#terrorcheer.

     for  once,  eddie  doesn’t  know  what  to  say.  maybe  he’s  just  trying  to  push  her  away.  all  the  comments  and  remarks  about  how  eddie  munson  is  just  like  his  father,  (  never  going  to  amount  to  anything,  never  going  to  be  a  good  guy  )  are  starting  to  overwhelm  him.  chrissy  cunningham  is  good,  all  around.  she  doesn’t  need  someone  like  him  weighing  her  down,  damaging  her  reputation,  and  undoubtedly  causing  rifts  between  those  she  cares  about  most.  but  it’s  obvious  chrissy’s  tired  of  eddie  trying  to  push  her  away.  and  when  she  says  it  like  that,  eddie  feels  his  chest  tighten.  the  girl  you’ve  pined  after  for  years  saying  she  cares  about  you  ...  he  used  to  think  this  only  happens  in  movies.  guys  like  him  don’t  get  the  girl,  even  as  a  friend.  “i  still  don’t  understand  it,”  he  admits  softly,  cheeks  flaming  red  at  the  admission  of  feelings.  but  now  he’s  starting  to  feel  the  tension  release  in  his  shoulders,  and  he  no  longer  is  increasing  the  distance  between  the  two  of  them.  “i  don’t  think  i  ever  will,  but  ...”  he  trails  off,  looking  down  as  he  twists  a  ring  around  his  finger.  “but i do know that i care about you too.” and if he maybe cared about her more than he already did, he would be adamant about her staying away from someone like him.

[  ✰  ]  feat.  @terrorcheer​​  !

     eddie  has  his  arms  folded  across  his  chest,  and  it's  less  of  an  angry  kind  and  more  of  a  hugging  himself  kind.  there's  too  much  going  in  hawkins  that  no  one  seems  to  know  the  answer  for,  and  he  feels  like  he's  just  an  imposter  being  there  with  everyone.  he  had  needed  to  get  out,  which  is  why  the  two  of  them  are  outside  of  max's  trailer  in  the  evening.  brown  eyes  meet  hers,  and  he  shrugs  his  shoulders.  "i'd  rather  not  talk  about  it."  a  pause  before  he  sighs,  arms  falling  back  to  his  sides.  "but  i  feel  like  you're  not  going  to  give  me  much  of  a  choice."  eddie  says  it  smiling,  but  there's  still  some  slight  hesitancy  in  his  voice.  should  he  be  vulnerable?  probably,  but  it  still  feels  foreign  to  him  to  have  people  he  can  be  vulnerable  around  in  the  first  place.