One-shots and Imagines

Eddie Munson - Shall We?

You were at lunch in school.

Eddie hadn't come over yet.

"Y/n/n, do you like Eddie?" Dustin asked you.

"Yeah," you blushed, "But what's not to like?"

You pulled out your phone and showed Dustin a picture of Eddie, "Look at 'im."

"You should ask him out, Y/n/n," Dustin smirked as you put your phone away.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no," you replied, "He hates me more than I hate myself, which is a lot."

"No, he doesn't-"

"He hates me."

"Who hates Y/n/n?" Eddie asked, walking over to the table, sitting in his normal seat.

"Y/n/n says that y-" Dustin started.

"If you don't shut that rambling mouth or yours, I promise I will smother you in your sleep," You seethed at Dustin in a hoarse voice.

Dustin immediately shut his mouth.

Eddie smirked at you in admiration.

"Who hates you?" Eddie asked, "I will kill them."

"Trust me, if I wanted him dead, he would've been dead a very, very long time ago," you said, avoiding his eye contact.

"Staring contest," he challenged, "Go."

Your e/c eyes darted to his and you didn't blink.

This went on for 5 minutes until Eddie blinked.

You did this:

"Eat that, Munson," you growled playfully.

He smiled brightly, then walked over to you, and whispered in your ear.

"Tonight. Your place," he winked.

"Oh, uhh, s-sure," you stuttered.

Eddie walked back to his seat.

"What'd he ask you?" Dustin whispered to you.

"Nothing," you muttered quietly.

You got up abruptly and went out to the woods.

Eddie followed you out, trying to not be seen by you.

You came to your normal spot, just a large patch of green grass.

"Я маньяк-убийца," you called out.
(I'm a homicidal maniac)

That was your secret code with your best friend, Midnight.

Midnight was your big, black, fluffy, saint Bernard.

Midnight came running from the woods.

You got down on one knee and he came crashing into you, licking your face.

"I missed you, too, buddy," you laughed.

You laid down on the grass, facing the sky and Midnight did the same.

"Guess what happened?" you told him.

He barked back as if to say "What?"

"I think... Eddie asked me out...?" you replied, slightly unsure of yourself.

Midnight barked back happily, sticking his tongue out.

"I doubt he likes me though," you explained, "He's just so...perfect, and I'm...just...me. I'm so...useless, dumb, and ugly."

You and Midnight looked at each other.

"Ever feel like that?" you asked, curiously, cooling over, on your stomach.

Midnight just looked at you, tongue sticking out.

"I guess not. You're a dog," you sighed, getting up, "You have it easy.

You scratched Midnight behind the ear.

"I'll see you at home tonight," you sighed, checking to make sure his tracker was on his collar, "Can you stop by the police department and give this to Hopper?"

You safely tucked a slip of paper in his collar, "Thanks, I'll see you later."

Midnight barked and darted off, running.

You sighed, hung your head, and started walking.

Eddie came out of nowhere.

"You okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, fine," you replied, turning to leave.

"Wait, wait," he responded, grabbing you by the wrists.

You winced in pain, pulling your arms away.

"Sorry," he chuckled lightly, before realizing that you slit your wrists.

You realized that he realized, and stood speechless.

"You know you can talk to me, right?" he said, "About anything."

"Thanks, Eddie," you smiled softly.

"Always a pleasure," he nodded, smiling his iconic smile.

You smiled back.

"Shall we?" he asked, stepping aside so you could pass.

"We shall," you giggled.

You both walked back to school together.

That night, at your house, let's just say you and Ed had a fucking amazing time.