Mirror | Eighteen

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Enjoy chapter 18 my loves!!!💕

CW: swearing, cigarette use and mention, alcohol use.

(pls give me some suggestions for smut ideas/things you wanna see bc i don't know what to write for smut lol)

presenting Mirror

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I hurried out of bed and to the kitchen to grab some coffee before I had to go get Mike.

As much as I wanted to stay in bed with Eddie all day, and hangout with Robin and Steve more, I had more pressing matters.

"C'mon Eddie," I muttered, shaking Eddie out of bed.

He groaned, flipping on his side.

"I got you coffee," I smiled, still waiting for him to get up.

Reluctantly, he sat up, taking the cup from my hand.

He smiled at me after a few sips, "How'd you sleep?" I queried, taking a seat next to his legs.

"Good," Eddie murmured, morning voice.

Nodding, I sipped on my own coffee, my hand moving up and down his leg.

"We have to go get Mike soon," I spoke.

He hummed, "Just leave him there," he smirked, "Stay in bed with me."

Rolling my eyes, I pulled the blanket off of him, sitting up off the bed.

"Cmon gorgeous," I grinned.

He smiled for a second, covering it with an eye roll.

I know he likes being called gorgeous, who doesn't?

He very slowly got out of bed, so dramatic.

He swung his arm around me as we made our way back downstairs.

"Mornin'." Steve smiled as I detached myself from Eddie, allowing Steve to kiss my forehead.

Eddie, surprisingly, ignored this and sat down next to Robin.

I cut everyone up fruit as Steve conversed with Robin and Eddie.

"Everyone eat some," I instructed, pushing the bowl on the counter.

"Okay Mom," Eddie said 'under' his breath, I ignored him and took a seat.

I glanced over at the clock, "Shit. We gotta go get Mike," I sighed.

"Come back later?" Robin asked, plopping a piece of fruit in her mouth.

I shook my head, "Probably not, had to convince my mom to let me stay out last night."

Robin nodded, a pout on her lips.

We said our goodbyes before we finally left.

Eddie drove us over, his hand resting on my thigh, something he apparently likes a lot.

"Come over tonight?" He asked, his hand squeezing me lightly.

I shook my head, "Remember last time I snuck out?"

"We'll remember to bring you home this time." Eddie pleaded, "Please?"

I glanced over to him, "Eddie-."

"Just think about it," He smiled, "It's more private at my place."

My face warmed, I honestly like Eddie's place better as well.

We don't have to be quiet, we can hangout wherever. It's just the two of us; Just how I like it.

"Okay," I mumbled, "Pick me up at midnight."

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