elmax (wip)

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"max! i won't fall, its fine," el reassured her. the two stare into each other's eyes for a moment. "okay," max agrees.
the sleepover was 4 days ago, and now, el was begging max to teach her to skate.

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"there- okay, so you put your left foot there- no, no your left foot, not your right," max guided el, trying to teach her how to skate. "good, okay." she sighs. "now you put your right foot down- and, you, uh, push.." she pauses for a moment. "and to turn, you iust lean whichever way you wanna turn."  el slowly pushes with the tip of her foot nervously. her arms flail in the air, even though the board has barely moved. she grins widely, looking back at max. max smiles back at her. she pushes her foot again, only this time faster. the board crashes down at the end of the street, and eleven falls to her knees. "shit," she mutters under her breath. max immediately rushes over to her, scooping her in her arms and holding her bridal style. "m-max! im fine, jesus," she says, blushing.

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she throws el gently on the couch, covering a napkin in hydrogen peroxide and pressing it against el's knees. "ow, ow," she hisses. "i- sorry," max mumbles, moving the napkin away. max looks up at el. "are you okay?" she asks. "yes, max, im fine," she replies, half smiling.

"ah gosh- i-im sorry, i should've helped-" she starts to apologize. "shh, max, it's not your fault," el responds, grabbing maxs sweaty hands and intertwining their fingers. "you made it look so easy," el laughs. "what?" max asks after a moment. "skateboarding," el answers, blushing as she looks down at their hands. "oh." max responds after a moment or two. max stands up, el doing the same. she lets go of maxs hands, and suddenly starts searching through the cabinets.

"what are you.. what are you looking for?" max asks, watching el. "bandaids," el mumbles in response, not turning around to face max.

max sighs slightly as she lets herself fall onto el's couch. "there," el finally faces max, a box of bandaids in her hands. she plops down next to max on the couch and struggles to peel the paper part (idfk wHat it's called,,) off the bandaid.

"max- can you, uh, help?" el asks her shyly. max turns towards her, half smiling. el hands her the bandage and she easily peels of the paper. "here- give me your knees," el does what she's asked- slowly bringing her legs up onto the couch and max carefully places the bandage over the cut, blushing madly.

el hands her another bandage and she does the same, covering her cut. "thanks," el looks up at max, smiling an adorable smile.

max can't help but blush as she looks at el, almost forgetting she has to respond. she manages a "y-yeah,"

"well, uhm.. billy said i should be home by nine, so i should probably.. go," max says after a long moment of silence. "billy," el scoffs, furrowing her eyebrows together.

max gets up, el does the same. el suddenly pulls her in for a long hug, blushing as she does so. max smells oddly.. good? she thinks as she inhales her scent.

max stands there for a moment, before slowly wrapping her arms around el's waist, hugging her. 

el backs away. "bye, max..!" I wave as she walks away. i close the door and flop back onto the couch, sighing.

i like her.