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jhpeg · 3 years ago

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eddie munson is a bad influence

hopper!reader with established friendship and all that stuff. listen guys i’ll be real, i’ve never written a fic before but my head has been spinning with eddie ideas and i needed to let it out! maybe let me know if you want more? i am so weak for eddie being a stoner boyfriend. i hope you enjoy whatever this mess is! any feedback is appreciated i love you all sm and big thank you to vic for bullying encouraging me to write and post this

rating: m, i think? drug use, language and closeness and innuendos ya know so no minors up in this gig please?

word count: 3.3k (i need to shut the hell up)

“i want to smoke weed.”

the statement alone had made eddie do a spit take. he hadn’t heard that correctly, there was no way. not chief jim hoppers daughter, not his best friend of 12 years who had given him a power point lecture at the age of 14 about why smoking “the devils lettuce” would ultimately ruin his life.

wiping the liquid away from his chin with the back of his hand, eddie turned to look at her with narrowed eyes, “are you pranking me? are you wearing a wire?” he asked, tilting his head and looking at y/n curiously.

you had always done what you were told, not because you felt like you didn’t have any other choice, because there was nothing you feared more than disappointing the person that had made you the person you were. your father, chief jim hoppers pride and joy, his sweet angel that could never do any wrong. the statements he made about you were mostly true, you had perfect grades and attendance, never spoke back to anyone and went out of your way to make his life easier when the job was too much.

but the closer you got to graduation, the more you realised just how much you had missed out on. all the parties that you had missed, the experience of skipping class or even the feeling of getting any grade below an A.

the minute those thoughts had come, the answer was obvious. eddie. he had been in your life for as long as you could remember and even though he had taken a detour from your joint path when you both entered high school, the affection you held for him never wavered. there was no judgement that you held towards him for the.. activities he participated in, only concern that he would get caught and his third chance at graduating would be ripped away from him. eddie was always there to reassure you with a sweet kiss on the top of your head, talking into the soft waves of your hair “sweetheart, i know what i’m doing. i promise i will be back in a jiffy,” with that stupid big smile that made you melt every time before he would leave you in his van while he went to his business spot in the woods to complete whatever transaction was requested from him.

there was no where you felt more safe than eddie’s bedroom. it smelled like him, had his personality splattered over every inch of the room whether it be his favourite band posters on the wall, d&d notes scattered around his desk and his endless pile of band shirts creating an interesting carpet layout on the floor. what better place to try smoking for the first time?

eddie’s reaction to your question hadn’t been entirely surprising, considering the amount of times you had told him that he didn’t need to smoke, that he could find that feeling through other means. but that didn’t stop you from slanting your eyes and dropping your bottom lip into a pout as your arms crossed over your chest defensively. “you heard me, eds. i want to smoke weed. with you, preferably,” you mumbled, refusing to meet his eyes that you could feel searching for yours.

eddie shuffled closer to you on his bed, crossing his legs to mirror your position which made his knees brush up against yours. he looked at you intensely, waiting for you to continue and say what you really wanted. it was something eddie was always working on with you, getting you to speak your actual mind and not what you thought someone wanted to hear.

looking down in your lap at your fingers that wrung around each other anxiously, you sighed and gave in to his pleading eyes. “i.. i know i’ve spent our entire high school lives telling you it’s bad and all that stuff, but i feel..” you clenched your teeth, feeling like an idiot for getting so worked up over what felt like nothing. “i feel like i’ve missed out,” you continued quietly, “every week people are talking about the parties that they go to, how much they drank and what drugs they did and all that stuff. but i don’t want to go to parties, i want to do it here with you.” you cringed at your choice of words, cheeks flushing immediately as your head snapped up to look at eddie as you quickly corrected yourself, “i mean, i mean i want to smoke weed with you! not do IT with you!” you rushed out, catching his eyes to desperately figure out if he was understanding what you meant.

eddie was patient with y/n, knowing she struggled to make sense of the words in her brain when she was nervous. she had all the tells, right from when she had walked into his trailer that afternoon. she was avoiding his eyes, giving one word answers, asking him to repeat himself again because she had spaced out. he knew she would come out with it eventually and when she did, he almost squealed from pure excitement.

he grabbed her hands that were wound tight, pulling each finger away from another until both of their hands were pressed together and fingers laced. “y/n, sweetheart, you have nothing to worry about here. this is a safe space, you know that,” he said, following her gaze that was trying to land anywhere but his face. “look at me,” he stated, a bit firmer than he had intended to but it seemed to grab her attention. “believe me when i say you haven’t missed out on anything at those parties. it’s all loud music, sweaty hormonal jocks that grope anyone with tits,” he said, knowing that it would be everything y/n hated and more. “but if you are looking for the beautiful experience from our sweet mother nature and her plants, you’ve come to the right guy.” finishing his sentence with a wink, eddie all but jumped from the bed and made his way to the box he kept in the corner of his room with a checkered blanket covering it.

you hadn’t been able to get a single word out in response to eddie before he was running over to what you knew as his ‘secret stash of love’ as your best friend liked to refer to it. your nerves started to subside when eddie was back on his bed, sitting in the same position with his knees touching yours. the closeness was already enough to make a heat spread through your body, but the thought of soon smoking weed for the first time made the room feel ten times hotter than before.

“alright, princess. this is a whole new world you’re about to step in, you’re sure you want to do this?” he asked, keeping his eyes locked on y/n’s in search of any hesitation but she nodded quickly, reaching her hand out to pull the cover away from his stash box, revealing the contents you had never planned on seeing.

eddie was practically buzzing from excitement when y/n made the first move of removing the cover from his container that had a range of items from various sized baggies with different strain names scribbled onto them, multiple pairs of scissors for trimming and copious amounts of papers floating around the box. eddie would never admit it, but he was truly nervous for what was going to come next. the pressure was immense already when he was being someone’s smoke sherpa and when it was y/n sitting in front of him, her eyes wide with interest he was well and truly fucked. “alright sweets,” he began as he grabbed two plastic bags and the papers he wanted to use for y/n’s first smoke. “here we have two different weed strains, indica and sativa,” he pointed to each bag respectively as he explained the basics for what she would need to know. “i think since this is your first smoke, we’re going to go with a sativa. it’s great for easing anxiety and gives you that good head high i’ve been telling you about all these years,” he couldn’t help the fact that he was grinning wider by the minute, who could help him when he had y/n’s gorgeous eyes staring at him, her knees brushing against his every time she shifted which seemed to be more often as he started to cut up the bud on top of a worn out cassette case.

y/n watched intently and listened to eddie as if he was giving her instructions on how to save a life. you couldn’t take your eyes off him as he spoke, entranced by the way he talked about something he was truly passionate about. you always knew eddie was smart, he just wasn’t smart in the way that the world wanted him to be. he could list the strain effects from the top of his head and what papers would work best for her during her first smoke, it was a beautiful sight to see and an even more beautiful voice to listen to all day. once he had finished his weed strain 101 lesson, he started preparing the joint and you were immediately fixated on his hands, the way they moved so carefully and with such skill to get the perfect size buds, laying them in the paper and starting to roll it between his fingers. you felt like the air in the room was becoming less and less available, and when did it get so damn hot in here? you watched as eddie brought the joint up to his lips, poking his tongue out to glide the paper along and seal it.

“.. did you hear me?” eddie’s questioning tone and a tap on your knee brought you back to earth and you realised you had definitely just been staring at eddie’s tongue when he was finishing the roll, not hearing or seeing anything else in that moment. you blinked quickly, darting your gaze away from him as your brain raced to try and think of an excuse for not listening to him when there was no other noise in the room apart from the quiet hum of Judas Priest playing softly in the background, eddie knew you couldn’t always focus on two things at once if there was loud noise. “i- i’m sorry, i was just watching the way you rolled it so i can learn!” you replied, hoping eddie wouldn’t be able to pick up on anything being different with your behaviour.

it seemed to work as he nodded and flicked his lighter to give the joint his final seal of approval and he held it out in front of y/n with a ridiculous smile. “i was saying this paper is going to be the smoothest for your first time, it burns slowly and shouldn’t make you cough too much,” he explained, holding the complete joint between his fingers and holding it out to her.

you thought you were off the hook and could keep yourself composed enough to not draw any further attention to you with odd behaviour. eddie would just think you were nervous about smoking, and you definitely were but those nerves were so far back in line while thoughts about eddie’s lips and tongues pushed forward to the top, making that all you could think about. when he held out the joint to you, you lifted your hand to meet his and take the joint from him in the same way that he had held it between his fingers.

you felt the sharp cold of his rings when your hands met, but as soon as the feeling was there, it disappeared again as eddie grabbed the lighter that was on his lap. “one last time, you’re sure you want to do this? you’re not trying to impress me by turning bad?” he teased, but the question was serious. you nodded quickly in response but that wasn’t enough for eddie, he always made you use your words. “yes, eddie, i want to do this. now light it, please,” she said, leaning toward him to make him go faster and to hopefully deflect his teasing question.

eddie felt his mouth go dry when she leaned forward, the movement from her part had brought more closeness between them to the point where he could almost definitely smell her shampoo, but he could also see the slightest peek of her breasts that were held in place with a plain black bra under her loose t-shirt. “don’t rush me sweetheart, good things take time,” he said softly, bringing the lighter up to where the joint was resting between your lips, flicking his thumb to spark it. you had seen him do this before, it couldn’t be that hard, right?

wrong. as soon as you started to inhale around the joint, your lungs felt the burn almost instantly. you almost dropped the joint from your first cough but eddie was there, picking it from your fingers and placing it between his lips so he could grab the bottle of water he had near by. he opened it quickly, tossing the cap aside and holding it to your lips, “shit, babe, you didn’t have to take in that much,” he chuckled, holding your cheek as you grabbed the bottle and downed a few gulps to soothe your lungs. “fuck you,” you gasped out with a laugh when you had stopped coughing, taking in a deep breath and wiping the tears that had spilled from the corners of your eyes.

you saw eddie looking at you with utmost concern, waiting for you to catch your breath and let him know you were okay before he took his own hit from the joint. “now when did this turn from you smoking weed to fucking me?” he teased, earning himself a slap to the bicep. “eddie!” you scolded, narrowing your eyebrows at him before you snatched the joint from his hand. “my turn, i know how to do it now!” you stated confidently, straightening your back and taking a deep breath before you sucked the joint between your lips for a second time.

this hit was different, the burning wasn’t as intense and you didn’t feel like you wanted to cough up an organ. on the exhale you choked a couple of times, waving eddie away from you as he moved closer to try and help. “i’m okay, i’m good,” you assured him, your smile returning when you watched him take another hit, mesmerised completely by his lips, his fingers and the smoke that flowed so beautifully from his mouth on his exhale.

eddie felt so proud when y/n confidently took her second hit only seconds after she had almost coughed up a damn lung. he had always admired y/n from a distance, watched as she navigated day to day with what seemed like the most grace anyone could ever hold. all he wanted was to protect her from all the awful shit that he knew was out there, hold her against his chest and melt away from the rest of existence and tell her that it would all be okay, it would always be okay as long as he was around. he left his thoughts behind in favour of coming back to reality and watching the effects of the marijuana slowly take over her, it was beautiful to see her worries ease away and her head lull back to look at his ceiling.

“hey, eyes on me,” he said, bringing his hand to her chin until she lowered her gaze back to him. “let me try something,” he said, his voice dropping to a whisper even though you were the only two people in the trailer. you nodded obediently, completely focussed and zoned into eddie from the feeling of his fingers on your chin. you watched curiously as eddie took another hit and you were about to tell him he had skipped your turn when he leaned closer until his nose was almost brushing yours.

you followed his lead without hesitation, your lips falling open ever so slightly which gave him enough room to slip his thumb between them and open your lips wider. your heart was about to beat out of your chest and you were sure eddie could hear it but there was no time to think about that as you felt the smoke coming from his mouth, slipping down your throat as you inhaled it. no coughing this time, it was smoother than you ever imagined smoke to be but there was no doubt that was because it came from eddie’s lips.

eddie smirked when he leaned back after y/n had exhaled, feeling satisfied with his mission. he had always waited for the perfect moment, ever since he was 14 and found that he wanted to punch any boy who dared to look at his princess, he had waited for a moment to tread the waters lightly and see if she reacted to him. now eddie was no scientist, but he concluded that there was definitely some kind of reaction from y/n when he had passed the smoke through his mouth into hers with barely an inch between them. “you did amazing, bubs,” he praised, watching carefully for her response.

you stared in bewilderment, feeling as though you were in a different world compared to just a few minutes ago. eddie’s lips had been closer to yours than ever before and the compliment he had given you with the nickname, your knees would have buckled if you were standing. you both continued to pass the joint between you for the next 10 minutes, eventually laying side by side on the mattress with minimal space between you, you could feel the heat radiating from eddie’s arms that were brushing against yours. “i feel like i’m laying on a marshmallow,” you hummed, watching eddie from the corner of your eye as he stubbed out the finished roach on the small wooden table next to his bed.

eddie chuckled, rolling back over and propping himself up on his elbow so he could hover over you slightly, scanning your features before landing on your eyes that were slightly red and very glazed over. “yeah? marshmallows are pretty soft,” he whispered, bringing his hand up that wasn’t supporting him to brush your hair back from your face. “did you enjoy it? everything you could have dreamed off and more?” he questioned, searching your eyes for any hint of regret. there was none to be found. you nodded once, a smile forming and your dimples creasing as your hand came up to rest on his shoulder. “i did enjoy it, i enjoyed you,” you said, your eyes darting between his big brown doe eyes and his soft lips.

eddie raised an eyebrow at your response, not missing your eyes going to your lips. “you’re so beautiful, princess. i’ll never let anyone hurt you,” he said, mainly reminding himself of the fact but it warmed your heart to hear him say things you had only dreamed of hearing. “i know you won’t, eds. you have always kept me safe,” you said softly, your fingertips playing with the ends of his soft hair around his shoulders. “can we cuddle? i’m tired now,” you whispered, looking up hopefully at eddie who had a shit eating grin on his face. “i knew you only wanted me for weed and cuddles,” he laughed, shaking his head as he moved to lay down next to you on his back which gave you room to tuck under his arm and rest your head on his chest. “thanks for getting me high, eddie. love you,” you mumbled, already starting to drift off with the sound of eddie’s heartbeat soothing you.

eddie smiled warmly, brushing your hair away from your eyes so he could still see you as you fell asleep within a few minutes. “first time stoners, they always do this.” he said to himself, shaking his head fondly as he closed his own eyes, simply enjoying the closeness that he had been aching for with y/n.

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