drip drop | eddie munson drablet
summary: you bump into eddie coming out of the shower.
pairing: eddie munson x henderson!reader
word count: 659
warnings/tags: minors dni, semi nudity? awkwardness, mentions of sexual content, eddie is a massive flirt™
a/n: i have like five eddie wips in addition to my pre-existing wips so... wip to me ahah... hah...
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You can’t help but blink, slack jawed and frozen still. He’s not much better, brown eyes wide and blown out, like Bugs Bunny on steroids, mouth dropped into a small ‘o’. You’ve caught him off guard, that’s for sure. He’s looking fine as hell, wearing this grey Judas Priest shirt with dark blue sleeves, sleeves pushed up to his elbows, arms crossed. He’s leaning against the wall, must have been waiting in line for the bathroom or something.
That’s when you remember the towel, loosely wrapped around your frame. You’re clutching the edge in your hand, trying to prevent it from slipping. You can’t exactly unwrap it and wrap it tighter, either; you don’t want to flash him. Though something tells you he wouldn’t mind.
The thought makes your cheeks burn. You hope he can’t see it. The fat droplets of water dripping down the back of your neck slip past your towel and pool in your lower back. It’s the bead slipping down your temple that brings you back to reality.
“Uh…”
You’d hoped it would prompt him into saying something, or doing something, but he just continues to stare. But his expression has changed, a smirk creeping onto his mouth as sinful as ever. You can’t tell if you feel hot because of the borderline scalding shower you just took, or-
“Do you mind?”
Your scoff sounds pathetic in light of his heavy gaze. You’re almost scared your towel has slipped, because judging by the way he’s looking at you, he can see right through you. That smile, smirk, whatever the fuck it is almost makes your knees buckle right then and there. You’d sink to the floor and take him in your mouth right then and there if your intimidation for him hadn’t won out.
Like he can read your mind, his smirk widens to a grin.
“Didn’t think you’d be allowed inside the house.”
Other than in class, you’ve never really seen him around. Dustin usually meets Eddie at school for campaigns, or nags you into giving him a ride to his trailer. You’re trying to remember if your mom went out for the day. Generally speaking, she’s never seemed to approve of Dustin’s new best bud. Maybe it’s just because she still has a thing for Steve.
Man, if that boy was into older women…
But it’s fun to watch the way her nose scrunches and her lips purse whenever Eddie’s name comes up. Like she’s smelled something real bad.
“What can I say,” he says, grinning, voice low. “I’m a real charmer.”
You don’t doubt it.
You don’t think you’ve ever been this close to him before. Only ever seen him at a distance, either in some hallway or sitting on the step of his trailer when you drop Dustin off. You don’t get out of the car, don’t think you’ve said more than five words to him in total. But he knows exactly what he’s doing, because he’s running the tip of his tongue over his lower lip and trailing his eyes slowly downwards. Your grip on the towel tightens.
“Eddie, where the hell are you, man? Did you drown in there?”
He lets out a low chuckle.
“Nah, man, just waiting for your sister to get out of the shower.”
Cocky bastard.
He bites his lip and represses a laugh, eyes flickering back up to yours. His gaze is fucking piercing. Then he reaches out a hand and steps in your direction, and you think he’s gonna do… something, like stroke your waist over the towel or something weird. You can smell the musty cologne and faded weed on his shirt, and for some reason, it smells like more.
You’re right, he does do something weird. He brings his index finger up to softly hook the edge of your towel on the very tip of his crooked finger, flicking the thick fabric lightly.
“This,” he says, eyes dropping down to your towel momentarily, “is super cute.”
Then he slips past you and shuts the bathroom door with a click.
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A bit late but dropping some sick drops
Again (assuming I mentioned this in a previous post), my lag in posting isn't so much due to art block as it is due to a temporary shift in priorities and also an innate urge to conserve energy to get through the approaching winter.
Also, the left picture is something I finished just today! I thought I'd post it with a similar digital piece from last week since I think they look nice side-by-side.
Last week, I found inspiration for this picture by observing a kid running around with a few balloons while saying, "I'm gonna fly awayyyy!!" and the adults around her going "ooh nooo don't do that!" (jokingly and amused). The vibes for the subject come from the song Mango Terrarium by (don't laugh!) Psychedelic Porn Crumpets.
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Сафура Ализаде исполнит на Евровидении 2010 песню «Drip drop»
Определена песня, с которой Азербайджан будет представлен на Евровидении. Как сообщает Общественное телевидение Азербайджана, определена песня, с которой Сафура Ализаде выступит на конкурсе "Евровидение 2010" в Осло. Сегодня стало известно название песни, с которой Азербайджан будет представлен на Евровидении. Это песня "Drip Drop", написанная Стефаном Орном и Сандрой Бжурман. Эта композиция была объявлена на концерте в Украине, как песня, с которой Азербайджан будет представлен на Евровидении. ... Читать дальше »
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