#efs x reader

The most of the day got on really good to say yourself! You and most of the group had a really fun time. Everyone went for some rolercoaster rides on one time, then came in a gaming centre and tried winning prizes (Jacob and Max did mostly).

By the end of the fun, everyone went eating and after that the gang went home. Yall were filled with dopamine from that day, carrying something with yourself that will be remembered.

The nightmare was long forgotten by lunch. Eddie, your so called bestie, And Max were the stars of your day, cracking up jokes with you and making you laugh out loud even on the most unfunny jokes they could ever say. Bless the whole group man, bless them.

The sun started setting, not in a cinematic way; the birds were getting quieter, streets turning on its lings even when it was still blindingly bright outside.

Gang came home fulfilled and in a good mood. Kicked off shoes at the front door and lazy laughs followed down the house's corridors.

You got to the kitchen to fix yourself a little snack as you weren't that filled by what you chose in that diner everyone went to.

Getting yourself a said snack, you sat down in the kitchen, looking out the window. The sun painted warm orange-ish colours, sea waters glistening beneath. A warm wind blew, rustling of tree leaves.

Max enters the kitchen, getting a drink from the fridge. He smiles at you and nods before he does so, pulling out one of his favorite drinks. Red of the can glinted under sunlight.

"Love this trip yet. You?" He start a small talk, turning to you whilst leaning on a kitchen counter.

"Me too actually, liked the whole fun that we did today! Happy that we got to meet the whole group again." You answered to him, biting into another piece of snack you had. "Its like a family reunion" Adding up, you chuckled as he did the same.

"I mean, you're not lying!" Max answered, grinning stupidly, his calves showing. Conversation between you two alone was going lively, with new themes to talk resurfacing after a long time of being forgotten (probably).

The sun was low. As your gaze studied the sky, it deepens to a true twilight blue, the color of a rape blueberries if those were dipped in ink. Higher still, the blue becomes electric, simmilar to ultraviolet purple that seems to hum with the energy of a coming night.

Mid conversation, you hear a room's door open and close, footsteps soon stalking down the hall to kitchen where two of you babbled.

Jacob enters, excited about something he would probably say now. He gets a water bottle from a plastic bag. Taking a swig, he clears his throat.

"You two want to join us playing? It's fun." He asked, looking between two of you.

"What yall playing?" You asked casually with slight interest. Well, atleast most of the games you truly like playing as they were either revived from the depths of childhoods or random ass stuff.

"Something like.. truth or dare, but without truth if that makes sense." Jacob explained, his hand gesturing from side to side.

"Oohhh, okay okay.." Max replied, his fingers dragging up and down his chin like he was storking an invisible beard. "I'm up, you?" Brunette asked now looking at you for any sign of joining or agreement.

You in answer nodded back, getting up from your spot as two boys headed back to the room everyone played at. Or atleast were going to

Everyone was in the middle of something. Doing something that they either wanted or did just for the game of it.

Plenty wore socks on his hands and pretended being a puppeter, Jacob was imitating a French accent for solid 30 minutes before stopping so and enjoying the madness and chaos of other's dares and obviously what they get as a punishment if they won't do them.

That's what happened to you. Plenty, after Jacob's turn of juggling –or atleast trying to— random stuff from the room. You, getting a wild dare, tried to ignore the encouragment for something you won't do.

"I'll pass, im not doing this shit." You stated, rubbing your left eye with a heel of your palm. The night was really getting into you as you sat in a circle in a lotus pose.

Ethan, like a wind up toy, looked at you with a grin and gleam in his eyes. "Oh, I KNEW you would say no!" Plenty sang out, getting up to walk to his suitcase. Everyone was confused, everyone throwing questions at him that weren't answered.

Clink‐Clink–Clink—

Sound of metal clinking were heard. The picture of the situation shifted drastically – to you. Ethan, now having two pairs of cheap handcuffs in his hands, trinketed back to the group with giggle like a little girl.

"Your payment will be to choose two people from this group to be handcuffed to! So that means three of you will be together before someone quits." Plenty said, challenge in his eyes gleaming.

Well. Shit!

"Plenty, why– no, where did you get handcuffs from in the first place??" Max questioned a reasonable concern. Eddie just cackled all the time since Ethan got those out of his suitcase. Jacob smiled uncontrollably at the situation, watching it all.

"I'll take Eddie first," You said, your friend immediately stopping his laughter. "You!– ain't no way you're pulling me in all this!" Eddie proclaimed, laughter before seeming not so for this situation now.

"Why you laughing then! Its not like something bad will happen, chill!" You joked back at his dramatic anger.

With that said by you, Ethan tossed you the first pair of handcuffs. Eddie, scoffing held out his wrist to you. You unclasped one of the hoops free and clicked the cheap metal around his wrist. The feeling of being handcuffed together with a person you.. nevermind, felt exciting, unnerving.

"I hate you." Eddie murmured in defeat, looking at now chained together hands of you two. He was joking of course – he hated the fact that he was the victim of a culprit.

Well, one other person was left for the "payment" to start atleast. No one was willing. After a silent of a time, Max cleared his throat. "Well uh.. I can do it if no one can." He said, shrugging.

Plenty threw the last pair to him. You, lifting your other free wrist, after fiddling to unlock the damn toy, metal slid around your wrist. Now, the three of you had to suffer because of you– dramatic, true, but thats how it was. You had to basicaly use "the power of friendship and teamwork" to do anything.

You three were doing wild stuff together. Maybe the punishment wasn't even that bad? Max jokes around as Eddie and you did. You three were doing absolutely horrendous dares, trying to control every movement. Well, sabotages happened alot but that's not for now.

And okay, for one moment, noone but three of you were in your small little world. You could even say that you loved being around Max more than Eddie but its was a joke of course! Both are funny, both are handsome, both are creative.

As much as you hated the fact that you lost a dare and now had to go anywhere one of you three wanted to, you could feel the accidental touches, stolen by your left hand. It was either bumping into each other, you grazing their knuckles or fingers, their breaths near you — god it drove you crazy. And both of their scents? One smelling like soda and faint colonge and other like wood and cotton? Yep, folded like you got hit in your stomach full of butterflies.

Mostly, Max, you and Eddie were in one spot while the game continued, getting up 2 or 3 times in whole hour one more. Was either get a drink, go to the toilet or grab something for a dare or payment to it.

Most of guys were getting tired and sleepy. After 2 and half hours of playing, everyone decided to end on a good note and go to sleep. Max, right after hearing that, uncliped his side of handcuffs from you and him, saying goodnights and whatever. 

But rest of you two.. no, competitive wasn't even a word to descibe you two. When everyone started scramgling to sleep, you two were doing just.. something together. Calm and natural with a hint of drained enegry.

You and Eddie sat on a couch, scrolling mindlessly in your own phones. Still chained up. Not even realizing it, the position of yourhands were too close to each other, almost touching but not quite – close, if saying simply.

"Come on bro, unclip already," Eddie murmured, not looking at you still. "Playtime's over." He glanced at you and one if his wrists.

"Nuh uh." You shook your head in disagreement. "You do it, I'm not losing." A small reminder of payment 'before someone quits'. You? Quitting? Heck no!

"Hell you mean 'I'm not losing'." Friend looked at you with tiredness and confusion. "Then I'm not either." Tone in his voice rose a littlebit despite really wanting to be quiet.

"Eddie. Unclasp the damn handcuff." Your tone shifted in annoyance too, not raising as you took a breath out before speaking. "Nah, you can do it, ladies first." Eddie answered you, a small smirk on his face.

You straightened up, now sitting up on the sofa and studying that damned man. His hair was crazy in a good way, expression relaxed just like his body, eyes like coffee beans looked at his phone screen throught glasses.

Standing up, you forced the reaction out of the man. As you stood up, your chained wrists now hung in air. Eddie looked up at you with expectance and question.

"I'm gonna do stuff Eddie." You fakely warned, joking around.. or not, who knows you, especially around a tired man you're crushing on.

Eddie stood up infront of you, crossing his arms, forcing you fingers to graze on his zip-up sleeve. He looked at you, waiting for you to do something. "What you gonna do, m?" He challenged as if you would quit playing around.

Well that wasn't a part of a plan.....

You gritted your teeth in annoyance and how damn good he played that. His zip up hood was slightly messed up, column of his neck showing off and playing with lighting. Same for those damn black hair he had, his grown out facial hair, eyes, glasses. Oh his stance and his clothes.. and that damn attitude.

Scoffing, with a free hand of yours, you grabbed his shoulded, pulling up close; your chained wrists were pulled back, doing more of a boost forward. It's either in this life or never anyway. You couldn't bear with it more. And definitely not missing out this chance.

Surging to those lips you wanted to feel yours against. It was hunger, want and plead for acceptance.

Eddie froze, letting you do everything. This.. woah. He definetly didn't expect that — from you. Movement against his lips felt extremely unfamiliar but oh so damn good. Maybe he was just as interested as you were in him —no, you were definitely out of his league, it couldn’t be– you thought.

But he returned, trying to pick up the pace you went for. As you did, his hand crept up to your hip and up to the back of your waist. His chained up hand? It tried to fiddle to hnlock yours on your side. How polite of him. He let out a sigh through his nose – this man was definitely enjoying this.

The man started deepingit all out, pulling you closer to him as he tried to get enough of you. Anger? Yeah no, haven't heard of that before, the force of fierce correlated with that. 

Clicking open the handcuff from your side, Eddie picked you up by your thighs and throwing your legs around his waist. He didn't stop, didn't even plan on it yet. He walked down the hallway past rooms as quietly as he could to your now —not so lone— room. He sat himself on the edge of a mattress of the bed with you together.

You, with now more movements accessible, shifted your positiong on his lap, the jean fabric whispering with other textures. You couldn't belive it all. Not you, straddling your best friend's waist and kissing him raw on the lips and him returning it all. No, you are flexing before the day you die.

Eddie beneath you, made silent breathy noises and not being loud. His brows were furrowed in deep satisfaction, breath raggedy. One of his trailed up and down your back and waist, the other one gripped the back of your shoulder, trying to get every sensation he could. "Fuck.." Was all he choked out while keeping it all down.

You wanted to get it all out of him. You tugged up at his zip-up. Eddie, getting your plead broke free for a moment to get his shirt off, In the dark of dimly lit bedroom you could see how his lips were now in a pinkish colour, face all flushed, body trembling — like yours. You could feel a wave of pride in you as much as affection and control you now had. From a bratty best-friend to a down bad adult.

Beneath the zip up, was a basic tee, free from obstacles of a damn zip-up. Likea mosquito, you trailed plush kisses down his jaw and neck, stopping somewhere between shoulder and column of his throat. Sucking and biting down on his skin. Oh the sweet noises that man made. His grip on you tightened drastically, his head turning away from you to get the work done in an accessible way. 

Eddie bit his lip down, eyes closed in a bliss of sensations he didn't have for a long time. He always acted so cool but now he was genuinely yearning and pleading for more.

"Please.." He whined close to your year, accent a background to it all. His hands now trailed down, pulling on the fabric of your pants. You helped him get everything off you before returning attention to his clothing. Moments later, both of your clothes were acrew on one side of the bed that last night you slept alone, probably fantasizing about all this.. reality now.

Hands of both figures memorized patters of both bodies. You were bold, greedy even. He was studying, searching for the weaks. Like a starved hyena in a desert. And slowley but surely.. that happened. Gentle but passionate and full of pented up, bottled up feelings.

After two of you hooked up last night, Eddie didn't care about crawling back to his shared room. He slept close to you, all messed up but happy as you were too. Sleeping in a shared bed, under same cover, close.

In the morning, when everyone woke up, Jacob decided to check up on you as Eddie wasn't seen anywhere, and, well.. he understood everything. How Eddie and you were two wierdly happy. And how your room smelled funny in the morning. Gladly he didn't say anything to anyone before you two would want to, but personal jokes and genuine congratulations were said by him in private to the two — how cute!

Waiting does get you anywhere if you just go for it, y'know?

"Not yet, no" you reply without taking your eyes off the screen. Eddie hums and goes to the kitchen to get a snack before sitting on the floor besides you. His whole side pressing against yours as both of his arms wrap around your torso. His chin resting on your shoulder as he watches your screen.

"That seems boring" he mumbles, a bit pouty, one of his hands leaves your body to take off his glasses and put them on the coffee table besides your laptop. "Let's go cuddle" Eddie whispers as he goes back to hugging you.

"We are" you say with a small smile.

"No, I'm cuddling you, you are neglecting me, you are being mean and... mean" he lets out an exagerated sigh. "Pleaseeeee, my friends were being so mean today, I need love and... I don't know, just hug me back" Eddie practicaly whines in your ear for you to pay attention to him.

"Fine! Okay" your hands leave the keyboard, your body turns slightly to hug him back, his head burying into the crook of your neck as he hold you tighter. "what did they say?"

"I don't know, we are always mean, I just wanted to make you hug me" he mumbles into you. "Can we watch a movie, or reels? let's watch reels in bed, yeah?" Eddie pulss away slightly so he can look at you, his smile growing when he sees you nod.

"Reels sound good, wanna order some food?"

It was unbearable, just recently your boyfriend promised you he would be spending more time with you. “Youtube is just a hobby!” and “Youre the love of my life, of course ill have you as my priority,” is what he always said, but did he ever really keep his promises?

Yes, fortunately he did, but as of now: youve been sitting on your shared couch for 10 hours, waiting for him to finish up, unfortunately.

It was unacceptable, he didnt have to play the whole entire game (which is still in demo, mind you!?) in one sitting! It was unbearable how long youve gone without tender love and care from Eddie…

You were just lazing around on the aforementioned sofa, scrolling on your phone to try and keep the neediness at bay — you wouldnt consider yourself a smothering lover… but damn, this was straight up purgatory.

Eddie, your ’unloving’ boyfriend, opened the door to his bedroom and walked out casually. Way too easily making his way over to the kitchen, just across from the living room. And as expected, you immediately noticed him.

“Are you finally done streaming that stupid game?” You groaned, flinging your phone to the other side of the couch, gently hitting your feet and toppling over to the seat cushion.

Eddie just smirked, feigning naivety on how long he has spent rotting in his room, “You mean subnautica 2?”

Obviously he knew.

He knew he was killing you slowly by not interacting with you.

He knew that you would lose your patience the longer he played that fuckass aquatic game.

That fucking dickwad.

“Nah, i havent finished yet. I just paused to get some food.” Your boyfriend still had that easy, infuriating grin.

“Youve got to be kidding me.”

“Im serious! Me, Vonii and Josh just found the coolest area to explore!” He gestured vaguely with his hands, but you could care less honestly.

Eddie padded over to the counter in the kitchen, reaching over to snatch a lonesome banana, peeling it before turning around to walk back into his room.

“Ill be finishing soon, dont worry baby!” He yelled from the hallway when opening his bedroom door handle. Unapologetically.

... But all you could think about was how to strangle him in his sleep tonight… sighing loudly as your head falls back onto a throw pillow.

-

As luck would have it (which seemed to be on your side), he didnt take much longer exploring that area. The guys could finish the game off on a good note too, Eddie laughing as he parted ways both with Vonii and Josh, along with his chat.

Finally, after what felt like years (it was half an hour) he texted you.

You usually wouldve been giddy to see your boyfriend reach out to you.. but the fact he just texted a nonchalant “done streaming”, made you more upset than happy.

Springing up from the sofa — that was already heavily indented with your lying figure — you quickly marched towards his bedroom, opening the door without sparing a knock. “H-hey, baby!” Eddie almost seemed startled on how quickly you appeared after his text.

Guess thats what happens when you live together with your partner (or when you ignore them for 10 hours straight…)

“Im done waiting.” You just huffed, crossing your arms and sauntering over to his desk, leaning the small of your back onto the edge of it.

“I know, gorgeous..” Eddie hummed lowly, hands carefully reaching out to your hips to try and tug you closer.

Look at him. Trying to act all innocent again.

Well you wont have it this time, no, hes been teasing you for too long.

When he pulled you closer, you swiftly sat down on his lap, your folded legs touching the sides of his thighs. Meanwhile you busied your hands to rest on his shoulders, right one inching towards the back of his neck to his nape to tangle your fingers into his dark curls. “Angel im done- we can just chill and watch a movie if you wa-”

“No, i want to sit here.” You replied casually but in a slightly tense manner, fingers tightening in his hair as he just let out a nervous chuckle. He was done for.

“Alright.. whatever makes you comfortable- oh.” Eddie had to hold back a gasp when you rolled your hips on his lap, his hands tightening the second he could feel his nerves jump. Your ‘cruel’ boyfriend even had to squeeze his eyes shut from the friction.

This was your payback, and you wont be sweet towards him after what he did.

“Baby-” Eddie whimpered lowly, trying to bite back the need to buck up into you, but you just kept circling your hips on his lap. He was weak, the fact you could feel his aching hard on under you wasnt helping his case.

Slowly, carefully, you reached out to pull the reclining lever of his gaming chair. Yet the back of his chair fell back quickly and suddenly, making him flinch and grip your waist tighter. “H-holy fuck!” The throw blanket he had on his lap fell onto the hardwood floor with his startle. When your boyfriend realised he wasnt falling off entirely (and eating shit), he relaxed into the chair again and let you shift on top of him, his own hips gently rolling up towards you when you settled closer. Like he couldnt hold himself back for much longer.

For such an avoidant guy, he could be pretty needy too…

“Youre so pretty..” he murmured under his breath, one hand letting go of your waist as he instead reached down to tug at his sweatpants. You felt generous enough to help him and lift yourself up, hovering over his lap as you yanked his pants and boxers down in one fell swoop.

“And youre so annoying.” You rolled your eyes, but didnt waste another second before wrapping your palm around his leaky cock. “Mh- your face tells me a whole other story–” Still he somehow had the guts to tease you, even when under you and his dick in your hand.

Eddie relaxed into your ministrations, leaning further back like a cat enjoying the sunlight from a window. His hand stayed glued to your hip with the other reaching over to his desks drawer, snagging a spare condom packet. Meanwhile you shoved your shorts off and underwear to the side. And just because he couldnt help himself from pulling your leg further, he ripped the foil packet open with his teeth, even kept shameless eye contact like that was enough to make you shy. Oh he had no clue what your true weaknesses were. But you knew his well like the back of your hand. The brunette helped you on rolling the condom over his member, jacking it a bit to really make sure he was turned on (not exactly necessary, he was as hard as a rock). Before grabbing your hips again. Eddie was eager to try to guide you over and onto him, but you just slapped at his hands, which he promptly flinched back at and let you do the work. A mistake on his behalf that he realised, just when it was too late. You rapidly lowered yourself onto his covered dick, making him moan out in surprise, head rolling back into the small pillow of his gaming chair. “Baby-oh god..- fuck..!” he just whined and stumbled over his words, surprised because you guys usually took it slow when intimate. In the next second, when he couldnt even catch a breather, you were rolling your hips again. Up and down, left and right. All Eddie could do now was stare at your pelvis, mesmerized and stunned. “Yeah- not so nice being teased, is it?” You huffed on top of him, but all your words seemed to go in one ear and out the other for him. Trying to refocus his attention back to you again, you quickened the pace. Which only made him gargle out a louder and whinier moan, hands tightening on your hips, each bounce and roll squeezing an involuntary sound out of him. “H-hold- ah– on baby.. im boutta cum…” Eddie begged, heavy breaths falling from his lips. Yet you kept riding him, your own hands tracing his muscled abdomen under his shirt. “Yeah yeah, whatever..” You even used the same cold, indifferent tone as he did when teasing you. Your boyfriend kinda felt guilty for that… but unapologetically good now that you were fucking him now. Pleasure suddenly overwhelmed him as his own hips stuttered up into you, eyebrows furrowing in pure want the longer he chased his pleasure. Maybe you were softening up, maybe the tension of the pleasure was also consuming you, but you let him fuck up into you. You let him climax without trying to edge or tease him cruelly. And when he did? You did as well. Eddies grip loosened the longer he let his cock spill his cum into the condom, body and muscles relaxing from the strain, before he sighed out a relieved breath. When you came down from your high too, he patted the side of your hip, a grin on his lips again. Yet this time, it seemed to be more delicate and sincere than that shit-eating grin he usually had. His teeth caught onto his bottom lip as he stared up at you like you were an angel sent from heaven above itself. “We should fuck more infront of my setup-” “In your wet dreams, freak.”

୧‿̩͙ ˖︵︵ ꕀ⠀ ♱⠀ ꕀ ︵︵˖ ‿̩͙୨

can i get some hype

this whole fic is actually inspired by an actual clip from the actual subnautica stream like actually. actual.

Oh boy those relationship shit was rough to you. Not only your toxic relationship, that you thought was so perfect whilst ignoring all the red flags about the person you loved most, but they even dumped you the worst way possible!

You were so heartbroken to the point you did everything to keep the memories of that darn person out of your mind.. to get over them. You allowed yourself to get full out and treat yourself better than them. By all out I mean shopping in overpriced cafes, buying useless stuff, making something you are passionate for or partying.

Just like that, when you scrolled through social media and stumbled on a pop up, just about to close it, for once you decided to read through it. Probably a scam again..

«Do you remember the last time you held a movie in your own hands? CD disk? Felt the weight of it? Do you remember when you bought a movie you were excited to watch? That's what we thought.»

«RetroSLOP - Movie rental shop with all kind of films to your taste. Opening soon.»

«Check our website to see our stores in your state.»

Movies.. This one particular interest you grew quite fond to study. The art of film making somehow made you very nerdy and interested, especially after the break up when you had all rights to nerd out to someone when no one is now saying "Shut up" after a mentioned topic that triggered it all.

"Wh- Who names a place like that?" You thought to yourself, clicking on the website to the shop anyway. Well the choice of films were quite.. interesting. Now you got to visit that gosh darn place for sure.

After another sessions of midnight breakdowns and "Twin, flip them off them already" self-reassurance, you decided to walk through the street that supposedly located the opening store.

There were small cafés, unopened shops.. The streets were pretty empty as they were newly built supposedly. Uhum.. Turn right and... There it was! The blue sign on white background on top of half empty shop hung, neon sign "Open" was turned off. Hall inside seemed empty except several shelves with no said movies yet.

Just before you walked up, you saw a man there. He had dark curly hair, purple uniform with a red vest and a pair of dark pants, as you guessed it was their uniform. That worker brought out shelves and boxes out from the back room, placing them on their places in store.

Dang, he was pretty strong to carry those shelves with ease.. Multitasking of envy and show off. With an aprooving nod to yourself, you passed by the store, continuing walking down the street. Well now you knew that it would open up soon and.. Maybe it's good.

After a walk through to the movie rental shop, some time of spending money and week passing by, you decided to visit the shop on it's opening day.

The shop now looked pretty alive in difference to how it looked days ago. Shelves were now filled with movies of all sorts and to all tastes, smell of plastic, carpeted floors and new furniture filled that small shop.

Looking around the store, you saw only one employee there — that one with dark hair that placed everything in the store. His hands were resting on the edge of the counter in studying look to the street.

Walking in with signaling footsteps heading inside, the man straightened up, switching his attention to you. You, on other hand, looked to pick a film. 'Return due month since buying'? Alright!

Nothing too overhyped and not too niche either.. Something balanced. So you picked the film and headed to the counter to pay it out and probably watch it. The curly haired man, the only worker there. The tag on his vest was embeded with a letter E, so that meant his name was-

"Hello, I'm Eddie, the.. owner of this place. Happy to see you buy at out shop!" He said in a cheerful tone, scanning your film and taking cash from you.

Right.. His name is Eddie. Now understood. "Wonderful place you got here, Eddie!" You answered back as to make a small talk you didn't plan on. The cheefulness really caught you off guard, mentioning that there were little to no people in the shop yet, only several people that seemed off or wierd.

"Oh, thank you! I really tried to make it look good as a starter." He chuckled to himself, bagging your cassete and handing over the paper bag.

—Well, that was the first impression of him to you, a cheerful man just happy to do his job as an owner. He was quite the opposite from you, especially from the breakup you had. But.. you found yourself pulled towards watching movies. And also someone to talk about them.

You found yourself going to that place more and more. First thing is after watching a movie and returning the film due date and second.. Eddie was a fun guy to be around, even when he was the only one working there, having to do all the work before he got any employees.

He was actually the one who watched some of the films with you and on each visit both of you talked about it! He also got that safe presence around him that made you feel comfortable around him, despite some of rough past breakup time.

With each visit, the store grew not only in counts of furniture or people, but recognizion too. Each day something new would be in the rental — banners, decoration, films.

You couldn't say you were a regular there, but came around there pretty often.

One particular time you remembered was when on another visit, wanting to pick out another film serie you found pulling, the shop had those small tv banners to show the new releases.

As you glanced up, you saw some pretty funny character. You had a really bad mood that day, cried the night out when you saw a mention of your ex again. That yearned a silent but hearty chuckle from you before you payed out for the stuff you picked out.

Eddie smiled to himself then, finally seeing you get better and alive again. Somehow his business was now pretty important — it was from the start, but now after each interactions and conversations with you, picking out film you would probably like and placing them on a shelf you checked out very oftem, he found it vital for his and your own sake.

That was 3 months ago.

It was a Friday evening. Being in a good mood, talkative and not having any plans, you stayed until closing time, chatting while.

The shop was closing at 9 PM. It was hour before closing. Not so many people were now outside, atleast in the alley the shop was. The weather seemed like it would just pour straight waterfalls.

At first you browsed through the shelves, really reading into the scripts of each one you found appealing to your gaze. Then you watched adds above the payout counter to the sound of outside noise.

Eddie, the whole time, was either checking out the last few customers or slacking off of boredom. When he caught eye contact with you, he just smiled, acknowledging your presence still. You returned it all witha soft smile, nodding before returning back to doing stuff.

Clock hit 9 PM. The last customer was served. Rain, as you thought it would, poured just before closure time. Pavement spilled puddles all over the streets, creating a misty atmosphere outside.

You were deep in some thought you had, zoned out completely. Checking the time on your phone, you stood up, gathering all your stuff. Just as you were about to leave, Eddie called you out.

"Hey! Uh..." He didn't know why he did that. His lips were agap as if words themself died in his throat.

Stopping, you looked at him, hand on the handle of the front door with a puzzled expression. "What? Is something wrong?" Looking around and checking yourself from every side you could.

Not wrong but.. "I just.." He started from scratch, drumming his fingers softly against the counter, lowering his gaze on the material of the counter. "I had a shitty movie to watch. Thought you would accompany me and have a laugh." Eddie shifted from leaning on two arms to one, now gliding on the table, his gaze returning to look at you in expectation.

Seeing the silence in answer from you, his brows slightly furrowed in understanding and slight disappointment, an embarrassing blush of pink forming. One of his hand darted to the back of his neck, running hands through his curls. "I- You dont have to, if you have plans or anything, or just—"

"Sure," You answered. "Why not?" Shrugging you let go of the exit, smiling slightly. "I don't have anything planned.. atleast for weekends."

Eddie smiled, now that he had something new to experience. Sliding his hand off the counter, he locked up the register, breaking eye contact and doting into the back room to check up on everything, grab his stuff and lock the place up.

The two of you left the building, with a final lock of key and door test to make sure it really closed. You walked next to each other, chattering between one another. After what probably took 20 minutes from the shop, you got to his place, getting to his apartment.

"Come on," Eddie murmured, bumping into yours shoulder lightly before getting out the keys for both to enter. "Poor cinematography awaits.." He added animositly, grinning after his joke.

"Dude stop." You chuckled whole heartedly, shaking your head. The door opened and, as a gentelman Eddie was, he allowed you to enter first before he closed the door behind two of you.

The inside was how you would probably expect. A messy but comfortable place, radiating warmth like the person he was. The house had deep dark colour theme, something closer to those night bars that you headed first headed after the crushing stuff just several months ago.

The scent was surprisingly different from what you expected it to be. Something like takeout food mixed with brick walls and cotton — messy but pleasant. Dim lights of sun shades from orange to bright yellow shined around the house. From the entrance you could partially living room and pther hallways to other rooms.

"Home," Eddie announced with a tired sigh, etched with oncoming relaxation he felt from just stepping in after work. "Lemme change quickly, 'k?" He said after taking off his jacket and, while walking, started unbuttoning his red work vest.

Eddie dissapeared in the hallway, you then entering the living room. He indeed had several films, some of them being the ones you picked out too.

Couch was seemingly loved. Olive colour of it had a blanked lazily spread on one of arms. Coffee table between the plush couch and tv stand looked thrifted, having minor scratches and peeling off colour.

You sat down, waiting for the host to return. Not waiting long enough, Eddie returned, not in home attire — simple pants ans a t-shirt, fixing up his Apple watches.

"You want anything? Water? Tea? Beer?" He breathed out, stopping by before entering into the kitchen, awaiting.

"You know me," Looked you at him. In answer, he nodded, leaving to the kitchen.

Now the space was filled with aounds of ceramics clinking against one another, metal cutlery mixing bevegares. You caught yourself smiling, a genuine uplift of a corner of your mouth.

Eddie returner with your and his drinks, now finally settling in and turning the damn movie on. And, oh god, it was worse that it was expected to be.

The almost same clips looped on for 2 straight hours while narrator said the most atrocious shit the poetry ever heard or seen of.

"Oh god.." You whispered to the screen. "It's bad."

"I say" Eddie laughed silently "Isn't it beautiful? And ass at the same time?"

"I don't agree with the first one, Eddie.."

After a moment of genuine hold of cringe and laughter, Eddie started chatting about everything at that point – weather, jobs, films, movies, just anything.

At some point, you two were sitting close, just rambling about nothing. Maybe it was when you tried to comfortably tuck yourself in the spare blanket and shifted unknowingly, maybe from that dip in the cushions beneath.

That didn't really matter. You were comfortable.

Your head layed on the back of the couch, tilted towards him, shoulders touching and body melted into the soft material beneath. Eddie’s eyes were on you, not moving from your touch.

His eyes flicked from one of your eyes to just your lips and then back. You swore on your life you saw that. Your stomach did a backflip for sure.

"What?" You asked, cathing back his attention.

"Nothing, you just.." He looked away, slightly tilting his head away from you before returning eye contact. "I just thought about what you told again."

"And what exactly?"

"Your ex, of course. You said your ex bored you and stuff."

"I didn't say—"

"You did," Eddie cut off, not accusing. "Several days ago. You said you weren't a 'heroine' of the supposed–"

"It was a joke."

"You ain't shitting me with that," Eddie shook his head, a smile tugging on his lips. He read you like a damn script. "Trust me."

Well.. Maybe he was right. After a moment of silent defeat, you finally admited: "It wasn't, fine." You murmured. "I admit it."

"You want me to prove you're wrong?" Eddie turned fully to you, side of his face illuminated in the dark by the TV.

You stayed silent, letting him say or do whatever he might. After the silence, as probably acceptance, he shifted slightly closer to you, studying your face as if it was looking for weak spots.

"If.. anything," Eddie dragged out in a low tone. "Say anything. Do anything." And with that, he returned to silence.

One of his hands, that layed betwen them two, anchored on the couch, the other was placed on your shoulder, the warmth seeping straight through the fabric of whatever you wore.

Oh you knew it was wrong. You knew that ot was probably bad idea. You were still broken inside, you barely knew each other and now it was what you feared but craved of.

Your hand, that was too between you two, snaked to the one's wrist on the couch. Just holding on, thumb on one of the prominent bone in the wrist.

Eddie hesitated for a moment, a cocky smile radiating nervousness. "Is that a..?"

"It's not."

His gut eased, with a sigh through his nose, he leaned in, placing a peck under your eye. Then, after a pause, another one under the other.

Your mind went blank, like a computer getting it's motherboard removed.

Then the cheek. The other. Pecks. Each landing with a stupid 'mwah' that would've been funny if they didn't heat up your soul back from the dead of feelings.

"Now, that" Your forehead. "Is for when you said you were the worst."

Your jaw. "That" Your nose. "For saying that you were the one who ruined it all."

"And that" Your groove between the upper lip and nose (basically your upper lip). "For staying 'till closing time. Again."

You were laughing like a little kid seeing magic tricks from a clown now, tears prickling in the corners of your eyes – not from sadness this time. "Oh my gosh!"

"And that!" Eddie said with contained emotion not to laugh out loud at that valuable moment, moving his hand from your shoulder to wipe the formed tear off your eyelid with his thumb. "For.. just being the most interesting and precious person i recently met."

You stared back at him, still feeling his lips all over your face. "Recently? Are we talking about the same recently?" Your thumb circled his wrist on the couch.

In the dark, Eddie's face had a red-ish colour, gladly hidden by a shadow. "Don't.. Don't make it awkward." He smirked.

"You almost just devoured me whole and you're talking about some 'Don't make it awkward' stuff. Look at you!"

"I mean, I'd do it again with no shame!" He shook his head, biting the inside of his cheek. There was challenge and confidence in those deeply nervous and hesitant eyes, trust me.

With a defeated sigh, you slightly leaned in, tilting your head to the side. "Fine. One more."

The grin on Eddie’s face now shifted into a vulnerable smile. He pressed his lips on top of yours, now nothing but a peck, being greedy. He stayed on for a bit longer.

With that, you really decided to watch the film, as there was still 30 minutes left.

You woke up to the morning sun peeking through half covering blinds of the living room. The first thing you felt was warmt somewhere near your stomach and side of your face, sounds of a heartbeat and breathing. Oh damn.

After opening your eyes, you indeed was on the couch.. With Eddie. The two of you probably fell asleep on the couch, got tangled in the blanket and ended up like this. Wrapped leg around one of his, head on his chest. Eddie’s arm around your waist like a snake.

Speaking of Eddie. He was still asleep, without glasses, mouth agap, head reasting on the back of the couch, his throat exposed. Looking so much younger and somehow unguarded, soft without his usual smile.

You paniced, not from him, but at the thought of it all being a stupid joke, something that looked like your ex would do just days before shattering your heart in pieces. What did you do? What did we do?

Eddie shifted in sleep, making a silent sound. His hand tightened around your waist as if guarding a fragile piece. With that, you calmed down ever so slightly.

He woke up after another one of those shifts. His deep brown eyes fluttered open, arm around you going completely rigid as he did too. "Oh." He lifted his head slightly. "Oh, okay, alright.." His voice was deeply in sleep phase, low and soothing to hear in the morning.

"Yep," You murmured. "Hi," Lifting your head, you two were imposibly close, not only the bodies but faces and, oh damn he looked pretty up close.

"Hi.." Eddie rasped, swallowing. Well if it wasn't nice to wake up to in the morning and having his own arm wrapped around you like a doll. "I.. I didn't–"

"We were asleep. It doesn't count."

"Right..

Right. It's fine.. Totaly.

Every friend that knows one another does that, falls asleep on each other after–"

"Eddie."

"Holy sh-.. Yeah?"

"You're rambling."

He groaned, his free hand running down his face, the other, unconsciously, had its fingers subtly pressed on flat on your stomach, slightly fisting into the fabric.

Okay, damn, you could feel your face get hot too. Not only from the situation and the position both of you were, but how that man was so darn vocal in the mornings.

"Am I.."

"Desperate? Yes."

"I was gonna say– fuck that."The two of you stayed like that on the couch, not even daring to move a muscle. It wasn't akward, no.. Okay, it probably was, but still!

"Can we stay like this?.." You asked cautiously. "Forever?"

Fingers on your stomach moved absently in circles before stoping. With a sigh from the man, he tilted his head to look at you, half-hood eyed. "You know damn well I have work to do today, dont make me unemployed again because of how I feel guilty about missing this now."

You chuckled, letting the truth return into reality. He was right, sadly. "Fine. I'll try not to wait forever again for you."

That was.. The day that probably changed you forever. For the good of it, of course.

Both of you, curled up on his couch, while after got to your plans – either working or watching their now one of dearest people yet with gratitute.

Only the right people reform us into the better, maybe even replacing something for even better things.