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(just tryna depict a good s2 version of him so I can remember that this is here)

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(just tryna depict a good s2 version of him so I can remember that this is here)








YOU SIT AT A table with your head lowered, leg bouncing up and down as you had noticed that your father wasn't back yet, you aren't sure if he went with joyce and hopper, or nancy and jonathan.

El notices this and placed a hand on your knee, momentarily stopping your knee from bouncing up and down.

"You feeling any better?" You asked him, turning to face him.

El shrugs and you sigh, scratching the back of your neck.

"What's 'putting'?" El asks.

"Pudding, it's..." you trail off before speaking. "It's this chocolate goo you eat with a spoon. don't worry, when all of this is over, you won't have to keep eating junk food and leftovers like a dog anymore. you'll get to eat actual meals. my dad-- he's an awesome cook, you'll love his meatloaf."

"Eggos?" El also suggests.

"Mm, yeah, eggos-- but real food, too." You replied.

It goes quiet between the two of you before el speaks again. "After..this is over-- may we.." he mumbled lowly before glancing at you, "can we go to the-- dance. mike told me about it."

You paused, not fully understanding what he was trying to say. "Dance? wait-- you mean the snowball? that's for like, someone you really like. not a friend, someone you see in the future with you."

"Mike wants to go with you, too." El says as he slightly smiles. "He told me..maybe we can both take you?"

Your eyes slightly widened, "wait-- you both like--"

Before you could finish el leaned forward and kissed you, when he pulled away you saw him touch his lips before he gave a grin.

You blink a few times before glancing at him, "woah.." you whisper.

"Guys! Guys!" You hear mike shout.

You turn your attention away from el towards lucas, "what is it?" you asked, standing up from your seat.

"They found us." Mike says.







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You hurried down the hall, "how'd they find us?" Lucas asks as you hurried and followed them down the stairs.

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