grade lovers. [ mileven au. ]

eighteen.

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it was the second-last day of summer break.

the seven friends walked through the busy street, the bustling atmosphere catching up to them.

" just two days left. " max muttered under her breath, her arm around lucas' shoulder.

" yeah. " el said, looking at max.

" what should we do today ? " max asked, smiling.

" how about we head to the i-ice cream stall ? " mike suggested, still struggling a bit.

" really ? " will asked, rolling his eyes.

" what's wrong with ice cream ? " el defended.

" nothing, just that you, law girl are defending your future husband, how sweet. " will joked, but he knew he would quote these exact words at their wedding.

mike flushed red, his hand wrapping tighter around el's hands.

" it's a fat tomato ! " malcolm joked.

" where fat ? i don't see it. " lucas joked.

" well anyways, let's go to the ice cream stall then. " dustin said, walking ahead of them.

the friend group walked together happily, just two years of university left. they can't believe it.

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" okay, what ice cream flavours do you guys want ? " dustin asked.

" vanillaaaa. " will whined, as max nodded.

" strawberry, duh. " lucas mumbled.

" chocolate ! " mike said.

" double chocolate ! " el exclaimed, mike raised an eyebrow.

" aren't t-they the same thing ? " mike asked.

" no, it's special. " el responded, turning around.

" special how ? "

" special in a special double chocolate way ? double extra choco- " el was cut off by max.

" you guys still bicker even after this long ? " max asked.

" yeah. " mike said, chuckling.

" yeah, cause this piece of shit won't stop blabbering ! " el said, playfully punching mike in the hand.

" a p-piece of shit you love~ " mike said sarcastically, el groaned.

" just get what we want. "

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ten minutes later, their ice creams were finished being made, dustin brought them to the friend group that stood and waited patiently.

" see, told you, the double chocolate looks better ! " el said, with an ' i told you so' face imprinted onto her head.

" ugh, i guess, but it does. " mike said, kissing her cheek lightly.

" ah, love birds. " max said, malcolm and will nodding in response.

a while later, mike watched el eat her ice cream.

" how is it ? " he asked.

" what, you want ? " she asked, her mouth still full of ice cream.

" i- yeah.. " he scratched the back of his head.

" thanks for stealing my ice cream, wasowski. " she gave him the cone, mike tasted a bit.

" it's actually... good ! " mike said, el smiled smugly.

" told you. " she smiled, hugging him tightly, but snatching the cone away. " no more for you though ! "