#munsunny

Since this is his 3rd time doing senior year, it means that you and he are in the same grade this year.

He is fine with that so he can protect you more but then he hates that you might get teased a little for it.

When he sees the popular girls messing with you, he doesn’t know what to do (because he is a respectful man and doesn’t hurt women in any way shape or form).

When he sees Chrissy in the woods, he asks her what he should do while they are talking. And she says she will try to talk to them.

And Eddie makes the decision to talk to you so he can really understand what’s going on.

You say it’s been going on for a while and you got used to it so it’s fine, which he was not fine with (because no one hurts his little sister).

He has to let it happen because he doesn’t know what else to do and if he tries to be weird you will just get made fun of more, but one day he sees them stick gum in your hair. And he gets so upset. Especially because he has gotten gum stuck in his hair and with those precious curls, it causes so much trouble.

He runs over and drags you away from the situation while the girls are teasing you for getting your brother to save you.

Eddie helps you get the gum out of your hair without ruining it, it just looks a little weird.

Eddie makes you stick with him, all day every day. Even walked you to your classes and try to get out of his classes early to get you. You guys have the same class or two.

Eddie makes you sit with him at lunch and one of his friends makes the worst decision and makes a joke about it.

When I say he stopped smiling that moment and threatened to hurt him, I mean it.

He doesn’t care what happens to himself, but anyone brings his sister into anything at all, some shit is going down.

He makes you go to the Hellfire meetings, but you don’t join them in it.

You sit in the corner and read the whole time. 

And Eddie has no idea how you finish books so quickly. You might recommend some books to him and make him read a chapter or two every day.

He finds it annoying sometimes.

You guys do the homework together because you make him, and if you figure out he didn’t do it, you hide his guitar.

And it sets him off (his guitar is his baby), you make him do it and then you will give it back to him once all the homework is done and the next day it is turned in. You are one of the only reasons he is passing at the moment.

You help him with papers sometimes, and he doesn’t mind the help sometimes.

And Uncle Wayne didn’t give you a curfew, Eddie did.

He also made sure he always drove you; no one was allowed to pick you up.

Boys were terrified to date you because of the interrogations they heard Eddie gives each individual boy.

And he lets them know they are not good enough for you.

Eddie drives you to the dates and restates the rules he’s made every single time.

One of the times you didn’t go to one of the Hellfire meetings because you said you weren’t feeling well, you brought your boyfriend over. 

And it ended earlier than usual cause he wanted to make sure you were fine, and he saw you cuddling with your boyfriend on the couch.

Oh, he got pissed.

He dragged your boyfriend off of you and made him sit outside while he talked to you.

That is one of the main reasons you have to go with Eddie to each Hellfire meeting.

He said no boys, till they’re men.

Eddie at first didn’t know how to comprehend that your favorite shows are crime shows. Some are fake and some are real fucking stories.

That blew his mind.

He thought you were psycho.

You are the first significant other he has had. Like ever.

Eddie didn’t know that one could get addicted to crime shows. Some of the episodes that you are watching scare him a lot more than horror movies do. 

And Eddie with his dumb self, decided to ask the Hellfire club of what he should do.

Some of them said that he should leave you before he gets murdered, and the others said that he shouldn’t leave you because then that is when he will get murdered. 

Dustin pointed out that some people just watch them for no specific reason, they just think that it is school, or maybe they like the bad guy’s getting caught. He pointed out that his own mother, the wonderful Ms. Henderson watches them late at night and sometime Dustin even joins her because they seem kind of cool.

But everyone gets back to talking and completely ignores what he said.

When Eddie came over to your house unexpectedly, like always so at this point it's almost expectable. 

And once again you were watching your crime shows, and Eddie just accepted at this point.

You are always his perfect sweetheart. You are his darling. You are his perfect disaster. You are his extraordinary chaos. You are his doll. You are his everything.

So, he will love you despite your weirdness, because you love him despite his.

Sometimes you and Eddie go on walks on the side of roads or maybe in the woods. It is always when you guys have the most fun conversations. Eddie always noticed how you were always somewhat stumbling and crashing into him, and he always thought because you would step on a rock or there was a steep hill you were walking up on.

Tonight though, you wanted to cook for Eddie. Both of you head out to the grocery store in Eddie’s van. You wanted to pay since you were the one making the food and you needed the ingredients. You were glad that Eddie had a van so you could buy a bunch of stuff and not have to worry about the space you were using. The only hard thing was carrying out the bags. 

Eddie thought you were being too nice but once you had a certain mindset, nothing was stopping you. The only thing you let him do was drive and steer the cart. He had no problem following you around. He always loves spending time with you. 

Eddie has heard a rattle or somewhat of a crash every time he is turned around looking at something. And when he turns back around, he sees you up against the cart. He moves it far so when you back up you don’t run into it again.

He started getting a little far behind you so when you decided to randomly stop, he wouldn’t smack into you and almost crash and fall. It wasn’t helping at all so Eddie sped up and just moved the cart right next to you. It didn’t work either.

You kept on drifting over into the cart. He thought it was because you were focused on looking at stuff and weren’t caring where you were going.

“Okay doll, I’m going to need you to stop for a second.” You thought you did something wrong. But what would it have been? “I’m going to need you to tell me where to go because you keep smacking into the cart, and you are going to have bruises on those pretty little hips sweetheart.” Oh. You never mentioned how you cannot walk in a straight line to save your life.

You thought he noticed it by now, but you guess not. He had noticed how when you would go walking around with him and he would have his arm around your hip you would always be stumbling over your feet. He just thought it was because you were nervous or overwhelmed by what was going on.

But this made it sure that that is just how you are. 

“Oh, I’m sorry. You don’t have to move. I can focus on my steps more, so I don’t smash into you. Sorry.” You didn’t really know why you were apologizing but you sort of thought it bothered him. 

This was something you always hated. How you can’t walk properly. People have said you walk like a newborn goat with how disoriented you are.

“I’m not upset, no. No way. I just don’t want you to get hurt. I think it’s adorable, especially how you are always excited when you are doing that. It’s like you are walking on a rocky road. To where? I have no idea. Probably some place that makes you really happy. I have no problem with it. Just don’t want you scarred up from a cart sweetie.” He gave you a little kiss on your forehead.

You didn’t answer him at all. You just hid your face in his chest because of how flushed your face was. Eddie was nothing but kind to you and it was amazing. He didn’t make fun of you for it. He thought it was cute. And that didn’t really bother you.

But since you didn’t respond he took it upon himself to wrap his arm around your waste and drive the cart at the same time. He lifted your hands up to the handle so you could also brace yourself and try to be steady.

“There is a penguin! You love penguins.” Eddie exclaimed while you were walking around the zoo that he had taken you to after you had a rough day. 

“I love that homosexuality is a part of penguin’s culture. I think it’s cool that penguin girls can get with other girls and it’s just normal. I’m envious of it.” 

Your boyfriend is already known to you knowing the wildest facts known to man. But he loves it. He knows no one like it and it makes you so unique and stand out in a crowd. Even when you guys weren’t dating, he knew. He sat next to you in biology in high school and whenever the teacher would be saying anything, you would whisper under your breath whatever you found interesting.

He adores you and your bizarre facts. And somehow you memorized full instructions and manuals because one day when you were driving, the van wouldn’t move. You had gotten out of the car with him so you could observe what he was doing. Eddie had pulled and pushed and twisted almost anything he could. He was already naturally good with cars and repairing them, but he couldn’t see the issue there. 

But you just gave one simple idea, and he tried it. And it worked perfectly. It was wonderous. Eddie just loves you. There is nothing that could push him away from you.

“I like penguins.”

“Sweetheart, that is a known fact by everyone.”

“Nuh uh.”

“You have penguin pajamas, and you demand that they are washed so you can wear them at least once a week and every time you stay the night at your friend’s house.”

“Doesn’t prove-”

“Yes it does.”

“No it does n-”

“Look! There are seals!”

“Then the bitch told-” hiccup “everyone that I am the worst drug dealer she has ever had. But-” hiccup “I’m prob the only one. Am I really the worst babe?” Eddie’s lips were quivering and eyes watering in his delirious, drunken state.

He had come back from yet another part where he was trying to get some extra money because, who didn’t want to buy drugs at a party?

Patty, Patty fucking Lekman. 

She had caused a whole scene in front of the hole party about how bad Eddie is at selling drugs. 

“No babes, you aren’t. You are the best drug dealer I know.” The phrase sounded so foreign on your lips, but whatever would make Eddie feel better in his vulnerable state was worth it.

“Really?”

“Of course, Eds.”

“Thank you, it means a lot.” He snuggled into your neck before he lifted his head one last time.

“Wait, I’m the only drug-”

“Shh, it’s okay. Just go to bed. I gotchu.”

Eddie didn’t know there were people who didn’t go to lunch, just to go outside and play volleyball until he left early from lunch one day, deciding to skip the rest of the day.

He went outside and just saw some girls with their arms together hitting a ball up just for another girl to get it.

He was intrigued. 

He saw one girl just absolutely killing it, going after every ball and evening diving on the ground for it, causing her pants to get dirty. 

When she was getting up, she looked over to see him just looking at them playing. While she was wiping herself off she asked him if he wanted to play.

“I don’t really know how to, wouldn’t want to mess you guys up.” Studying your beauty and how you didn’t care you were messy.

“Everyone over here is equally bad, you wouldn’t make a big difference. Plus, I can teach you the basics real quick, in case you ever want to play again.” He loved that you offered to let him play and even teach him. He could tell the girls you were playing with didn’t like that thought because some of their faces were scrunching up in disgust.

You heard one of the girls mutter something and you turned and looked at the girl and told her if she didn’t like it, she can leave. In quote, “This is my ball, I own it. So, I choose who can play and can’t. You have a problem with it, just leave.” He thought it was nice you stood up for something so minor to him. The girl just sighed and continued standing there.

“Thank you for that,” Eddie said to you. 

“No problem, I don’t like judgement during a game. Especially if you hate one of the people you are playing with.” He looked at you and realized how beautiful your eyes are and how the compliment everything about you. He also noticed your hair was up, but he just craved to see it put down and see how it looks flowing in the wind. Wondering if you have naturally straight or curly hair.

“You know if you just want to stare you can, but I think you will have a great time playing.” You snapped him out of his trance.

“I think I would prefer to get your name and number, but this will do. And I will gladly stare at you as long as I want.” Eddie said in such a smug tone with a smile tugging at his lips.

“How about I teach you how to play right now, and after. Right before we go to out next class, I’ll right that all down for you.” You proposed. Eddie nodded and you went over to him and showed him how his arms should be positioned too properly bump the ball.

And every time the ball would threaten to go over his head, he would never hit it with his hand. No, of course not. He head bumped it right to you and sometimes low so you would have to dive or maybe bend or lean forward so he can get a view at your ass.

He learned you were on the volleyball team and didn’t have a car so he would offer to pick you up every day.

He said he would go to some of your games if you went to Hellfire meetings.

 And when you would get bored over at his place, you would beg him to play volleyball outside with you.

Uncle Wayne was so happy to see him outside and doing something with someone that made him happy.

“Babes, do you want to go sit on the bench?” 

You and Eddie loved going to the park with the new puppy you got recently, Ozzy. But Ozzy was a puppy, so of course he was hyperactive. 

And you couldn’t run all the fast, or even walk without feeling like shit.

Now people say, ‘Get the dog off the leash! Then you won’t need to chase him around.’ Oh, how you wish it were that easy. If you let him off the leash, he goes wild. He is ballistic. And he plays rough with other dogs, and sometimes there are even cats in the park, and he is known for running them off.

Ozzy is just the type of dog you don’t want to let off the leash when you go out anywhere with him.

“Yea, please. I love this lil’ dude but he is killing me more than my depression ever has.”

“Hey, don’t say that shit. I already told you I don’t find that funny.” Eddie is a doll, he is amazing. And with the kind and caring person he is, he hates it when people joke about their mental health. 

“Ugh, fine. Can you take Ozzy for a little bit?”

“Of course, my little asthmatic.” 

“Am otsidd.”

“You otsidd?”

“Yuh. Come otsidd.”

It is not an occerance for Eddie to come home drunk. This time Gareth dropped him off and made sure he got to the door and just drove off. But Eddie didn’t knock, or even attempt to get inside.

He just sat down.

Eddie called you after maybe 15 minutes of just sitting there and just waiting for you to randomly open the door.

You decided to already go so sleep because you left the door unlocked for him, but he couldn’t comprehend that. So, you went downstairs to let him in.

“I thought you were supergirl, you would come and save me. But you never did.” He gave you such a pitiful and beautiful pout. Adorable baby.

“Come on Eds, I am saving you. You don’t have to be otsidd anymore.”