hug swear // elmax

one

Eleven stares out her window with a content look on her face. She sighs, smiling sweetly. As the sun and sky fade into stars, she turns toward me, with the same look. Her lips look so soft, and... kissable. I suddenly feel my face heat up. I hope she won't notice.

She doesn't. Or maybe she always notices and doesn't care. Maybe she's even gotten used to it.

"What movie do you want to watch tonight?" I sigh and lie down off the end of Eleven's bed. We try to have a movie night every week. She never cancels on me. Unless Mike wants to do something. Don't even get me started on Michael Wheeler, the "sweetest boy on earth."

"C'mon, Max! I picked last time."

"You have good suggestions!"

"You fell asleep halfway through!" I sit up and place my head in my hands. She's pouting at me playfully. I look away, more self-conscious about my blushing face than ever. How can she not notice?

"That's because it was a fricking documentary, El!" She pretends to act hurt. I poke her in the shoulder. "Maybe I won't keep coming over if you always pick boring stuff."

"You can't do that." Now she really does look hurt. I hate making her sad, so I rush to fix it.

"No, of course not." I scoot closer. I resist the urge to hold her hand. "I will never leave you. She gently pushes my shoulder. I swear she's the one to blush this time.

"Hug swear?" I laugh softly. 'hug swear' is what El thought up because apparently a pinky swear would be childish. Every time we hang out, I secretly hope for those to words. Although we hug pretty often, Eleven seems reluctant and even uncomfortable with physical contact of any type.

"Hug swear," I reply. She giggles, and pulls me into a bear hug. She smells like gardenias. I want this moment to last forever. But she eventually lets go. The room seems to be spinning. Can you get lightheaded from a hug? I'll have to google that later.

"Let's watch the first Percy Jackson movie."

I roll my eyes. "You know how worked up I get over the inaccuracy of that movie. I mean how hard would it have been to find a blond-" El puts her finger up against my lips. My heart starts beating out of control.

"Oh, shush." She removes her finger quickly, lacing it with the rest and setting her hands on her lap. "I picked it so you'd actually stay awake for once."

"Maybe I get sleepy when I'm angry," I joke. She scoffs. I pull her comforter around us as she puts the dvd into her laptop. She presses the space bar and rests her head on my shoulder, causing me to shiver and pull the blanket tighter around us. Not even an infuriatingly inaccurate movie could make me angry in this moment.

-- my notes:

So not that anyone cared cuz hardly any people are reading this, but I was reorganizing because I wanted to do character introductions. When I copy and pasted all the parts so that this one would appear after 'character intros,' part of it deleted? I guess I somehow didn't select all of it. Perhaps it's for the best. Anyway, I don't expect rereads, so this is mostly a note to myself...

the sad thing is I got 8 views (what's sad is that is surprising and a record) and now poof. Anyway, kudos if you read everything.

Also, in case you couldn't tell, this is not actually set in the 1980s :)

- working on 'two' right now!