Mileven OneShots

Promise

I have resurrected :000

Here's a little something based off on the kiss scene in the season 3 trailer ;) (I couldn't help myself)

Mike paced around the room. "Shit, shit, shit, shit..." he mumbled. El stared at him from her position on the edge of her bed.

"I don't think it's that close.. If anything, we still have time to get ready." El stated while folding her legs beneath her. Mike suddenly stopped his pacing and looked at her with a troubled expression. El could literally see the gears working in his head as she stared back at him. 

"Yeah, but... what if... what if you don't feel it? What if it, just, I don't know, blocks your sensors or something and by the time you notice it's too late?" Mike said, his voice wavering, and resumed his pacing. 

"Mike, relax." El told him, trying to reach out to him to stop his (annoying) pacing. That was a bit hard, though, considering that she couldn't get that far without falling off the bed and eating the floor. Instead, she resorted to using her powers to hold Mike in place. His eyes widened in shock before farting towards her. Once he noticed the slight drop of blood coming out of her nose, his shoulders slacked and he managed to relax a bit. 

"What's up, El?" he asked, walking up to her once she released her mental grip on him. She scooted to the other end of her bed and patted the spot in front of her. Mike flopped onto the bed, face first, yet due to his lanky form, his legs dangled off the edge. He mumbled something incoherent into the covers, and El replied with a small, "Hmm?" while raking her fingers through his silky, black locks. He lifted his head and hoisted himself on this elbows, staring into her brown, doe like eyes. 

"I.. I'm scared, El... it's basically last year but tens times worse... I... I don't want to lose anyone from the party..." his voice drifted off, then whispered, "I don't want to lose you..." He looked at her so sincerely, so earnestly, so in love, that El felt overwhelmed. She suddenly wanted to kiss him. No, not just kiss him. She wanted to cuddle him, hug him, comfort him, heck, she even wanted to marry him and create a family with this boy once they were old enough for it. She knew she would never love anyone as much as she loved Michael Wheeler. Eleven knew he was it for her, and she could only hope she was it for him too (she was). For now, though, she stuck with just a kiss. She leaned in, hoping Mike would understand what she was doing, and luckily, he did. Both their lips met in the middle, and they shared a brief, yet passionate kiss. A kiss where they expressed all their emotions; where they created a promise. A promise that they would get through this,together, like they always did. A promise that nothing could ever, ever tear them apart. 

After a couple seconds, they separated, yet stayed close enough that their foreheads touched. El stared into his rich, brown eyes before whispering, "I won't ever leave you Mike, I promise. You won't lose me, nor the party. We'll solve this together, all of us. Promise"

;;)))) Hope I broke y'alls hearts with that

Also, i didn't go over this so if there's grammar errors or misspellings that's why

And this looked much longer on paper (aka sorry for another short storYy)