THE GREAT WAR ; MILEVEN TEXTING AU

thirty-two.

my love ❤️

can you come see me please?

right now?

yes

okay i'll be there in 30 minutes
is something wrong?

it's nothing big

but there is something wrong

mike i just need to see you

okay i'll be there

thank you

❤️
read 1:43pm

the door creaked open and mike peeked his head in first to see hopper sitting on the couch in deep slumber.

he was sat upwards, arms crossed with his eyes closed.

his attention drifted to el who was on the bed with an oxygen mask on.

she visibly looked so weak but he knew it was because she was on her last day of chemo for this session.

"hi," she croaked and tried to reach a hand out but it could only lay against the bed.

his heart broke at the sight and he circled the bed to sit down on the extra chair in the room.

reaching out for her hand, he took it with both hands and kissed her gently. "i'm here. i'm right here. do you need anything?"

"just you," she pulled off her oxygen mask which made her let out heavy breaths. "come... closer,"

he scooted closer and leaned in to gently brush her hair away from her cheek. "baby... i love you," his voice cracked as she let out a sad smile. "don't cry, sad boy. not over me,"

he sniffled, looking away to run a hand over his face to wipe away his tears. turning back, he put on a smile and whispered, "i hate seeing you in pain,"

"i'm not. it barely feels like anything anymore," she assured him quickly but they both knew that wasn't true.

he gently rubbed the back of her frail hand with his left hand as his right hand reached to help her put the oxygen mask back on.

"go to sleep, baby, rest now," he told her but she shook her hand and held his tighter. "i can't. i want to be with you,"

"you can be with me anytime," his voice chocked when he said this because he knew this was the last time.

and it would be him leaving.

she knew it wasn't true either but she thought it would be her.

a small cry escaped her and she tried to pull him closer. "i love you... so much. you will always be a part of me, mike,"

"i know, baby. i know... you are my everything, el." he leaned forward to gently kiss her forehead. "you were my purpose,"

she was too tired to respond but he squeezed his hand twice. "mine... too," she pulled his hand to her heart and gave a weak smile.

he stayed silent, continuing to rub her hand to help her fall asleep and for her to rest.

a choking cry escaped him but he covered it with his palm so he wouldn't alert anyone.

*.✧.*

"mike," el gently tugged on his long sleeve to wake him up. "mike, wake up,"