Summer Rain - Eddie Munson x Gn reader (Fluff)
Summary: You promised your neighbor Eddie to bring him over some cake and you keep that promise even if it's storming outside.
Warnings: reader borrows some of Eddie's clothes (it isn't described how they fit though), gender neutral reader, pure fluff, english isn't my first language so please excuse if there are some mistakes
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A/n: I'm terrible at coming up with names for my fanfictions so this title is taken from the song Summer Rain by Johnny Rivers. My mom had this song playing while I was writing this and it fits.
Comments, likes and reblogs are always appreciated and it makes me very happy to see and hear that people enjoy my writing.
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Rain pounded relentlessly against the windows, its drumming synchronizing with the rapid rhythm of your heart as you hurriedly made your way to Eddie Munson's house. Your neighbor's place was just a few doors down the street, and despite the inclement weather, you were determined to uphold your promise of sharing the leftover cake. You tugged the hood of your raincoat closer around your face, attempting to shield yourself from the downpour. The weather worsened, and within moments, you were thoroughly drenched.
With a determined exhale, you reached Eddie's front porch, your pulse racing like the distant thunder. You knocked on the door, hoping he was home. The door swung open, revealing Eddie, who looked surprised to see you standing there, dripping wet.
"(Y/N)? Hey, what are you doing out in this storm?" Eddie's voice was laced with genuine concern, his brows furrowed as he scanned your drenched form.
You offered a soggy smile, determined to keep your spirits high despite your sodden state. "Brought over the cake as promised," you announced, holding the Tupperware container with a cheerful smile.
A hint of protest danced in Eddie's eyes, his lips twitching as he glanced at the storm outside. "You shouldn't have; it could have waited until tomorrow," he insisted, his voice a mix of appreciation and worry. "Come in, I can't have you going back out there." With that, he stepped aside, ushering you into the warmth of his home.
You carefully stepped inside but didn't venture further as a puddle was already forming under you. Eddie, ever the gentleman, quickly fetched a towel and offered it to you with an understanding smile. "Here, take this. You're soaked!"
You accepted the towel with gratitude, the soft fabric offering a welcomed reprieve from the rain's icy embrace. As Eddie took your coat to hang it up, you took a moment to survey your surroundings, absorbing the essence of his living space.
"Do you maybe want to take a shower? They say this storm won't end any time soon, and it would be best to wait it out." Eddie's voice pierced through your thoughts, anchoring you to the present. His concern pulled you from your contemplative daze, and you met his gaze with a thoughtful nod.
"Um, yeah, that might be a good idea. Though, do you maybe have something else for me to wear? I don't exactly want to wear my wet jeans after coming out of the shower," you confessed, a shy smile tugging at the corners of your lips. The idea of borrowing his clothes added a layer of unexpected excitement to the situation.
Eddie looked at you for a second, surprise flashing across his face before it quickly faded.
Eddie: "Oh, uh, yeah, sure! I can find you something comfy to wear. Let me grab you some clothes. You can go ahead to the bathroom," he gestured, pointing you in the right direction.
Stepping into the bathroom, you took a moment to absorb the unfamiliar yet strangely inviting environment. Before long, a soft knock sounded on the door, and Eddie's voice seeped through the crack. "I, uh, hope those fit okay. Let me know if you need anything else."
You acknowledged his words with a genuine smile, feeling a sense of comfort settle over you. "Again, thank you."
With the door closed, you made quick work of the shower, reveling in the warmth that enveloped your chilled skin. Emerging from the bathroom, you felt transformed, the weight of wet clothes exchanged for a pair of sweatpants and a slightly faded band tee. The garments carried Eddie's scent, a subtle reminder of your unexpected visit.
Eddie needed a moment to process when you reentered the living room. Seeing you in his clothing was a sight he had only ever dared to imagine in his dreams.
"You, uh, you look good in my clothes. I mean, you look good... always." Eddie stumbled over his words, unable to sort his thoughts.
Then you settled in the living room, a blanket wrapped around you to escape the chill of the room. Thunder rumbled in the distance, and lightning illuminated the room every few seconds. Eddie asked you what you wanted to watch. "Hmm, how about we watch that new thriller series I mentioned last time? It seems fitting for the weather," you proposed, a grin curving your lips. Eddie nodded in agreement before navigating through the entertainment options to put on the chosen show on the screen.
The rumbling outside grew worse, and you couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, but Eddie being by your side made you feel safer somehow.
The desire to be closer to him surged within you, an instinctual urge to seek solace in his company. You entertained the thought of nuzzling into the crook of his neck, nestled against the warmth that radiated from his skin. It was a fleeting fancy, one that you simultaneously craved and hesitated to indulge, for fear of overstepping boundaries.
As the storm continued outside, you started to chat about everything and discovered that you shared more interests than you thought before. The rain was a mere backdrop to the conversation between the two of you. Time seemed to fly by, and the storm showed no signs of letting up.
"You know," Eddie began, his voice sounding soothing amidst the storm, "I'm really glad you came over. It's nice having someone to keep me company during this storm."
"Me too," you responded, your words bearing a soft undertone of gratitude. A warmth engulfed your chest, something you had never felt before.
Gazing into Eddie's eyes, you felt as though the two of you existed in a world of your own, completely separate from everything that was happening outside.
The storm continued, not letting up by your shared laughter and whispered secrets. The rain drummed a relentless rhythm against the windows, and the TV's glow flickered just like the flashes of lightning outside. Yet, your focus remained squarely on each other, the growing connection between you amplifying with every passing moment.
Finally, with a distant rumble of thunder, the rain started to subside. Despite the calming storm, a surge of hesitation tugged at your thoughts. You really didn't want to leave yet.
The allure of the present moment held you in place, coaxing you to take a daring leap.
"Eddie, I... I really enjoy spending time with you," you confessed, feeling your face heating up.
Eddie's eyes softened, his lips curling into a tender smile. "I feel the same way, (Y/N). You're amazing."
At that moment, the world seemed to stand still. The angry storm was replaced by the tension that crackled between you. Warmth enveloped you, tugging you closer to Eddie until your fingers naturally entwined.
"I like you, Eddie," you admitted, your heartbeat quickening with each passing second.
His smile broadened, the reflection of his emotions dancing in his eyes. "I like you too, (Y/N). More than you could ever imagine."
With those whispered words hanging in the air, you closed the distance between you, a delicate connection brought by the pull of mutual affection. Lips met in a tender kiss, a sweet and passionate show of your blossoming romance against the storm.
As always thank you for reading and I hope you enjoyed this. ^^
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so so sorry if this one is an inconvenience because its like the continuation of some headcanons ,,, but i just can't get enough of the one sided crush ask !! if it's possible could you do more headcanons of that ? i totally get it if not !! it just makes my brain go mushy how cruel he would be .......
Not at all and I'd love to!!! Cause honestly? Same!
This set will take place after he let's you know he knows so a lot more teasing and Jack being well- Jack (this turned out so diffrent then I expected -,_-,)
The next day after Jack let you know he was aware of your 'secret' crush was r o u g h with him visiting the factory floor to stand so close behind you
I'm talking breathing down your neck, hips practically connected to yours, and smirk audible when he told you the pie wasn't right
He wasn't moving anytime soon as he demanded you restart. The wasted ingredients supposedly will be coming outta your pay
With every pie however he seems to find something or another wrong with all of them and by your lunch break he simply tsks and insists you two have a private talk about your resent performance
All the other bakers think you somehow got lucky and Jack felt the same way, the fools they are as you two go to his treasure room specifically
He sits down behind his desk and has you sit across from him. He's got a mischievous grin and leans forward to ask if he'd been distracting you by chance
No matter what you say he's gonna speak about all the waste you'd produced and how disappointed he is
If you try to speak up he's gonna hold a hand up as if to say shh without actually, instead asking you what should be done
That clearly he can't stay your boss with how you've been acting, and ohhohoho the smirk he gets when you start asking him not to fire you
So, what can he do instead to help you focus you may ask? Demote you to his personal errand boy of course!!!
So starting the next day? You get to spend a aaaaall day with him as you try do whatever he asks (he's asking you to do the randomist shit man)
Every slip up? Any question for clarification? A single moment of uncertainty??? Expect him to point out your incompetence and say how simple the job is
Oh and he makes sure whenever he hands you something, needs you to do something, or just any moment he spends interacting with you? He makes sure the touch either lingers, his voice is making the requests sound like there for a very diffrent activity then copying a paper, and over all no personal space which is easy cause ya know-
Big Jack Horner
Everytime you get nervous? Blushy? Or overall express any of your crush? He's gonna laugh and tell you to get your mind out of the gutter before doing. The. Same. Shit. AGAIN!
Works fun now huh?
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