❛ I'll always come back to you, Twelve ❜
In which 011 & 012 find themselves on the run after escaping Hawkins Lab, meeting new faces and finding old ones.
❪ Dustin Henderson x Male!OC ❫
❪ season 1 - 3 ❫
will NOT be back for season 4
| 2019
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"I FOUND HIM," El said, breaking the silence that loomed over the teens back in Mike's basement, they were currently trying to find Hopper to you know have an adult to tell about the problem they were having.
"Where is he?" Max asked.
"Woods."
Levi looked around the room, rubbing his throat, he knew a handprint was wrapped around it by the aching bruises he felt just by rubbing it. Five noticed Twelve touching it and sighed, he reached out and grasped the boy's hand in his, making sure Levi doesn't touch the bruise anymore.
"He's with...Will's mom."
"My...My mom?" Will stuttered, looking around the group sitting around with a confused and worried face.
Max made a disgusted face, thinking the worse. "What are they doing?"
"Ill...annoy. They're going to ill...annoy." El said slowly, not knowing what that meant.
A knock on the basement door startled them all but they calmed when they just hear Karen's voice. "Mike! Breakfast!"
"Not now, mom!" Mike shouted over his shoulder before focusing back on his girlf--- ex-girlfriend.
"Why would they be going to Illinois?" Five questioned his brows furrowed as he glanced at El taking his eyes off Levi, Eleven took off the blindfold shrugging towards her brother figure.
Levi rested his head on Five's shoulder feeling super tired since the group basically stood up all night and him using lots of his powers yesterday didn't help as he faintly felt the familiar burning pain. El and Max went to the bathroom so Max could help El with her bloody nose and just talk to her without the boys listening in.
Five gazed down at the boy on his shoulder with a soft smile before glancing at the other boys talking, "Hey, bud?"
Twelve lifted his head off the boy, looking at him blue clashing with green as the boy took in the concern flowing through Five's eyes. "Hmm?"
Five's eyes trailed down to Levi's neck feeling his heart swarm with rage as he takes in the dark handprint on his neck; purple and blue fingers wrapped around his throat, the colors mixing, making it look like a sad painting on the boy's soft skin.
"Does it hurt?" He breathed out, not being able to let his voice be louder than a whisper.
"Only when I talk," Levi whispered back before lying down with his head in Five's lap, closing his eyes as Five gently caressed the bruise with a finger before he reached the boy's hair and tangled his fingers in his curls.
That could be the reason Twelve hadn't spoken since Billy ran off, or it could be that the young boy didn't have anything to say towards the situation.
