Mileven One-Shots 2

Secret Love

Age: 20
Mature themes

It was no secret that Mike and El were never exactly friends. Every time the party got together, they would pretty much ignore each other, other than an occasional exchange of a dirty look or an insult. If it weren't for their other four closest friends all being friends, they'd never see each other.

Of course, that was what they showed their friends. When they weren't with the group, they were totally different people.

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El laid beside Mike in his bed in his dorm room, wrapped up in his arms. Both of them were half asleep, exhausting from their intense lovemaking. Mike lazily pressed his lips to her forehead, his fingers playing with some of the hair that was resting on her back.

"You know...one of these days, Lucas or Will or Dustin is going to come over here looking for you while I'm here...and they're gonna catch us," El said softly. She relished in the feeling of their bare skin pressed together. It was warm...safe...comfortable. They had been together in secret for a year-since late freshman year of college. After a long year of fights and disliking each other somehow led to secret meet ups, and eventually, falling for each other.

Now they were a month away from the end of sophomore year, and everything felt good.

"Did you hear me, El?" Mike asked.

"Huh? Sorry, I was just-"

"Lost in thought, as always," he chuckled. He smiled down at her. "I said I won't let them catch us. Our little secret is safe."

El sighed and nodded. If she was being honest, she was sick of being secretive. It was exhausting. But she didn't want to tell Mike that. She was sure he wanted to stay hidden. For a while still, at least.

"You know...you should kiss me," El said, letting out a small giggle.

"I suppose I could do that," he answered softly, grinning at her. He leaned down and connected his lips to hers softly. She brought her hand up and tangled her fingers in his hair, kissing him back. They made out for a while, slowly and passionately. His fingertips gently traced down her body-he had memorized the shape of her body like it was a map.

"You're the most beautiful person I've ever seen in my life," he whispered, letting his lips move down to graze the skin of her neck.

"You're not too bad yourself," she said, smiling wide. He lifted his head up and narrowed his eyes at her sarcastically before kissing her again.

"I should go back to my dorm tonight...my first class is at eight tomorrow morning," she whined.

"You've got clothes here...sleep over with me," he said. She sighed and sat up.

"Yes but it's double the distance to walk from here to my class than from my dorm...I'd have to get up an hour earlier."

"I see how it is," he said dramatically and fake pouted. She adjusted so she laid half on top of him and rested her chin on his chest, looking up at him. Her finger drew light circles on his chest.

"You could always come to my room with me...protect me on the walk over. You don't have an early class..."

"How could I say no to those eyes?"

She giggled and a cute smile spread on her face. She climbed off him and off the bed and started getting dressed. Mike climbed out of the bed and did the same, grabbing a few things he knew he'd need.

The two of them took the half hour walk back to El's dorm room and El sighed as she dropped her bag on the floor and stripped to put on her pajamas. She crawled into her bed and motioned for Mike to join her, so he removed his shirt and climbed into the bed next to her. The bed wasn't very wide, so it was perfect for having an excuse to lay close together. His arms wrapped tightly around her and she sighed with contentment as she closed her eyes. She had already been tired when they were in his dorm, and now she was even more exhausted.