Still pretty??? Mileven ??

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Mikes POV
Her home.... but not hoppers. That could only mean that we were still in the lab. I would go through that beating again if it meant keeping el safe but man it hurt and even if I went through all that they would still hurt el. Because she was different. Special. Unlike any other girl I had ever met. And not just because of her powers. I blushed at my own cheesy thought, though god knows it's true. I looked at her, curled up in my arms, her beautiful head nestled in my chest. The thing that hurt me most wasn't the beating, it was that I couldn't call el mine. I couldn't tell her how much she mattered to me. I couldn't tell her that...I...I loved her......
Dustins POV
A trip. We all have to go on a party trip (plus max) to redeem our friendship. The last time we went on a trip it was kinda shitty because el had only just come back and hopper kinda ruined everything by being wayyyyy too over protective of el, and if I dare say it even more than mike.Speaking of which, to my knowledge they still aren't dating so anyone could snatch el off of mike. Or vice versa (even tho mike is completely hung up on el) so he needs to ask her out and ASAP. And as everyone knows I am a hopeless romantic and expert on the loveeeee department, so I can help mike really take her breath away when he asks her out. 🤫😉😘 Now the small matter of organising everything....
Hoppers POV
Shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit shit SHITT. She's gone. Shit.
"El!" I called, running around frantically and out into the colossal garden. Shit. She is actually nowhere.
"Nice one hop. You've really done it this time." I thought to myself. I've literally lost my daughter. What am I meant to do?!?

Mikes POV
No no no no no no no no no no no no NO! Ah shit I'm screwed. I felt el giggle softly. What the hell? I felt a dribble of blood and a small hole in her arm. Those bastards must have drugged her. She was being weird. Weirder that usual. Not to be a dick or anything. A smell tickled my nostrils, a familiar smell but I just couldn't put my finger on it. It must be el. It was el. Yes, definitely el.
"Eleven," I whispered. Ew. I never call her Eleven unless in dire emergencies, not even then. But i suppose this is so,
"Eleven," I repeated, shuffling round to see her, although it was too dark to properly see her, even though she was but a few centre meters from my face. "Where are we...?" I asked, petrified of the answer. Instead of answering me, she leaned forward the slightest bit and planted the softest most gentle kiss on the tip of my nose. I was aching to kiss her properly, her soft lips on mine, but I fought the urge in case she didn't want to. We weren't dating after all. :'(
"Home," she replied to my previously asked question. She leaned away from me, much to my dismay and fiddled about with something. I gasped.
Oh my god...

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