100 Ways to Say 'I Love You' | Mileven 💕✅

1. Pull over. Let me drive for a while

1. Pull over. Let me drive for a while.

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Jane 'El' Hopper had gotten her driving licence 3 weeks ago, which - apart from her birth and adoption certificate(s) which makes her legally Hopper and Joyce's daughter and Will and Jonathan's sister - made her a legal human being, proof that she is alive.

She was sat at a crossing, as small children crossed the road. El had just been on her weekly Saturday date with her year and a half boyfriend - Michael Wheeler (the only boy/young man she's ever loved and will love till the day she dies). 

Well, El was sat at the crossing, but she wasn't paying attention all that much, nearly falling asleep in the driver's seat.

Mike was paying full attention to the road, and the lights and the 16-year-old behind the wheel.

"El, baby," Mike said, getting her attention. "Pull over. Let me drive for a while." He said, resting his hand on her thigh, stroking it lightly and comfortingly.

El nodded and pulled over to the side of the road. Mike waited for the cars to pass by and quickly and smoothly got out of the car. He opened the driver door and unbuckled El from her seat. Mike carefully and gently picked her up out of her seat and carefully put her in the passenger seat. Mike's muscle tone had improved slightly since he met her back in 1983, he still wasn't all that strong but could pick Elle up and not struggle.

He buckled El into her seat and watched (just as he buckled himself in) as El quickly fell asleep and started to quietly snore - which Mike found absolutely adorable.

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As El continued to sleep in the passenger seat, Mike pulled the car up at the Byers' home - they had built on an extension for El's room. Mike smiled, seeing the house he'd known the Byers' to be in for years, which had the added addition of El and Chief Jim Hopper.

Mike had turned the engine of El's car when Hopper opened the door. He smiled at his daughter's boyfriend when Mike lifted El out of the passenger seat and up towards the house.

"Go put her to bed," Hopper said, letting Mike in the quaint little house that homes the Byers' and the Hoppers.

Mike nodded and headed down the corridor that he's known for years, to El's room that sits on one side at the end of the hall, her half-brother baby James, just across the space.

Mike had known El since they were 12 and he knew she hated sleeping in a jumper and jeans. So he had to take off her jumper - leaving her in her t-shirt, but it would be extremely awkward for Mike to change her from jeans to sweatpants.

"El, El, baby, wake up," Mike cooes at her, gently shaking. She slowly peeped open her eyes and looked up at Mike. She smiled softly before shutting her eyes again. "Come on, you need to get changed," he softly says, handing her the grey sweatpants she had when she stayed for the week in 1983.

El complains, silently, only wanting to roll over and sleep for the rest for the rest of her life. But, as soon as she saw her soft sweatpants that once belonged to Mike. She quickly sat up - making the room spin at the sudden movement, and took them from Mike.

Once she was dressed and had climbed back into bed, Mike pulled her comforter over her, followed a couple of her blankets and tucked her in.

"Night, El," Mike whispered, and kissed her forehead. She mumbled something back - even though Mike couldn't make out what she had said, he knew she was saying goodnight to him too.