Thanksgiving!

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It was Thanksgiving break, or rather Thanksgiving day now. Everybody could now sleep in how much they wanted to. Y/n sleeps peacefully on the spare bed in Mike's bedroom. That is until a sudden alarm wakes him up.

He wakes up out of fear and falls off his bed accidentally. "Stupid alarm.." He stood up and turned it off. He looked around to see that Mike was still sleeping, nothing could wake him up.

Y/n facepalmed and went outside. He walked down the stairs and was met with the Wheeler's cooking breakfast.

"Good morning guys.." Y/n muttered as he yawned. Everybody waved. He laud down on the couch and stared at the ceiling. Mr. Wheeler sat on the chair nearby.

"So Mr. L/n, I've been wondering... why was your dads last name Hopper as in Jim Hopper but yours is L/n?"

Y/n stared blankly at the man, "I got my mothers last name and not my fathers."

"Where is your mother?"

"Ted, don't be asking such personal questions!!" Karen shouted.

"My mom died, or something I don't know."

"What? Whatever okay, how are your grades son?"

"Alright... no F's currently."

"Well, that's better than Mike."

"Mike is pretty bad in class, but he's smart I know it!"

Y/n smiled as Mike walked down the stairs, "Talking about me huh? Obsessed much?"

"Pssh, not even. Who would be obsessed with YOU?"

Mike cleared his throat while Y/n's eyes widened, "Right, her... Jane yeah.."

"Now who would be obsessed with you now? Nobody you dumbass. You don't even have an ex."

Y/n blew a raspberry. "Breakfast is ready dears!"

They rushed to the table and sat down together. "You know Mike I never noticed how messy your hair is when you wake up."

"Oh yeah, don't mind that. Looks at yours though..." Mike pointed at Y/n's very messed up and tangled hair.

"At least it looks good on me unlike you."

"Hey!"

Y/n smirked while Mrs. Wheeler brought their food to the table. "Thank you Karen!"

"Oh you're welcome my dear!!"

Mike looked at the two strangely, Y/n turned to him and winked. Mike rolled his eyes and returned them back to his delicious food that his mom had cooked.

The food consisted of two small-sized pancakes, berries and fruits, scrambled eggs and two pieces of bacon. Y/n immediately dove into the food and ate happily.

Mike watched him with a concerned expression, do his parents feed him? Then he realized his own parents are Y/n's parents now. Well, Y/n always ate like his parents starved him since he was 5 years old.

Mike ate slowly while Y/n destroyed his food entirely. Once he was done he said, "Thank you for the delicious meal! Cannot wait for the Thanksgiving meal."

"Aw thank you Y/n.." He sat up and went to the bathroom immediately, more like rushed honestly. Did he need to piss that badly?

Seems like he didn't. Y/n started to cough out blood again. "Fuck, this again... it's starting to happen more often. Why?" He continued to cough out blood until he heard a loud knock.

"Hey Y/n! You done shitting in there, because I need to!" Mike shouted. Stupid idiot shouting those things out loud with no shame. "Yeah hold on...!"

Y/n suddenly vomited into the toilet. It seems Mike heard because he bursted into the bathroom and saw how he was. He looked at Y/n with scared eyes.

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