just another day. || eddie munson || COMPLETE

o20 || eddie

Was this really happening? He suddenly became nervous. What if this was the moment? She closed the door behind them before leaning against the door and slowly removing her band t-shirt. Or should he say, his band t-shirt. She had borrowed it for the dinner which he was more than happy to oblige her with. As her shirt dropped to the floor, his eyes widened and his jaw dropped. He had only seen her this exposed in her bathing suit and that halloween night when she changed out of her costume in front of him. "Delilah," He spoke softly, wondering if she was really in her right head space to do anything like this. She was on him again though, pressing him against the wall of the bathroom, her lips moving down his jawline and his neck. She moved his curly brown hair out of the way before he felt what he could only assume was her leaving a mark on him. He always thought it was tacky to walk around with hickeys, but now that Delilah was giving him one, he suddenly felt proud and like he couldn't wait to show it off. Not that he would anyways.

"Do you want to," She stopped a moment to nip on his earlobe, her hot breath warming everything on his face. He knew he was blushing, but he couldn't help it, "Do you wanna shower with me?" She asked, her hands unbuckling his ripped jeans now.

As much as he wanted to, he still felt strange about the state she was in. She was vulnerable and hurt, at least that's what he assumed. However, he went with his worse intuition and nodded his head, allowing her to unzip his jeans. He couldn't believe this was about to happen. His hands were shaking as he nervously stepped out of his black jeans and was now left in his briefs. He was suddenly very aware of how naked he was and felt something stirring beneath his waistband. She began to slowly remove her bra and he couldn't help but look away. It wasn't that he didn't want to see her, but he was afraid that he would stare for an unseemingly loing amount of time. He had been with Delilah for months now, ever since September and he hadn't seen her naked. Now it seemed like it was about time. Whether he was ready for it or not.

When he looked back at her, she was sliding her underwear down her legs and he felt himself stand at attention. For lack of better words. His head was racing as he gulped loudly. "Wow," He managed to get out, his voice dry and almost cracking. "I mean, wow Delilah," He reiterated, wanting her to know just how beautiful he thought she was.

"You to," She nodded towards him before she stepped towards the shower and turned the water on. He couldn't stop watching her. He was enraptured by her every movement. The way her tan lines stopped on her thighs and shoulder drove him crazy. He watched as she ran her hand underneath the water to see if it was warm enough before she stepped in.

Eddie stood there for a moment, looking down at himself before he really wondered if he was ready for this. He had never been this intimate with a girl before and it was causing him some major anxiety. However, unable to keep Delilah waiting, he slid off his briefs before following her into his small shower. It was one of those standing ones where the door snapped shut and you could see through it. His uncle Wayne didn't skimp out on comfy bathroom habits. As he entered the steaming shower, he looked Delilah up and down again.

"Have I said wow yet?" He asked, half joking.

She nodded before rinsing her hair, pulling out the pigtails and tossing the hair ties in the corner of the shower. He was stunned that the intensity of the moment had seemed to calm for a moment as the two really did just shower together. They scrubbed each other's hair and washed one another's backs. It was an oddly sentimental moment. He felt as if they were a real couple for a moment. It stung him that she hadn't asked him to be her boyfriend yet, but he tried not to let that ruin the moment the two were sharing. When their hair and bodies were washed, she leaned against him for a moment, her head drifting to his chest and he couldn't help but pull her closer to him, though he was very worried about something getting into the way.

"Eddie," She spoke softly against the sound of the running water, "thank you for being there tonight," Her words were gentle and kind, unlike the Delilah he had witnessed at dinner.

"Of course, I wouldn't have missed seeing bad-ass Delilah for anything," He said with a small smile, running his hand through her damp hair.

"You thought I was a bad ass huh?" She asked, looking up at him, her hazel eyes shining brightly.

"Yeah," He said, leaning to kiss her once again, "A total bad ass," He whispered the last part and that's when he felt her chest against his. His head swam at the feeling of her against him, his hands navigated towards her bare hips and he felt himself growing by the minute.

"I think . . . " She began to speak before her fingers traced some of his tattoos on his left arm, "I think you forgot the towels."

He could have laughed at where her priorities were at that moment, though he was briefly relieved that she didn't say anything about his growing member. He briefly wondered what she did think of it though. From what he understood, she had been with a couple of people and knew her way around the bedroom. Not that he minded, he wished he was just as experienced so he wouldn't be so skittish around her. He nodded slowly before she smiled up at him and his heart fluttered.

"Are you ready to get out?" Hea sked, wondering if this was where their intimate moment ended.

She nodded slowly before he placed one last chaste kiss on her soft lips. He practically stumbled out of the shower, water dripping everywhere as he made his way to the bathroom cabinet where he pulled two large, black, towels from. She had turned off the water as he handed her a towel, almost disappointed that this was the last good look he would get at her body for the night. At least he assumed so. He was almost thankful she didn't want to go any further, he wasn't sure how he would react, but he was willing to find out. Maybe when she wasn't feeling so hurt and vulnerable, he thought.

The two dried off and went to his room to change into their sleeping clothes. He wore a pair of Hawkins High jogging sweatpants that he rarely had ever used since he skipped gym quite a bit and his favorite Black Sabbath shirt. It had the paranoid album cover on it, but he was suddenly distracted as he watched Delilah get dressed. She slid a pair of stirrup leggings over her smooth, tanned, legs and then slid on a baggy Garfield shirt. He couldn't help but smile when he saw her in her nighttime shirt.

"Smoke me out before bed?" She asked, before he nodded quickly, trying not to make it obvious that he had just been staring.

The two did so, swapping joints back and forth before the two were sufficiently high. That was when they laid down in bed together. Holding one another close and sparing soft kisses in between silent moments.

"Eddie?" She asked gently.

"Yeah?" He responded, looking down at her.

"Don't leave okay?" She asked, her heart hurting or at least by the sound of it, "Just don't leave me."