Eddie 🎸|🦇 Kas

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He sighs, moving to lay on the floor next to Steve. "I run cold, on account of the whole undead monster thing, so- well, I don't mind if you want a man-sized icepack to hold on to." Eddie holds out his hand, smiling slightly. "I'll try to shut up, too."

He blinked a few times, considering what was being offered. But he was uncomfortably over-heated, and that sounded rather nice. "Fine. But don't tell anyone." He groaned, scooting closer to Eddie and pressing himself up against the older's side. He sighed, relieved from the cool feeling against his sweaty skin. "You don't need to shut up, man. I'm just prone to migraines, and after being a fucking wolf all night that doesn't help matters."

If there was a god, Eddie really had to thank the guy for making vampires specifically averse to canine blood of all things, which kind of transferred to werewolves, especially around the full moon, or he'd be sitting with a much bigger problem than just a slight gay panic. "Yeah, I guess that would suck. I'll try not to give you too much to think about right now, then."

Eddie sighs. "Maybe we could convince Steve to let you move in, too. If you could stand the little anklebiters crowding around every free second of their days. Henderson would probably treat me like some kind of science experiment to figure out what's going on."

"steve---...." he'll scoff slightly, a look of disbelief spreading on his features. "so the young bucks made it, huh? the town didn't tear them to pieces. that's---...good," he can't help but be relieved, considering the fact that gareth had spilled dustin's name whenever jason had him on the ground, breaking his fingers. "but steve ain't gonna want anything to do with me,"

He sighed, trying to shake off the guilt - guilt for what he couldn't control, couldn't have known. "As far as I know, everyone made it. I-I don't know if the bastard succeeded with Red - uh, Max, Lucas' girl, my neighbor, and Hargrove's brother - or if someone else was the reason he split Hawkins open." Trying to put a smile on his face despite everything, Eddie shifted to reassure him. "And if you bring me back to them, I'm sure they'll be happy to let you into the group. Even if Harrington doesn't like having you around, I'm sure he'll be happy to piss his parents off by having two members of Hawkins' least favorite fantasy club around."

i promise you people won't reject you.

He backs off a bit, standing closer to the door. "If you insist I go, however, I shall leave you be and return to the common folk to, I dunno, eat a raccoon or something. I shan't take the beasties of the upper class, lest I offend you, your highness." Eddie gives an exaggerated bow, hand on the doorknob.

"Dude. Munson. Shut up." He whined, pinching his nose in annoyance. Everything felt sensitive right now. "Don't need the weird nerd talk right now." He groaned, flopping onto his back again, chest heaving slightly. "Is it incredibly hot in here or is it just me?"

He sighs, moving to lay on the floor next to Steve. "I run cold, on account of the whole undead monster thing, so- well, I don't mind if you want a man-sized icepack to hold on to." Eddie holds out his hand, smiling slightly. "I'll try to shut up, too."

He settles down on the floor, looking up at Steve. "I got excited about not being the only guy in Hawkins who's not entirely human." He chuckles. "If you actually need to, I'll let you sleep first. Just know that a little monster to monster talk is coming, whenever you're ready."

"Pretty sure there's plenty of people in Hawkins that aren't entirely human. If you haven't noticed, this town is fucked up." He finally sat up, rubbing at his eyes which stung from running around all night. "And I'm just going to say it right now, pretty sure that our uh....monster types....are a little different." Though thinking about Eddie covered in someone else's blood too also made him cringe. Steve didn't want to hurt anyone, so he absolutely made sure to target animals. But, could he speak for Eddie?

He backs off a bit, standing closer to the door. "If you insist I go, however, I shall leave you be and return to the common folk to, I dunno, eat a raccoon or something. I shan't take the beasties of the upper class, lest I offend you, your highness." Eddie gives an exaggerated bow, hand on the doorknob.

IT’S O K A Y

Eddie sighs. "Probably going to stall that for as long as possible. 'Cause, like, the smart thing to do is to stay with someone who either lives alone or with just other people who won't shoot me on sight or whatever." He pats Gareth's back, face pressed to the top of his head. "As cool as Harrington turned out to be, I'd rather live with you. We've been best friends for, like, forever. And you didn't even need to tear a demon bat in half with your bare hands for me to- uh, reconsider previous opinions."

granted, gareth didn't live alone. though, he was rarely seen by his parent's. they hated him. always thought he had something to do with his younger brother's dead after he got vecnaed. he still remembered finding his body in the backyard. it was hard to forget. "yeah, let's just---...we'll cross that bridge when we get there," he can't help but scoff at the words, a playful roll of his eyes. "i'd feel a certain way if you wanted to stay with steve over me," he wasn't lying, either. he'd probably be incredibly jealous. "---....but i would tear a demobat in half for you. if you wanted." yeah, okay.

Eddie sighs. "Maybe we could convince Steve to let you move in, too. If you could stand the little anklebiters crowding around every free second of their days. Henderson would probably treat me like some kind of science experiment to figure out what's going on."

"you can crash in my basement on the couch down there," his little hang out area. he was there more than his own bedroom. he didn't really hang out inside of the house.

Eddie sighs. "Probably going to stall that for as long as possible. 'Cause, like, the smart thing to do is to stay with someone who either lives alone or with just other people who won't shoot me on sight or whatever." He pats Gareth's back, face pressed to the top of his head. "As cool as Harrington turned out to be, I'd rather live with you. We've been best friends for, like, forever. And you didn't even need to tear a demon bat in half with your bare hands for me to- uh, reconsider previous opinions."

He wants to ease the mood, wants to avoid his little admission. "By the way, do you have any idea whether either of them went to any kind of doctor after everything? Steve got matching bites with me. Obviously not as bad, but bad enough to need it checked out."

"do you think harrington is going to seek me out?" there is a pause, though. "i think i saw a few of 'em throughout my almost two month stay for the ole' leg. so, yeah. maybe."