Mileven Stories

Thirty, Flirty, and Thriving (2001)

This is entirely pure fluff that somehow evolved out of my mind is less than an hour. My apologies in advanced for this mildly mushy content.
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El awoke the morning of her thirtieth birthday with a sly grin plastered on her face. She could feel her signature dimples popping out on her cheeks before she even opened her eyes. Once some energy had reentered her body, she slowly attempted sliding herself out of bed, but didn't manage to get too far before a firm grip locked around her waist.

Mike's lips ghosted against the back of her neck as his sleep coated voice murmured, "where are you going?"

"To the bathroom and then I'm going to wake up the kids," she answered as she tried exiting bed once again, only to quickly find herself being dragged back towards her husband's bare chest.

"No, stay here with me," he pouted, burrowing his face into his wife's neck.

El rolled her eyes as she dropped a kiss to the top of his head, "I genuinely have to go to the bathroom.. so, can I do that?"

Mike whined, "fine, but don't take too long. It's only right that we spend the morning of your birthday cuddling until the kids wake up on their own."

On that note, Eleven rushed up to complete her business. In less than two minutes, she found herself back beneath her flannel sheets as she received a smattering of gentle kisses. She had gotten so lost in the euphoric moment that the sound of her own groan startled her.

Mike couldn't help but chuckle at how adorable El was, "what? Are you scared we're going to get caught canoodling?"

"Yes! I don't want the kids coming in here and seeing their parents all over each other," she finished her rant with a subtle nudge to his chest.

"I get it," he complied, pressing his forehead to her's so he could get a better view of her honey colored eyes, "I hope you don't mind, but I kind of set something up so we could spent the night together. I have the party coming to keep an eye on the kids so we can celebrate your birthday together. Plus, Lucas and Max offered to stay overnight so we could spend the night elsewhere. Just us."

El was honestly so surprised by her husband's plans that she couldn't immediately respond. Hearing the idea of spending the night with Mike was exactly what she had been craving, but before she could express her excitement, it had seemed he overthought her silence negatively.

"God, I'm so stupid. I'm sorry, I should've known you would have wanted to see everyone and the kids for your birthday. I'm really sorry, let me go make some calls and cancel everything," Mike rambled unmercifully as he almost launched himself out of bed to reach the nearby telephone.

However, his motions were cut off when El suddenly wrapped her legs around his torso. She straddled herself tightly on top of him, making sure that he wouldn't budge any farther.

Eleven ran her hands through his unruly raven locks and pressed her lips to his own as she assured him, "I love you so much. I've been dying to spend some time just the two of us for awhile. This is the best gift you could've ever given me. Thank you, baby."

"I would do anything to make sure your birthday is special," he smiled up at her before dragging her down so that their bodies were flattened against one another's, "lets stay here for awhile longer."

The couple had just closed their eyes when a weight dropped down along side of them. The two of them looked over at the disturbance, expecting to see their children there, but were met by a much larger surprise.

"Dad!?" Eleven horrifically shrieked.

"Happy birthday, Ellie! I let myself in so I could drop you off some breakfast from your favorite diner," Hop clarified as he brought his daughter in for a hug, "God, thirty years old. Feels like just yesterday I had found a filthy kid in the woods. You're getting old, kid."