eddie munson imagines

why are there so many mistletoe? | holiday imagine

summary: your best  friend, eddie, has been in love with you for years, but has never wanted to  admit his feelings. but when his child sidekick, dustin, gets in his head, eddie gets drunk and almost messes everything up <3

warnings: language, SMUT, alcohol use, i think that's it??

*this was originally going to be super innocent and cute, then i got a little too excited with the way the story was going hehehehhehehe enjoy*

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"You need to tell her how you feel already!" Dustin shouted at Eddie while sitting next to him at the lunch table.

Eddie was gushing about how perfect you looked over the past weekend at Corroded Coffin's show, and Dustin was tired of hearing about it. Eddie has had the biggest crush on you since he met you freshman year, but never "had the balls" to tell you, as Dustin so lovingly put it.

"For the millionth time, I am not ruining my friendship with her over this," Eddie stated.

"Okay, for the millionth time, shut the hell up about her then!" Dustin countered.

"Shut the hell up about who?" You questioned, walking to the table, sitting on the other side of Eddie.

"No one!" Eddie shouted, giving Dustin a dirty look.

"Okay?" You questioned hesitantly. "I'm having a Christmas party thing at my house this weekend, you all are invited. Saturday, seven o'clock. It's not an excuse to get drunk and throw a rager, okay?" You said, looking at Eddie.

"It happened one time," Eddie said.

"Yeah, and you got so wildly drunk you that threw up all over my bedroom and slept for almost 20 hours the next day. I am not letting that happen again." Eddie ignored you, choosing to throw a carrot at you instead.

"This is the perfect opportunity," Dustin whispered not so quietly.

"Perfect opportunity for what?" You asked.

"Can you ever just shut the fuck up?" Eddie said to Dustin, hitting his shoulder, making the boy yelp.

"Why are you two being so weird today?" You questioned, raising your brows.

"You're being weird," Dustin said, trying to cover.

"Okay?"

"So, Christmas party, Saturday, seven o'clock? Sounds fun." Eddie said, distracting away from Dustin's obvious behavior.

"It should be! It's snowy-Christmas themed, so I'm wearing my cute snowflake sweater." You said.

"The one that has blue and silver flakes?" Eddie questioned.

"Yeah, I can't believe you remember that." You told him. Eddie's eyes went wide, Dustin laughing.

"I remember it because it's so ugly," Eddie said, smirking. You smiled at him, your turn to throw food at his face.

"I better see you wearing a better sweater then, Munson."

"You know it, sweetheart."

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When Eddie showed up at the Christmas party, he was not wearing a Christmas sweater. Instead, it was a "holiday" Metallica shirt and jeans. Eddie made his way through the people in your living room, finally finding you in the kitchen with Steve, Robin, Dustin, Mike, Max, and Lucas.

"That is not a Christmas sweater!" You told Eddie.

"And that is still an ugly sweater." Eddie countered, pointing at your sweater that he actually adored and loved seeing you in.