#hellfiremunsonn blurbs

You're across the empty gym, setting up a table for coffee and snacks, for a community put together single parent group therapy thing. You were desperate for work and when Robin found you looking at the job board as she was about to hang up a listing she talked your ear off and somehow convinced you to help. It wasn't paying much, but Robin quickly became a friend so you didn't mind. 

You look back towards the gyms entrance when you hear the door open and then a wailing child, catching a glimpse at the dad with long hair, shuffling towards the row of seats at the back to tend to his child. 

"Huh" You mumble quietly before nudging robin with your shoulder. "Who's the hot dad?" 

Robins brows furrow as she looks over to where Eddie is sat. She snorts and shakes her head. "That's my friend Eddie, he's one of the single dads who comes to this thing, I think mainly cause we work it, and for the free snacks"

"He's single? Really?" you ask skeptically, because how can someone who looks like that be single? "He's hot"

Robin snorts again, peeling a bunch of paper cups out of the plastic and setting them down onto the table. "I guess so... if you know, you're into men... As for him being single, well it's a long story" She pauses for a moment and looks back over at Eddie who's now standing with his daughter in his arms, bouncing slightly while swaying from side to side trying to calm her. "He just hasn't found the right person yet I guess"

You nod understanding. "Makes sense, I'm sure dating is hard as a single parent as well... Shame though, he's pretty"

Robin laughs again, enjoying your unexpected interested in Eddie. "Yeah sure, but don't get any ideas, he might be a good looking guy, but he's also, you know, a single dad with a lot on his plate, plus he's got a pretty complicated past"

"Hey, hey don't worry" You say raising your hands up in defence, clearly seeing the slight protectiveness in Robins eyes as she talks about her friend. "For now I'm just going to enjoy the view"

"Sorry, I know, I'm like an overprotective parent... I've just seen him go through a lot, and don't get me wrong, he's a great guy and even better father, but he's got a lot of baggage, and won't let anything or anyone come between him and his kid, so I thought I'd give you a heads up, just incase"

"Not over protective, I think just the right amount. You're definitely a great friend, has anyone ever told you that?" You say with a slight teasing in your voice as you glance at her. Separating cups, straws, and spoons around the table. 

"Once or twice" she laughs, stepping away from the table. "Be right back" she says while heading over to the other side of the gym towards Eddie. 

Eddie looks up as Robin approaches, a mixture of exhaustion and embarrassment etched into his face. While his daughter continues to cry in his arms, her tantrum far from over. "Sorry about the noise" He says sheepishly. 

Robin waves away his apology with a smile. "Hey don't even worry about it, I think it's more surprising when a kid isn't being a total handful right?" She laughs, looking down at the still very upset little girl who frowns at Robins words as if she understands them. "She's having a rough day huh?" 

Eddie lets out a frustrated sigh, running one of his hands through his hair. "You have no idea. She's been so clingy today, won't let me be away from her for more than five seconds, doesn't wanna be picked up, doesn't wanna be put down" He sighs. "She's been like this on and off for hours and just refuses to take a nap I swear, sometimes I think she has a personal vendetta against sleep"

Robin giggles, looking down at the little girl fondly. "It's so funny that they do that, like you're tired! Just go to sleep and then you'll be happy! But of course they never do" She rubs the babies cheek with her finger. "Maybe she'll wear herself out soon and give you a break"

Eddie rolls his eyes but can't help himself but smile at her words. "Yeah I guess that's one way to put it. Maybe she's going through a growth spurt or something, and that's part of it, but I swear. Even on good days she's got more energy than the energizer bunny himself"

"Well she is your daughter after all" Robin teases, nudging her shoulder against his. 

"Oh yeah don't remind me. Having a miniature version of myself running around constantly and causing chaos. Sometimes I feel like I should have named her, Thunder, or like Hurricane"

"I mean... her name is Lucy, which is kind of close to Lucifer when you think about it" Robin giggles, making a face that shows she's clearly trying to hold back her laughter.

Eddies eyes widen, his jaw dropping as he pretends to be offended. jokingly covering Lucys ear with one hand, followed by a fake gasp. "You did not just compare my daughter to the Devil! I'll have you know that Lucy, is an innocent little angel, nothing like the prince of darkness, unless you're saying my kid is secretly plotting world domination..." He says looking down at the fussy baby, who's calmed only slightly. He sets her back into her stroller and starts rocking it back and forth to see if that will help at all.

"With screams like that, she might actually know something we don't" Robin says firmly. 

Eddie pretends to look alarmed, before stepping closer to Robin to speak quietly. "Crap you might be onto something. That's probably what all the screaming is about. She's trying to send some secret message from the devil in baby language and nobody can decode it"

"We've killed out of this world monsters, and yet we can't figure out a single baby... What even are we doing with our lives?" Robin teases with a laugh.

"You've got a point there" he laughs. "Inter-dimensional monsters? No problem, but a baby? absolutely unstoppable, they come with their own set of challenges entirely. Good thing they're cute though, otherwise, we'd all be screwed" He glances back down at his fussing daughter, who is now managing to somehow kick her legs out of the stroller with such force she can nearly knock it over. "And she's definitely got the cute part down, but the cooperative part... well that's still a work in process"

"It's actually quite impressive how much strength she has in those little legs, she can barely walk straight, yet the girl has feet of steel"

Eddie laughs loudly at that, nodding in agreement with a mixture of pride and exhaustion on his face. "You're telling me, she's like a tiny wiggling tornado, sometimes I honestly fear for my life and my sanity when she's in full tantrum mode. One minute she's giggling and all smiles, and the next it's like someone flipped a switch and she's become a tiny rage filled monster" he bends down, fixing her shirt and making sure the buckles from the stroller are on correctly, just incase with how much she's flinging around. 

"It's like she's on a mission to test every last bit of my patience and endurance, but hey she's got spirit so you gotta give her that" He adds with a smile because though it's true, he wouldn't have it any other way. 

"Definitely the Munson way" She laughs.

When you drop a bag of plastic forks Eddie looks up and over in your direction again, noticing you for the second time as if he had forgotten you were there. Robin clocks it immediately and smiles knowingly, crossing her arms over her chest. 

"She new around here? I haven't seen her before" He says casually, nodding his head in your general direction. 

"Yeah, moved here about a month or two ago I think" She nods with a smug smirk on her face.

"What? What's that look for? What are you up to Buckley?" he says raising an eyebrow at her.

Robin just shrugs innocently. "Oh nothing, I'm just observant that's all. Just noticing things"

"Yeah sure, you're observant all right, you can't hide that mischievous twinkle in your eyes. I know when you're up to something"

Robin places a hand on her chest, giving him a look of mock shock. "Me? Up to something? I have no idea what you're talking about Munson"

Eddie laughs wholeheartedly, shaking his head and rolling his eyes. "Please, I know you Robin, you're always scheming and planning"

"Oh well... You do know me well, but honestly I'm not up to anything- anything too devious at least... Just observing" She says with a wink before turning on her heel and walking back over to where you're now talking to Steve.

Lucy has manage to calm herself down, feet sticking straight up into the air, her socks somehow missing and she wiggles her toes with a look of content. Eddie looks down at her and laughs out of his nose and shakes his head. He'll never understand how she manages to consistently get her socks off and make them vanish without him noticing. 

"Dada? bobby?" Lucy asks, leaning over the bar of her stroller to look around the gym for Robin. 

"Robins working baby, she's setting all the stuff up" He says, tucking some of her hair back behind her ears, though it doesn't really stay because they're so tiny. He'd try to clip some of it back and out of her face, but he doesn't want to contribute to another meltdown so he leaves it for now.

All your other friends and family moving out of Indiana as soon as they could. Getting as far away from Hawkins as possible while you happily stayed as close to the town as you were able to. You had always loved it here, as small as it was, with it's nosey neighbours and gossip filled Sunday book clubs, intrusive kids bursting through the streets, bringing it back to life. Hawkins had slowly been recovering over the past few years after the huge storm and earthquake that hit in '86 and although much of it was still the same, it was still forever changed. 

It brought people closer, and a lot of perspectives changed. Some apologized, some too proud to do so but it was always a sense of community that you loved so much. 

So when Steve Harrington, a boy you went to high school with, surrounded by a gaggle of tweens came to offer help get your stuff out of your car and into your new 'home', you couldn't really say no. They weren't all complete strangers, only a few, but you knew them, or knew of them. 

"Jesus this is a lot of pink" 

You look up from the box of mugs you had just placed on the kitchen floor, seeing Eddie Munson looking around at your belongings. 

"Observant" you tease. He wasn't wrong, it WAS a lot of pink, but pink was pretty and you liked it, so you surrounded yourself with it. 

Eddie laughs through his nose, a small crooked smirk on his face while everyone files in and out of your trailer home. Different boxes, and items, all somehow managing to fit in your tiny car. He's actually impressed at your packing skills. It doesn't take them all very long, and he honestly didn't really need to help, but you were cute, and new, so naturally he had to come suss you out. 

"Okay so if you need anything fixed in here you can just call Eddie" Steve says pointing over his shoulder to where Eddie was standing, leaning in the doorway. 

"Why are you offering my help?" He jokes quickly raising his hands up. "I never agreed to that"

"You literally work here" Steve says rolling his eyes, he writes down eddies number on a pink post-it-note and sticks it to your fridge, and then adds his for good measure, letting you know that if you need anymore help, or friends; that you can call either of them. 

You smile at the fond gesture. "Thank you, really, all of you really didn't have to help" you say bashfully. 

"I think if we had let you try to carry that first box in, you might have toppled over" Steve admits. 

"You might be right about that" you laugh in agreement. "Seriously though guys thank you, when I'm all settled, in a couple days I'll buy you all pizza or something"

and anytime you see him after that you're always so excited about the fact that you can get fucked by him again.

but you don't know how to go about it without worry that you're making him feel like you're using him but you love him so much and his cock is just a bonus.

Eddie notices, and thinks it's one of the cutest fucking things. That you get so excited at the mere thought of his dick, makes it twitch where it sits tucked in his jeans. 

You come over to hang out, like you usually do, but it's been about a week since you two last saw each other, schedules not lining up how you wanted so your body and soul are aching for him.

You're in some frilly little dress with matching socks and you're so fully of energy Eddie can see it buzzing around you like static.

You've bounced onto your knees next to him on his bed, leaning your chin onto his shoulder to watch him sketch out, pictures and notes for the next DND campaign he's creating. 

Eddie smiles all knowing as he closes his notebook and chucks it onto the floor next to him. He leaned forward, just a little away from you to crack his neck before settling back against the pillows. 

"Come on pretty thing" he says patting his thigh. "I know what you need"

"You're not allowed to turn me away either, I'm here to help whether you like it or not" You say quietly and firmly, brushing past him into the trailer and over to the kitchen, unpacking the things you've brought. Three different kinds of soup, one looking home made, kids medicine (just in case), gloves, cleaning supplies, a bag of sour gummy worms, and lastly, a pair of rainbow striped pjs small enough for Lucy, along with a tiny purple rabbit.

Eddie almost has to choke back tears at your thoughtfulness. "You didn't-" he pauses to clear his throat. "You didn't have to go out and get all that stuff sweets"

"I know" you say almost frowning as you organize things and put them away, only stopping when you catch Eddie staring at you still, bleary eyed and almost confused, and you can't tell if it's because of his lack of sleep or if he's genuinely not used to people being nice to him like this. "I'm not doing this cause I think you can't handle it or anything" you clarify, fidgeting with your fingers. 

"I want to help... I care about your wellbeing, and Lu's so yeah, I didn't have to do all this, but I wanted to... Is that okay?" 

Eddie laughs through his nose, shaking his head at your words before looking down at Lucy, who  has her face so buried into his neck she might actually leave an imprint. "It's okay... Just not used to it" He admits. 

"Well get used to it" You say fondly, looking up at him, and then to Lucy on his chest. "Here give her to me" you say softly, holding your hands out in her direction. 

Eddie hesitates, looking down at his sick baby. "She's all... gross, I don't want you to get sick"

"I don't care about getting sick, I care about my favourite people feeling better, and you can't be 100% and look after her the way you want, when you're struggling to stay standing right now" You step forward and brush a bit of Lucys hair back behind her ear, her brows furrow lightly, and she lets out a hoarse sigh that makes you frown in return. 

"What if she needs me?" he murmurs softly.

"Then she'll need you" you say obviously. "She's going to be safe, just sleeping on another chest okay? and if she wakes up and wants you, I'll wake you up okay? I promise" You rub your hand down Lucys back before using one hand to sneak between eddies chest and her stomach, using both hands to bring her towards you. She immediately sinks her face into your neck, gripping a tiny fist into your hair. 

Eddie lets you take her, looking confused and a little lost without holding her. Like he doesn't know what to do with her hands. He ends up only agreeing to sleep if you let him sleep on the couch while you sit in the rocking chair in the same room, and you let him because of course you do. 

You settle down into the rocking chair with ease, slouching a bit to keep Lucy comfortable, cooing when she makes a small noise and brushing her hair back with gentle fingers while you pat a soothing rhythm against her back. 

Eddie stands there for a second, watching the scene of his daughter, looking smaller now that she's sick, in the hands of someone he's terrified of starting to love because he can feel the heat already blooming in his chest. "Uh, okay, yeah, sleep" He says with a nod, like he's confirming the decision before doing a full circle, which makes him a little dizzy before flopping down onto the couch. He shoves his face into one of the pillows, groaning in the process. "She's fussy if-" that's all he manages to mumble out before sleep takes over and he's unconscious.

You smile to yourself, holding back a small laugh as you look down at little Lucy in your arms. Wondering how you got so lucky to have these two come into your lives when they did.

After about an hour of patting Lucys back and listening to eddies soft snores, your own eyelids start to get heavy and you struggle to keep them open, but the hum of the fridge, the humidifier in the other room try to lull you further. So you tuck up your legs, sitting sideways in the chair so Lucy is pressed perfectly to your chest, safely curled into you while you rest your head against the back of the chair and let your eyes close. "Just for a little" you whisper, to no one in particular. 

When Eddie eventually wakes up, he starts with a jolt, confused and disoriented and immediately looking for Lucy. He sits up fast, knocking the pillows off the couch, and whips his head around in a panic and then exhales at the sight before him. You tucked up in his rocking chair with his child so perfectly cuddled against you, who is still somehow sleeping and he thinks you might actually be a witch because of it. And if he wasn't already worried about falling in love with you he would be after seeing you like that.