one round - given any ties,” he answers with one raised brow. “Sounds perfect,” you reply with a hint of intimidation. “Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!” you both say. Both of you look down towards your hands. Eddie chose rock, of course he did. You chose paper. “What! I thought you’d choose scissor,” he exclaims with a huge smile.

You shake your head with the biggest grin you could manage. “Get your ass on the bed, Munson,” you say as you walk into him, causing him to sit on the edge. “Oh shit, baby. I like this,” he says as he places his hands on your waist. You immediately throw them off of you. His eyes intently watching you with excitement. “Not. Until. I. Say,” you say as you tilt your head to the side. “Fuck,” he elongates the word and quickly moves his hands to his side. He pulls tightly against his sweatpants. “Payback’s a bitch, baby,” you mutter as you slowly raise your leg to straddle his lap. “Mhm,” Eddie says with a feverish nod and a crack to his voice.

With a devilish smile, you pull your shirt over your head. Eddie breathes heavily against your chest as your tits rest right in front of his face. His grip onto his legs tighten. You reach behind your back and unhook your bra. Your hand quickly catches the bra at its middle. Your other hand slowly pulls down each strap, until you finally let it slide off of your body and onto the mattress. His breath shakes against your skin. His eyes gradually make their way to meet yours. “Ready for this, big boy?” you ask as you place a gentle hand on the back of his neck. “Yes, I trust you,” he says. He acknowledges that you truly do not understand how meaningful that statement is for him, but he hopes to show you one day.

You lean on top of him, pushing him onto his back. Your bare tits grace the tops of his face as you reach for the familiar bandana. You link your finger into one hoop of the handcuffs. Coming back to him, you look down at his gorgeous brown eyes. A part of you is sad that you will be covering them shortly, but thinking about how vulnerable he will be shortly makes it all worth it. You smile down at him, as you straddle him powerfully. He watches you with excitement and adoration, as though you were his queen. He would do anything for you and he wants you to do everything to him.

“Sit up,” you kindly instruct. With a beaming smile, Eddie leans up. His chest tight against your breasts. His brunette curls resting beautifully atop his shoulders. His eager eyes watching you. His supple pink lips causing electricity to fire through your body. You never imagined having such love for another being. To be completely entranced by the smallest details of his face. “Hm, take this off,” you demand as you pinch a bit of his shirt away from him. You bite your lip as you watch a smile grow across his face. “Yes, Mrs. Munson,” he says as he tugs on the bottom of his shirt. He pulls it over his head. His hair flopping back down.

You scoot closer to him on his lap, pressing yourself against him. You wrap your arms around his neck. His soft hair resting on your forearms. “Now, I’m going to need to get these pants off, but I don’t feel like moving,” you playfully share. He smiles and responds, “Don’t you worry about that. I got it.” He slowly lays onto his back, escaping your embrace. He then lifts his hips, lifting you as well. You gasp. He tugs onto the sides of his sweatpants and manages to pull them down with some mild adjustments to where your body rests on him. “There you go,” he says proudly. You lean back down to kiss him gently.

“Thank you, Eddie,” you say with a chuckle. You then reach over to your side and grab the handcuffs. He watches you with excitement, but also with a twinge of worry in how he’s biting his lip. You cuff his right hand first and look back down towards him. “Is this okay, baby?” you ask concerned. He smiles, “Yes, I trust you.” You grin and nod as you sling the cuffs around a metal piece of his headboard. “What’s our safe word?” You ask with a pause. You want him to feel as safe as possible. “Puppets,” he says quickly as he clearly licks his lips, watching your body. “Puppets it is,” you say with a laugh. “Okay, here we go, Eds,” you smirk as you cuff his left hand. He looks at you worried as he nervously laughs. Your body bounces on him as you feel his laughter move through his abdomen.

“Where’s my bandana?” Eddie asks as he watches you. He recognizes you see his worry and appreciates your concern. You smirk, reaching for the bandana. You wrap it around his eyes and head. You are careful not to catch any loose curls into the knot. The last thing he sees is your beautiful eyes staring back into him. “Ooooo shit,” he expresses as he tightens against the cool handcuffs. You watch as this handsome, soft, gentle man is now under your complete control. His deep black tattoos desperate for bites. You lean down to kiss his eyes through the bandana. One soft peck for each one. With that, he begins to relax. You place another kiss onto his cheek. Another onto his jawline. One more on his neck.

Eddie’s mouth opens as he releases soft gasps with each unexpected and ticklish sensation. You finally kiss his lips. His mouth almost bites into you with extreme passion. You lean into it and slide your tongue within his mouth. His crashes against yours in an intense embrace. You begin to feel that recognizable hot white feeling in your chest. Your hands slide into his hair. Your hips begin to move up and down as your kiss grows more passionate. You catch yourself moaning into him, moving feverishly.

Abruptly, you pull back from your kiss but continue to ride him in your straddle. “Oh god,” Eddie mumbles as he feels your body grinding against him. You feel the familiar hardness within his boxers. It begins to tickle your entrance. You let out soft moans as your clit screams for attention. Eddie moans alongside with you. He loves the way your pussy warms his cock. You quickly release him from your grasp and adjust yourself so that you are laying upon your stomach beside his waist. He releases a quick whimper as he is sad to feel you leave his hips. “Mmm, no crying, Eddie,” you whisper as you place a kiss onto his brown happy trail. He gasps and slightly kicks up his legs as he, again, did not expect you in that area. You giggle as you watch him squirm.

“Oh fuck, y/n. I feel like my skin is on fire,” Eddie mumbles as he leans his body into your kisses. “If you’re on fire, I should probably take this off,” you softly say into the air. He moans lightly in anticipation as you slowly pull down the waistline of his boxers. You watch as his hardened, thick, red-tipped cock flips onto his stomach. “Aw, you’re so ready for me Eds,” you taunt. “I could just eat you up.” He whimpers as he tightens his arms against the handcuffs. “Oh god, yes,” he blubbers. “Do you want me to?” you ask as you place kisses upon his protruding hip bones and everywhere but his firm cock. “Yes, I want you to,” he murmurs almost immediately. “Hm, I feel like you don’t really want it,” you say as you trace your tongue up his stomach and towards his chest.

You place kisses onto his pecks as you feel him shake beneath you in anticipation. “I really fucking want you to, baby. Please,” Eddie begs with little whimpers. “Louder,” you whisper against his skin. Your tongue travels to his nipple and circles it as he continues to release shaky breaths. “Please! Eat me up. Please, fuck, y/n!” he yells. You find yourself caught off guard, almost put to the point of breaking character. You fucking love it. His vulnerable naked body fully on display for you to devour.

You lower yourself quickly and grab the base of his cock. This is met with a sudden gasp from Eddie, but the sweetest smile. You place the head of his cock onto your tongue. He involuntarily releases a rather large moan. “Oh fuck, baby. Holy fuck. Don’t stop,” he mumbles under his breath. His breathing intensified. His back arching. Beginning with little circles of your tongue, you sense the familiar salty taste of his precum seeping from his tip. “Shit, that feels so fucking good,” he groans as he strains against the cuffs again. “More,” he says breathlessly. You take more of him in your mouth. Each inch leaving him with intensified breathing and wiggling around.

Amazing sounds ring through the air. It is almost as though you wanted to be blinded as well, just so your senses can solely focus on your hearing. The sweetest of moans you could have ever imagined escape his lips. While continuing your strokes, you take a moment to look back up to him. His beauty is incomparable. You watch as his chest rises with heaving breaths. Perspiration has begun on his chest and forehead. His bandana still tight against his eyes, perfectly matching his aesthetic. His curly hair sticking to his forehead, but also lightly resting upon his chest and falling onto the pillow below him. You notice how his hips gently move with your strokes. His brunette curls leading you right to his incredible cock. How his body adjusts every so often, as if he is getting closer and closer. “You’re so fucking beautiful, Eddie Munson,” you state. He smiles and responds, “You should see how hot you look right now.” You laugh, “Shut up.”

You return your tongue to his tip, right where you want to be. “Mmmm,” Eddie says with a tight lip. His body moving under you like a wave. You take more of him within your mouth. His cock now familiar. You are aware of what it likes, what it does not. What will make him scream in pleasure and what will make him cum almost immediately. You continue to stroke his cock as your tongue flicks atop his head. “Fuck, baby. Oh my gooood,” he expresses with an increasing volume. “You feel so fucking good. Shit, shit, shit,” he mumbles. “Your cock feels so fucking good in my mouth, Eddie,” you murmur as you take him in once more. “Oh god - fuck!” he yells as the chain from the cuffs smack against the metal.

“Are you going to fuck my throat, baby?” you ask in a tauntingly innocent voice. “Oh, fuck yes!” Eddie howls. He begins to thrust harshly into your mouth. Grunts pour from his mouth with each intense movement. You widen your lips to take in the pressure as you bob onto his cock. “Fuck yeah, baby. Take it. Take it, like the dirty girl you are,” he groans. His body tenses as each lunge leaves him in a world of pleasure. Taking as much as you can, your eyes water as you squeeze his thighs. Your legs tighten as your clit calls for attention.

You abruptly pull back with a loud gasp as you have reached your limit. Eddie continues to thrust into the air as he breathlessly attempts to speak. His cock flopping against his incredible body. “B-baby, you okay?” he asks with worry. His face looking in the completely wrong direction. “Yes, my love,” you answer once you have caught your breath.

“I was just thinking about how good you’re feeling,” you whisper as you lean into his neck. Your finger tracing his sternum. “And how I was jealous.” He laughs as he rubs his cheek against your forehead. “Jealous?” he asks with a chuckle. “Yeah, I want to feel as good as you’re feeling right now,” you mutter as you carefully pull down your panties without making too much movement on the bed. “Oh yeah, baby? Do you want me inside that sweet pussy?” he asks with smirk.

Quickly and carefully, you straddle his chest. “Yes, but not in the way you think,” you giggle. Eddie’s face lights up as he bounces in excitement. “Oh my fucking god,” he says quickly under his breath. Almost as though he did not want you to hear him. A smile sprawls across his face as he laughs in excitement. “You ready, love?” you ask as you lean down and brush strands of hair from his face. He breathes shakily against your body as he feels your breasts grace his lips and nose. The wetness of your pussy resting on his sternum. “God, fucking yes,” he mumbles as he licks his lips.

You continue to giggle as you properly adjust your sit so that you rest atop his chin. Eddie raises his chin to meet your clit and immediately begins to go to work with his tongue. You gasp as you place one hand on his headboard, and the other hand atop his hair. “Oh shit,” you yelp quietly as your eyes roll to the back of your head. Just as much as you know him, he knows you. He begins by flicking his tongue on your bean. His mouth envelops your pussy, opening and closing, as he gives you soft kisses.

“Eddie,” you whimper as your body crumbles from the stimulation. Eddie slathers his tongue up and down your folds. “Holy fuck. Holy fuck. Holy fuck,” you whisper under your breath. He moans against your body. The vibrations leaving you in an entirely new universe of pleasure. You catch yourself wishing that his hands were free. That you could feel the beautiful coolness of his rings against your sensitive spots. That he would be able to dig his nails down your back and grip your ass as hard as he can while he eats you out.

Eddie abruptly lowers his chin to place his tongue deep within you. This is met with a loud whimpering moan as you grip tighter against the headboard and his hair. “Fuck!” you yell as he slides his slippery tongue around your walls. “Holy fuck,” you gasp as you slowly begin to ride his chin. Your hand releases from his hair and lands flat behind you against his chest. Your head leans back as you let your body take the wheel. You feel his waist buckling underneath you. He loves eating you out so badly that his dick is getting harder and harder with each lick. “Eddie,” you mewl as your moans louden.

Suddenly, Eddie’s arms clink against the cuffs again. He is absolutely desperate to touch you. He sticks his firm tongue within you. You begin to bounce off of his tongue. “Holy shit,” you yell. Your voice cracking in the process. “Fuck, fuck, Eddie,” you mumble as you lift your leg and fall to his side. “Oh my god, baby,” he murmurs out of breath. “Let me keep going. You were so fucking close.” He licks his lips as he raises his chin. “I got something better in mind, Munson,” you say as you catch your breath.

You finally straddle his hips, hovering over his twitching cock. “Oh shit, yes. Please, y/n. Please ride my cock,” Eddie begs intensely. “Please, god, let me feel your tight, gorgeous pussy take all of my cock.” You lose your breath once more as you have never heard him speak this way. And fuck, did you never want him to stop. Through your silence, he continues his begging. “Y/n, you are so fucking sexy. My beautiful baby. I need you to fuck me so fucking bad. I’m begging you. I need you. Please,” he pleads with increasing intensity. “Hmmm, I like this begging,” you share as you tickle the space between his ribs and hips. He gasps and lets out a silly involuntary giggle. You laugh in response as you tickle him a bit more. “Please fuck my cock. It w-want you so bad,” he mumbles through laughter. “Louder,” you instruct as you slowly lower yourself, brushing against his cock. “Fuck! Please sit on my cock. Please!” he yells at a high volume almost immediately. “Yes, Mr. y/l/n,” you answer.

Slowly, you grab onto the base of Eddie’s cock. He gasps and whimpers. “Yes, baby. Thank you,” he mewls. You guide his cock to your hole and gradually lower yourself. You both release quivering breaths as you become one. “Y/n,” he whispers as he bottoms out within you. He begins to grind his hips against you. “I fucking love you,” he murmurs between groans. You place a hand upon his abdomen as you match his speed. “I love you, baby. Now, fuck me,” you demand. His face immediately shifts to his serious expression - his mouth tightened, teeth grinding, usually eyes furrowed. “Lean onto me,” he instructs. Without question, you place your other hand upon his chest and lean into your palms.

With your ass now lifted, Eddie lowers his body and pile drives his hard cock within you. Your eyes roll back as your nails dig into his chest. “Eddie!” you gasp as your body bounces from the impact. “You take me so well, baby,” he says out of breath. “God, you feel fucking incredible!” he yells. All you can hear is your bodies smacking against each other in the dead of night. His marvelous moaning. His deep breaths as he continues to bottom out slowly. Your entire body feels as though it is going to explode. You could stay right here and cum on his dick over and over for all of eternity.

You begin to take the lead by heavily digging your hips into Eddie’s. Your grinding harsh, but feeling so good. He moans, “Oh god. Oh god.” You claw your nails into his chest. Leaning forward onto him, you whisper, “Are you a good listener?” You continue to grind upon him, but add backing into his dick to your repertoire. “Yes, baby. The fucking best,” he murmurs in response. “Okay then,” you reply. You lean closer to him. Your chest fully against his. His breathing hardens against you. “You better cum so fucking hard that you’re pouring out of me,” you quietly state. “Oh shit,” he whines with a crack of his voice. You push off of his chest and begin to bounce on his cock.

With your body in command, you switch between grinding, bouncing, and backing onto his cock based on what your clit demands. Your clit rests against his beautiful curls. Every other movement leaves you with an incredible sensation that you fiercely attempt to feel again. “Shit, I need to see you!” Eddie screams. “I need to see you baby, please.” You continue to grind on his cock, hearing his pleas as little whispers in the back of your mind.

“Puppets!” he yells. You are immediately pulled from your instinctual movements and rip his bandana off. “Are you okay?” you ask with concern. A beautiful smile grows upon his face. “Now, I am,” he smirks as he thrusts harder into you. You immediately land your hands back onto his chest in response.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Eddie struggles to say. Your eyes close in response to his firm girthy cock dipping deeper and deeper into you. Your mouth hangs open as weak moans fall from your lips. Upon watching you, he begins to feel that overwhelming sensation and buckles his hips. “Oh fuck, I’m going to cum! I’m going to cum, y/n,” he yells. Your eyes immediately open as you watch his mouth slowly widen. “Cum for me, baby. Cum inside, please,” you beg. He groans a loud and elongated “FUCK! Y/N!” as he cums deep within you. His wrists now with a bright red ring around them. “I’m cumming!” you yelp. He immediately thrusts himself into you to feel your beating walls grip onto his thickly veined cock. “Eddie!” you scream as electricity shoots through your body. Your pussy pulsating heavily against him as you breathe through the mind numbing pleasure.

Eddie groans one last time as he pushes inside you. You immediately collapse against his chest. Both of you are heaving and trying to catch your breaths. “Holy shit,” he mumbles against the top of your head. “I can barely pick my head up,” you share weakly. He laughs frailly. “Take your time, my love. I love you so fucking much,” he replies as he places a kiss onto your forehead. You slowly move your head to look at him, smiling. “Oh fuck, Eds! Let me take this off,” you say as you quickly reach for his wrists.

“Wait, where’s the key?” You look around with worried eyes. He smiles, “In my back pocket.” You immediately make your way off the mattress and dig your hand into his pant’s pocket. You find the small key, holding it up for him to see. That’s when you catch a glimpse of him. His soft, slathered dick resting against his curls. Beads of cum rest lightly upon his skin. His breathing heavy. Sweat drenches his tattoos. His hair completely stuck to the sides of his face and forehead. His hands flopped over the cuffs. His rings on full display. “God, are you fucking beautiful,” you say as you bite your lip. “You should see how you look, love,” he replies. You smile as you run towards the mattress and crash against him. You swiftly reach for the lock and release his arms from the cuffs.

Eddie, finally sitting up, pulls away as he rubs his wrists. “Let’s tie me up for-fucking-ever,” he says with excited, yet tired eyes. His hands wrap around you and pull you in close. You giggle as you place a soft, long kiss upon his lips. “Maybe I can have a turn when I get back?” you suggest with puppy dog eyes and a pout. “Oh my fuck, yeah,” he answers as he bites your pouting lip. You wrap your arms around him, straddling his legs one last time. He holds you close against his chest as he places sweet kisses on the tops of your shoulders. Eddie’s embrace pulling you away from reality and into the safest place you could imagine. “I love you,” you mumble against his neck. He returns with loving eyes, “I love you.”

Opening your eyes beyond his shoulders, you notice the whipped cream cans. “Oh shit! I forgot!” you say as you pull back from Eddie. His hands still tight against your lower back. He looks at you completely entranced and amused. “I forgot to use the whipped cream,” you sigh in disappointment. He turns to look at them resting on his bedside table. He immediately drops onto his back as he stretches his arm to reach for the whipped cream. You gasp as you crash against his body. He is finally able to get it and pops the cap off. “Open up, love,” he says sweetly. You open your mouth, struggling to maintain your smile. He presses down on the nozzle of the can. Delicious whipped cream lands on your tongue. He overfills your mouth and some falls upon your chest. “Eddie,” you say with a stuffed mouth. “I got it,” he smirks as he licks the cream off of your collar bone.

The rest of your night with Eddie consists of a whipped cream fight, an abundance of cuddles and snuggles, and a debate about whether the Gremlins would be able to take on Cujo. Finally, both of your eyes begin to flutter. Your arm around his neck, his around your waist. Your leg between his. His between yours. Completely embraced, bare, vulnerable, and in love. “Baby, I don’t want to go to sleep but I’m struggling to keep my eyes open. I’m sorry,” he mumbles against your hair. “Don’t be sorry, baby,” you say as you curl into his neck. You pull him close for one last kiss to his neck. You whisper, “Good night, baby.” He places a peck against your forehead. “Sweet dreams, my love.”

Your morning with Eddie consists of a tickle fight, pretending to have water powers in the shower and battling each other, making pancakes together and using the rest of the whipped cream to top them, cleaning the dishes, and convincing him to listen to Queen’s “Don’t Stop Me Now” and getting him to genuinely admit the song is “not half bad.”

As you begin to gather your things, you notice a shift in Eddie’s energy. You find his sadness completely understandable. You wish you could take him with you, to introduce him to the family, but you are worried about what they would do to him. What questions would they ask? What horrible shit would they say in front of him? You feel the sorrow as it could have been your first trip with Eddie, but your family takes something you want so badly away from you once again.

Stepping into his van, Eddie slowly turns the keys in the ignition. You watch him as he rests melancholy against his seat. You both remain silent as he pulls out of the trailer park. “Baby, what are you feeling?” you ask as you place a concerned hand upon his thigh. He shakes his head as he bites on his lip. You recognize it might be too hard to verbalize his feelings right now. You squeeze his thigh. “Eddie, I love you so damn much. I’m going to miss you so damn much. I wish you could be there with me, so bad. I keep catching myself thinking about you coming and how we’d have so much fun exploring Chicago together. But my ...” you trail off. He adds, “Your family.” You nod, “Yes, baby. My family is nothing like Wayne. They aren’t as kind and welcoming. I cannot bring that craziness to my brother’s graduation, because it would pull all the attention away from him. He deserves all the attention this weekend.” You watch as his lip trembles. You grab hold of one of his hands. “My love, you are too good for my family. You will meet them, I promise, but we’re going to have to go through some rigorous training first.”

Eddie quickly looks over to you while wiping a tear from his cheek. With a weak smile, he asks, “Rigorous training, you say?” You laugh and nod your head. “Yes, Eddie. I’m going to have to prepare you for any and all situations with them. It’s going to be my ‘Cult of Vecna,’” you snicker to yourself. Finally, a strong, beautiful smile rips through his lips. “I could be your Kas,” he says. “Thank god,” you reply with a kiss to the top of his hand. He smiles as he watches you from the side of his eye. You smirk and scrunch your face towards him. He chuckles as he rubs his thumb against your finger. His cool ring leaving you with a soothing sensation.

Your breathing starts to quicken as you see your house, as does Eddie’s. He pulls his van into the driveway. Placing it in park, he turns over to you. “I love you,” he says with a shaken voice. “I love you too, baby,” you say as you place your hands on his cheeks and bring him closer to you. “Eddie Munson, I’m going to come back for you. I’m going to come back for these soft lips,” you say as you kiss him. “I’m coming back for this nose,” you place a kiss on his nose. “I’m coming back for these beautiful eyes,” you say as you lightly kiss his closed eyelids. “And I’m definitely coming back for this,” you add as you lightly tap his groin. “Oh fuck,” he says with a laugh and looks at you with excitement.

“I’ll call you tonight,” you comfortingly say. He smiles, “At 11. On the dot, y/n.” He places his ringed hand onto your cheek. “At 11. I’ll see you then,” you repeat with a smirk. You begin to climb out from the passenger seat. “I’ll see you then, love,” he bites his lip to hold them still. You squeeze his hand and place a kiss within his palm. You nod as you shoot him a reassuring smile. “Go on, get your sexy ass to school,” you laugh as you gesture for him to start backing up. Your heart already aching within your chest. You attempt to keep strong for him. “Yes, Mrs. Munson,” he replies with a smile as he backs out of the driveway.

You stifle sobs as you wave goodbye. It may just be a night apart, but it feels a bit different when you’ve been sleeping together every night for the past month. You turn around and finally allow those tears to trail down your cheeks. Walking through your front door, you are immediately met with your mother rushing you to finish packing. You smile and nod. As you make your way to your room, you are stopped by your little brother, Pete. “Who was that?” he asks. “Buzz off,” you say as you swing your door open and slam it behind you.

Your trip to Chicago has left you in a bit of an odd place. Eddie never answered. You desperately attempted to reach him, expecting that at least Wayne would answer the phone. You tried your hardest to battle your anxious side as to not call him fifty times last night. The entire car ride home, you have sat nervously, snapping your fingers together. You have every intention to steal the family car and drive to the trailer park. He said he would call. It was not like him to say something and not follow through. What the hell could have happened?

As your father parks the car in the drive way, you immediately exit the backseat and wait for your family to unload the truck. You are not shocked that Eddie was not there like he said he would be. Your mother notices you waiting impatiently by the trunk. “Y/n, go put your clothes inside,” she demands. You look towards her. “I’m fine,” you retort. Your father walks over from the driver’s seat. “Get your shit and bring it inside,” he states. He grabs his luggage and walks off. You shoot your mother an annoyed look and grab your bag. You quickly rush inside and make your way through the kitchen.

“Y/n,” you hear softly. With ‘pissed off’ written all over your face, you turn around to find your brother. “What?” you quickly reply. “You need to see this,” he says as he walks towards the living room. “Ugh,” you respond with annoyance as you slug your way after him. You hear the television blasting as you step into the living room. The news is on. “This is what you wanted to show me?” you ask Pete. He looks at you and answers solemnly, “A Hawkins high student died last night.” You immediately rush to the tv and turn the volume up. “The murder of a Hawkins high school student occurred late last night at Forest Hills Trailer Park,” the newscaster shares.

Your heart drops as you fall onto your knees. You hold onto the arm of your couch, grasping for anything. You feel absolutely weak and flushed. Your body begins to slightly shake as you continue to watch in horror.

The news camera pans over to the trailer. Several people stand around it as police hold them back from entering. You notice the familiar curtains. The door Eddie always holds for you. The missing doorbell. The random cinderblock next to the back door. “I’m going to throw up,” you say as you attempt to raise from the ground. Pete grabs you before you fall again and holds you tight. That is when you hear it. “Our sources have shared that a young Eddie Munson is currently wanted for questioning and is Hawkin’s polices’ primary suspect.”

With a pounding heart, you keep blinking and praying that this is all a dream. A really bad fucking dream. The news shows a snapshot of Eddie from last year’s Hellfire Club yearbook picture. Your body continues to shake. Pete slowly releases his embrace. “That’s the dude from yesterday,” he mutters. You look towards him in shock. “You’re dating a fucking murder, y/n?” he asks shaken. “No, no. This is all wrong. They have it wrong!” you answer harshly. You look towards him with hopelessness in his eyes as he watches you with disgust.

“I gotta get over there,” you say. You quickly rush to the front door and grab the keys from their designated hook. You pass by your mother who wonders where you are going. Without answering, you jump into the driver’s seat and speed out of your driveway. Tears fill your eyes as confusion fills your heart. “What the fuck is going on?” you whisper to yourself.

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Livestreaming//Finn Wolfhard x reader

Fuck so this is my first ever imagine here and I apologize if it’s shitty yikessss.

Thank you for 200 followers by the way! This is my gift from me, to all of you.

Warnings: None lol, just pure fluff

You and Finn have been best friends for almost two years now. You guys first met on the set of Stranger Things and since then you have been inseparable. You guys got a long so well that sometimes people mistake you two as a couple. You and Finn are aware of the fans shipping you two and you honestly didn’t mind because well, you like Finn. I mean, what’s not to like about him anyway? He’s sweet, caring, and kind. What more could you want?

Millie was the first one to notice that you liked Finn. You didn’t know how because you made sure to not be obvious about it. Millie was great at reading people, she considered it as one of her talents. She always pushed you to tell Finn about your feelings for him because she believes that Finn felt the same way. You didn’t believe that though, it was crazy. How could Finn Wolfhard like you? It was just too wild so you constantly brushed that idea away whenever it came up.

After promoting season two of Stranger Things, you and the rest of the cast were given a break. Finn invited you to spend the break with him in Vancouver to which you happily accepted.

“Can you get your foot off of my face? Gosh you dick.” You said jokingly as you pushed Finn’s foot away from your face. You guys were laying opposite from each other on Finn’s bed, just hanging out and talking about random things.

“You’re so rude.” Finn replied as he continued to place his foot on your face.

“Says the person constantly placing their foot on my face.” You rolled your eyes playfully as you continued to push Finn’s foot away.

“Hey I know,” Finn suddenly bolts up and sits down, “We should do a livestream! We can sing together and answer questions!” Finn smiled as he proposed his idea to you.

“I’m okay with livestreaming, but can we not sing? I don’t even sing well.” You said you continue to lay down on Finn’s bed. Finn loves the way you sing, he’s been trying to get you to sing with an audience, but you weren’t so keen to the idea. That doesn’t stop him from suggesting it every once in awhile though.

“Oh come on, Y/N! You sing great, I wouldn’t be constantly bothering you to sing if you weren’t good!” Your best friend said as he shook your leg, “Come on pleaaasssseee?”

“Fine, just one song though.” You say as you sit up.

Finn smiled so widely which caused you to smile too, his smile was contagious.

“That’s enough for me.” Finn got out of his bed to go get his guitar. You grabbed your phone which was placed on Finn’s night stand and opened Instagram. In a few minutes, Finn was back with his guitar. He then sits beside you and you give him your phone. Finn quickly switches out of your account to his account and he then starts the livestream. Viewers rolled in the stream in no time. He then places your phone on his nightstand so he didn’t have to hold it during the stream.

“Hey guys so, Y/N and I decided to livestream because we’re bored and guess whattttt.” Finn said and comments saying “What” started pouring in. “Y/N and I are going to be taking song requests so go ahead and request!”

“Uhm requests? I thought we agreed on doing only one song?”

“Sorry nope, change of plans Y/N, we’re singing our heart out today.” Finn said with a teasing wink which made you roll your eyes.

“Why are you like this? You’re so annoying.” You said while jokingly pushing Finn away from you.

“You love me though.”

“No I hate you.”

You both didn’t notice but every time you spoke to each other, the closer you sat together. With every word spoken, you and Finn scoot closer to each other.

@strangerthingsfansxxx: fuCK I SHIP THIS SO MUCH Y’ALL DON’T EVEN TRY TO FIGHT ME ABOUT THIS

milliebobbybrown: you guys are so cute!!!!

wyattoleff: “we’re just friends!12!!!21212!1″

jackdgrazer: just date already smh

You and Finn leaned in closer to your phone’s screen and read everyone’s comments.

ahoeforstrangerthings: okay but every time they talk, they scoot closer to each other fuck THIS IS THE TYPE OF CONTENT LIVE FOR

You and Finn both read the same comment and quickly scooted away from each other. You tried to play it cool, but you were slowly losing it. Your hands were getting clammy and your heartbeat was slowly rising. Finn on the other hand was blushing crazy.

“OKKKKAYYY, so a lot of people requested for Girl Crush by Little Big Town so we’ll do that.” Finn said while getting his guitar ready, you quickly look at him and saw that his face was red. You cleared your throat and started singing as soon as Finn strummed the first chord to the song. Finn would harmonize with you every now and then.

dontfuckpennywise: funny how Finn chose to do this song ;)

sophialillis: you guys sing so good together damn sOMEOEN GIVE THEM A RECORD DEAL

A few minutes later, you and Finn finished singing the song. Everyone was cheering in the comments which made you smile.

“Alright that’s enough songs for today, I told Y/N we’d only do one song. Don’t worry though, I’m going to try and convince her to do more song covers in the future.” Finn teased as he turned his face towards you to give you a smirk.

“That won’t happen sir, not on my watch.” You reply while smiling at Finn. You two kind of stared at each other’s eyes for a few seconds. There was this electrifying feeling coursing through the both of you, but you didn’t know why you felt that way.

uncle_jezzy: electricity

strangestthings: OH SHIT MOTHER STEVE JSUT SAID ELECTRICITY JDNFJSVDNFVJNJDFNV

(YourShipName)isreal: JOE APPROVES

Finn looks through the comments again and sees Joe Keery’s comment, he turns red as he mouths the word ‘electricity.’ You choked on your saliva as you read Joe’s comment, but you played it cool by acting as if you were just coughing.

“Okay we’ll take questions now, go crazy but not too crazy with the comments you guys.” You say as you looked at your phone screen searching for good questions.

gatenm123: i miss you guys!! when are you guys planning on visiting me? :DDDD

“We miss you too and we’re planning on visiting you for sure, Gaten. We just don’t know when yet. We’ll let you know.” Finn said and you nodded in agreement.

cuddlesand(YourShipName): are you guys dating? ;)

“NOPE! JUST FRIENDS!” You and Finn said simultaneously as you came across the question from @//cuddlesand(YourShipName). You found it quite interesting how the both of you replied at the same time at the same comment, but decided to dismiss it. Surely it was just a coincidence, right?

“I’m so cold what the hell? Can you change the temperature of thermostat please?” You asked Finn as you rubbed your hands on your arms in an attempt to warm yourself up.

“The thermostat is all the way downstairs, that’s a lot of work. Here just-” Finn turns around and tugs on his bed’s comforter, “Here.” Finn covers the both of you with his comforter which helped with the temperature situation.

“Better?”

“Yeah, better. Thank you, Finnie.”

“Stop that.” You laughed as Finn rolled his eyes as a joke, he secretly loved when you called him Finnie.

The fans freaked out, both of you were sure that there will be edits of you two all over the internet after the livestream and you didn’t mind at all.

thestrangestofthings: are you guys sure that you’re just friends? I mean come on!!! Look at you guys!!

As you read @//thestrangestofthings’s comment, you couldn’t help but remember Millie’s advice: “Just tell him how you feel Y/N.” Millie’s voice echoed inside your head.

“Finn doesn’t like me like that, you guys.” You say as you effortlessly hid your disappointment, you were an actor after all.

“What if you’re wrong?” Finn suddenly blurted out while turning towards you and looking at you straight in the eyes.

The comments section exploded.

“What do you mean wrong? I… I don’t under-”

“Well, what if I do like you, Y/N? What if I told you right now that I have liked you for two years now? What if I told you that when I first met you, I immediately liked you, and not just friend like, you know… like…like.”

You stared at Finn, tears of joy threatened to spill out of you as you stared at each other. You couldn’t believe what he was saying, there was just now way.

(YSN)kisses: HOOOOOOLLLY SHIT HOOOLLLY SHITJDFNGJSDFJGNHFGH

therealcalebmclaughlin: I owe The Duffer Brothers $20

sadiesink_: @//therealcalebmclaughlin you and the duffer brothers were betting? lollllll

You slowly processed everything that Finn just said, it was hard for you to accept it but slowly you digested the new information.

“Well Finnie, what if I told you that I too have liked you for about two years now.”

therealcalebmclaughlin: we been knew sis

noahschnapp: this is old news

mikessweaters: LMFAO CALEB IM CKMKFGdfdf

If smiles could actually melt a person, you would be melting now. Finn was beaming at you. He couldn’t believe what he was hearing. He couldn’t believe that the girl he has liked for two years feels the same way. Never in Finn’s wildest dreams thought Y/N would ever feel the same way. To Finn, this whole thing felt like a dream.

beepbeeptozier: get you a man that looks at you the way Finn looks at Y/N

Finn scoots closer to you and you do the same causing the small gap between you two to disappear. You were dangerously close to each other now, but you both didn’t seem to mind. In fact, you liked how close you were. You faced each other your foreheads touching.

elevenloveseggos: ARE THEY GOING TO KISS WHAY THE FUCKELKFOGOVLLFLFKFKFF

Finn gently places his hand on your cheek and begins to lean in. The next thing you know, you were also leaning in.

jaedenwesley: !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

milliebobbybrown: oH MY GOSH

Before you two actually kissed, your phone falls off Finn’s nightstand. You were glad that that happened. you didn’t want three thousand or more people to watch you and Finn kiss. You felt selfish for wanting to have that moment all to yourself, but you didn’t care. All that matters now is that your best friend feels the same way and that Millie was right all along.

The kiss felt magical, all the cliche story or movie descriptions of how a kiss should feel like were actually accurate. You felt sparks everywhere and you felt like you were going to explode. The world stops for a second or two and it was just you and Finn for a little while. A few seconds later, you and Finn pull away from each other.

“Holy shit.” said Finn while smiling from ear to ear.

“Holy shit indeed.” You reply with a giggle. You quickly pick up your phone from the floor and looked through the comments:

gatenm123: bet you they kissed

jackdgrazer: of course they did @//gatenm123 no doubt about that ;)

janehoppereggo: IM SO HAPPY THAT MY SHIP IS REAL FUCK I LOVE MY CHILDREN WITH ALL MY HEART AND SOUL

sophialillis: pay up @//chosenjacobs

“Alright thanks for watching you guys! Sorry about that whole mess… yikes.” You say as your face flushed.

“We’ll do another livestream tomorrow, we’ll sing more songs, I promise. Bye!!!”

Before Finn ended the livestream there was one more comment:

dkharbour: no funny business after this livestream. You know what I mean.

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