#Split AC in Torrance

[delladeena5]

Split AC Unit in Torrance

[sanguineterrain]

Could I get a blurb about going to see a scary movie at a drive-in theater with Eddie? 🥰

eeeee this was fun to write aud, thank you <3 i sprinkled in a little angst but it's 99% fluff. p.s. i'm still accepting st requests!

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"Now you're sure you wanna see The Shining? They're showing Ghostbusters in the other lot."

Eddie scoffs, shoving a handful of popcorn into his mouth.

"Have you seen me, baby? Lock up your daughter, lock up your wife! Lock up your back door and run for your life!"

You roll your eyes.

"You're just quoting AC/DC to me, Ed."

He finishes his mouthful and swallows.

"Bon Scott puts it better than I ever could, sweets."

"Right. It's just, I know you have trouble sleeping with this stuff. Remember when Wayne took you camping and told you those ghost stories?"

"I was a kid!" he cries.

"That was three years ago, Eddie."

"Honey, c'mon. I got attacked by killer bats last year. I think I can handle some corn syrup blood."

You frown. "What happened in the Upside Down doesn't mean you can't be afraid anymore."

"I know! I know. 'S just, y'know." He picks at a loose thread on his jeans. "We've seen the real thing. Movies can't hurt me. I know that."

You press your lips together. "If you're sure, Eds."

Eddie beams. "Positive."

You settle under the thick blankets contributed by both you and Eddie. He takes another scoop of popcorn. The film begins.

And it's fine. Eddie watches the arrival of the Torrances without issue. He leans over and comments on how Jack Nicholson looks absolutely unhinged from the start.

"Is he gonna lose his mind?" Eddie predicts. "I think he's gonna lose it."

As the ghosts arrive, however, Eddie starts to shift in his seat. It comes to a head when Jack Torrance truly does lose his mind. Eddie flinches at the axe splitting the door and shuts his eyes, turning away. You set your candy on the dashboard and scoot over, slowly sliding an arm around Eddie's shoulders.

"Hey," you say softly, turning down the radio. "Eds. We don't have to watch it if you don't want to."

Eddie looks at you. His cheeks are slightly red. You smile.

"'M such a scaredy cat," he mumbles.

"Eddie, it's okay if you don't like scary movies."

"Am I still the most metal guy you know?"

"Obviously," you grin.

"What if I said this was all a ploy to get you to snuggle me?"

"Now that I'd fully believe," you say. "But we didn't have to go see The Shining for that, honey."

Eddie pouts. You put down the visor so he doesn't have to keep watching.

"I used to be fearless, y'know," he says. "Sure, Wayne's ghost stories were always spooky as fuck. But I could handle it. And then after last year I just—"

He shakes his head. You nod.

"I know," you murmur. "Feels too real."

"Yeah," Eddie sighs. "Watching Nancy Wheeler saw off a shotgun really sucked the fun outta slashers."

"Well," you say. "I haven't seen Ghostbusters. And I've heard great things about that one."

Eddie smiles, a peek of fang showing.

"You're missing out, honeylove."

"Am I? Seems like we oughta get a move on then. We may just be able to find a good spot."

You peck his cheek. Eddie turns the ignition. He looks at you.

"Sure it's okay?" he checks, biting his lip.

You squeeze his shoulder, tilting your head fondly.

"Yeah, Eds. I'm sure. And if we don't get a good view, well..."

You lean over and kiss his jaw. His pulse quickens. You smirk.

"I'm sure we can think of something to pass the time."