mileven oneshots [completed]

drunk

synopsis: el gets drunk.

"let's take off all our clothes!"

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mike had lost el to the throng of people holding red cups. they were moving so much and so fast. el said she was going to get food, and then he lost her.

mike didn't really panic, he knew she could take care of herself. but there was a little voice telling him to worry for her. the couple had been dating officially for three years now. mike and el were a very highly acclaimed couple considering everything seemed so peaceful between them.

and even if they did get in an argument, they were able to resolve it immediately.

el started integrating into high school last year. she generally liked to be in the shadows because she hates crowds and attention. but she's been doing a good job of fitting in socially and academically. she struggles with math, but other than that, she's been doing pretty good.

and he loved her. he had told her that a year ago, during their sophomore year and el had said it back immediately, despite the fact that she didn't really know what it meant. but he was sure that he knew now. she cared for him deeply and made him smile and laugh. she wore a hairclip to hold her short hair back, and he always thought that was the cutest thing ever.

so he was searching for that hairclip now.

but all he saw was moving bodies and red cups.

suddenly, there was rhythmic clapping. mike hated that kind of clapping where everyone clapped at the same time. it sounded like a satanic ritual. he heard people encouraging some drunk girl to dance on the table. mike scoffed and turned his head towards the girl on the table. those girls will really do anything for attention-wait.

the girl dancing on the table was el. she was moving her arm and body seductively with respect to the music. in her hand was a red cup. people were cheering her on as she danced, wobbling over every now and then.

she was drunk.

mike's eyes widened and he pushed through the crowd to reach the table. he reached out and grabbed el's hand, trying to pull her off from the table.

el smiled and slurred her words, "mikeeeeee, oh my goddd. you won't believeeee what just happened. i just danced," she said, then added a wink. mike drew his eyebrows together.

"that's great," said a sober mike, "can you get off the table now?"

el nodded, then winked, slowly getting off the table. some of the boys around started booing, to which el responded, "sorry boysss, it's a one night only show. shhhhh,"

mike's eyes widened again, "el," he cautioned her.

el just giggled, "don't worry mike, i've got a show for you," she said then winked.

mike just crinkled his nose, and put his hands on her shoulders, "stop winking. it's weird,"

el giggled again and took another sip from the red cup. mike just plucked it from her hands, and she whined, "hey! that's good stuff,"

"no it's not," mike said, chucking it in the trash, "who gave it to you?"

"i don't know. it burns my throat but it makes me feel good and bubbly inside. i had seven cups,"

"seven cups?!"

el giggled and nodded.

"alright, we're going home," mike stated.