mileven oneshots [completed]

sick

el gets sick. 

"i swear to god if you try to kiss me i will murder you before you even have the chance to get sick," 

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"god, i hate this," el said, her words interrupted by a series of coughs.

it was monday, and after a weekend full of coughing and sneezing, el couldn't recover for monday and mike. even though el wanted to go to school, hopper made her stay. well, hopper told el how germs traveled, and how she could infect mike or her friends if she tried going to school. so she was convinced. 

if her being at school made mike feel the awful way she did now, she'd stay home. 

hopper shot her a sympathetic smile, turning on the television so she wouldn't be bored, "sorry kid. it's a part of life. you get sick,"

el crossed her arms and laid back in bed, "how can i make it better?"

"with this kind of illness, you just wait it out," hopper said, leaning against the doorframe. el smacked a pillow on top of her forehead and groaned.

hopper chuckled, then left, calling out, "i'm gonna make soup,"

after he left, el put the pillow back underneath her head to support it, then groaned again, realizing she has to wait out a sickness that was preventing her from seeing mike. because there was no way in hell el would ever let mike get close to her while she was sick. she couldn't risk getting him sick, too.

so, as she watched the figures on the television screen dance, she let her eyelids droop until she was engulfed in sleep.

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she woke up two hours later.

she was sleeping rolled on her side, facing the wall. she groaned as her throbbing headache returned.she rolled over to grab her water bottle, turning towards her nightstand.

then she froze.

mike was sitting in the chair next to her bookshelf, reading one of her books. his backpack was on the ground next to him, unzipped. there was a little vase with flowers on it and a folded up lined piece of paper with drawings on it.  

mike suddenly looked up and smiled, "hey,"

"what are you doing here?" el asked, a worried look planted on her face.

mike shut the book, his smile persisting, saying, "well, i came to see you. make sure you're ok,"

"no no no no!" el exclaimed throwing herself back on the bed, "why?" 

mike chuckled and neared the bed, "because i love you," 

"no no no!" el said, burying herself in her covers, trying to hide from mike. 

el heard mike's continuous chuckles. el felt the bed sink when he sat on the mattress' edge. she felt him lay his hand over her body covered by the blankets

"el, honey, what's wrong?" he asked, trying to massage her body in the sweetest way possible. sometimes el wished that he'd stop being to nice all the time so that she didn't feel bad sending him away.  

"go away i'm gonna get you sick," el said, her voice muffled by the heavy duvet covering her small body, 

"el, it's oka-" 

"no! mike, it's not okay, because then you're going to be suffering like this and i won't see you for like two days," 

mike pulled down the covers and tossed them off to the end of the bed. 

mike smiled at el lovingly, "el-" 

"i swear to god if you try to kiss me i will murder you before you even have the chance to get sick," el said, holder her hand out to mike, her soft voice posing no threat to mike. whenever el tried to talk aggressively, her soft voice just made it sound funny. 

so mike chuckled. 

"mike, i'm serious!" el persisted, sitting up cross-legged on the bed. 

"and so i am, el. if we're serious, then that means we have to help one another in sickness and in health. and your sick. so-" mike said. 

"mike!" el whined.

"el!" he imitated. then he took her hand. el didn't pull it away. all she could see when she looked at her clasped hands were tiny germs climbing from her hand to his. but she tried not to think about, and instead looked at his face.  

mike smiled sweetly at her, "let me stay and take care of you while hoppers at work. i'll make you food and give you whatever you need. i'll be whatever you want me to be," 

el pouted her lip. there's no way el wanted anywhere near this nasty sickness that she had. but she had to admit: the feeling of being cared for and loved by mike was special and she felt like she couldn't refuse. and she enjoyed being around him and being in his presence. 

plus his pleading eyes were so cute. 

"fine," el gave up, but reminded him, "but you're still not allowed to kiss me. i'll still murder you if you try to,"

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sorry this one took so long! i've got like three half-written ones to finish. 

and thanks to everyone who's checking out my new story ghost. I've gotten some pretty good feedback so i'm excited to see what ya'll think of the rest of the story. 

also!!!! at that con the uk, they said s3 will be more relationship oriented and that mike&el are going strong- so that means more mileven moments. i'm so excited.