stranger things x male OC

--ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪʀᴅᴏ ᴏɴ ᴍᴀᴘʟᴇ ꜱᴛʀᴇᴇᴛ--

                              ☆☆☆

"Is there a number we can call for your parents?" Mike asks both nine and eleven, who were on the couch looking up at the three boys confused.

Eleven had a jacket around her shoulders, that mike gave to her. And nine had a small blanket around his shoulders, because neither dustin or lucas wanted to offer their jackets.

"Where's your hair?"

"Do you guys have cancer?"

"Did you guys run away?"

"Are you in some kind of trouble?"

"Is that blood?" Lucas asks, reaching over to nine, who forgot to wipe the dry blood off his face.

"Stop it, you're freaking him out!" Mike scolds Lucas, smacking his hand away from nine's face.

"He's freaking me out! So is she!" Lucas says defending himself, pointing at the stiff nine and eleven on the couch.

"I bet their deaf," Dustin says, waiting a moment before clapping his hands in front of nine and eleven, who jump back in fear and confusion.
"Not deaf..."

"Alright, that's enough. Their just scared and cold." Mike says, looking at nine and eleven thinking for a moment, Before running behind him to a medium blue basket with clothes inside.

"Here these are clean, ok?" Mike says after running back to everyone, handing eleven a pair of grey sweats with a dark blue shirt, then handing nine a pair of smaller sweats with a dark green shirt. Nine eyed the dark blue shirt in eleven's hands, secretly wanting that color instead of dark green.

Eleven stands up, brushing the jacket off her shoulders in process, she brings her hands down to the hem of her shirt about to take off her oversized shirt.

Nine just stays sitting down, watching as all three boys scream 'No! No' as mike immediately leans towards el stopping her from taking off the shirt.

"No, no. No!"

"Oh my god, oh my god!"

"See over there? That's the bathroom. Privacy, get it?" Mike says, pointing at a door in the back of the basement. Eleven looks at mike, then at nine, gesturing for him to follow her.

Getting up and grabbing his clothes, nine follows eleven in the bathroom, looking around in curiousness.

Nine looks back at eleven who fearfully stops mike from closing the door. "You don't want it closed?" Mike asks, looking at nine who shakes his head and back eleven who softly says, "No."

"Oh, so you can speak," mike says looking back at nine wondering if he can speak aswell, "okay, well... um how about we just keep the door..." mike says, closing the door a little bit more but keeping it open. "Just like this"

"Is that better?" Mike asks eleven, who looks at him through the crack of the door, "yes."

As mike walks away from the door, nine moves behind the door and looks at eleven, then at the dark blue shirt in her hands, "blue? Switch?" Nine asks eleven.

"Hm?" Eleven questions nine who then points at the dark blue shirt, "okay." Eleven chuckles, switching shirts with nine who smile up at her.