good old fashioned lover boy (Eddie Munson X Reader)

thirty nine)

Wednesday

I knew from the moment that I opened my eyes this morning that I did not feel good.

I groaned loudly.

"fuck.."

I didn't want to miss any day of my last week but god dammit, right?

"Dustin!"

I didn't even know what time it was but it was worth a try.

Within seconds, the boy rushed into my room.

"yeah, sis?" he asked.

"not well.. tell Eddie and Robin I'm not well?" I asked, a small pout on my face.

"yeah.. yeah... you okay?" he wondered, worry filling his face.

"just peachy" I smiled weakly.

"feel better soon, sis. I'll be home later" he nodded.

"you better be" I smiled as the boy left the room.

Well.

This is fun.

Time for some more sleep, I guess.

Which didn't last very long.

I slept for about 2 more hours and by then, the house was completely empty which usually I'd find nice but today it was just... I don't know.

I ripped off my blanket and headed downstairs for some coffee.

I definitely needed a coffee.

I poured myself a cup and stood in the doorway of my back garden.

Something about it felt rather peaceful.

Until I was rudely interrupted by the phone ringing.

Wonderful.

I placed my cup of coffee down on the table and rushed to the house phone that was in the hallway.

"hello?" I lifted the phone to my ear.

"Y/N, perfect"

"Steve?" I furrowed my eyebrows.

"come over?" he sounded slightly panicked.

"what's up?" I frowned.

"I have a date later and I haven't been on one in ages and I just.. I need help" he laughed lightly.

"okay.. Okay. I'll be over ASAP" I nodded, hanging up the phone and rushing upstairs.

I slid on a pair of blue velvet trousers and paired it with a cropped band t-shirt,, I threw on my black cowboy boots and rushed out of the house.

I didn't really care about what I was wearing.

I didn't feel good.

And I knew Steve wouldn't care.