Eddie Munson One Shots

Partners Pt. 2

The next day you walk into the art room, Eddie is already there. He has some baggy, worn clothes on as he sets up the new diorama. "Hey, you ready?" He says as his gaze catches you. "Uh, yeah." You say cautiously as you set the backpack down. He nods, sliding the extra paint to the stool across from him. "Let's get paintin'." He instructs as you sit across from him, grabbing the paint brush. You start to do so in complete silence, there seemed to be tension, but you couldn't tell what it was about.

Anger, or attraction.

Sure, he was always the one to pick on you, tease you, and just make your life harder for seemingly no reason. But what Robin had said was right, you did have a thing for him way back in the day. His hair was shorter, he didn't have the tattoos, the rings, or the body. You felt weird for never noticing how seemingly beautiful he grew up to be.

"You're staring." Eddie says flatly, snapping you out of your trance.

"Shit, uh, sorry." You say as your attention goes back to the small planet in your hand.

He chuckles lightly as he continues to paint. "You're fine, y/l/n." When you look back up his eyes are still on you, he's smiling. You never thought you would ever see that. You give a small smile back, and almost in sync you go back to painting.

It was deafening silence once more, but you just continued to paint. However, you were wondering what he might've hit his head on to be so sweet to you all of a sudden. You wanted to ask but you were worried it might offend him, thus making it so he was never nice to you again. So you decided to try to let it go and continue working, though your mind was muddled with thoughts and questions.

After about an hour you had finished 2 planets each. Mercury, Venus, Earth And Mars. But you still had a ways to go. "Jesus, how did you do this the first time around by yourself?" Eddie huffs as he puts his paintbrush down to massage his cramping hand. You let out a small laugh, shrugging as he eyes you. "I don't know, I spend a lot of time alone. People were never really my thing, so I could do more things because I didn't have any friends. No distractions." You spoke plainly. Eddie kept his eyes on you as you moved to Jupiter to paint. "I.. Alright, I guess that makes sense." He murmurs as he picks up his paintbrush again. "But what about Robin?" He chimes, making you look up at him.

"Robin's.. different. She's crazy but she's kind. She deals with me so much and I don't know how she does it. But I think she would say the same for me." You say, making the both of you smile. "She is great, isn't she? Being friends with her is cool." He replied.

"You're.. friends with Robin?" You ask back, Eddie chuckles at your question. "Yes, Robin and I are friends. She's.. kinda the reason I'm doing this." He confessed, leaving you speechless. He could tell by your face that you were dying for an explanation, so without you asking, he obliges. "Robin and I knew each other for a long time, we still talk from time to time, but she's got band and I got the freaks." He explained. "She said that I was a jerk to you, and there's no question I was, but she also said that I needed to let go, and try to make amends." He sat back in his chair, studying your reactions to his words.

'Make amends?'  You thought to yourself.

'Amends to what?'

"Eddie.. If I could ask.." You start, feeling really hesitant. "What made you hate me for so many years? What did I do?" You ask with a frown, you knew by the look on Eddie's face that he couldn't run from this. "You don't remember? seventh grade?" He replied, you shook your head no. He sighs, resting his arms on the table as he talks. "I had a thing for you all those years ago, my friend, told me to leave a note in your locker. So.. I did. I went all out for being that young, a whole letter saying that I thought you were cool, and wanted to know if you'd go out with me. I even put the yes or no checkboxes at the bottom." He laughed a bit as he reminisced about himself. "I dropped it in your locker, locker 213, and the response was.. hurtful."