"night, Ellie." he smiled softly before drowning himself in what seemed to be an infinite blanket he shared with Eleven. She looked at him, lifting her head from his chest, and smiling back. He leaned down just centimeters away from her face, and kissed her once he was close enough.
"night, Mike."
He finally lets his eyes flutter close in pure happiness. He had El close, holding her tight with his arm, and the other arm circling her thin waist. He truly didn't know what he did to deserve this. He knew that this position would be gone in the morning, since El would probably end up on top of him, body flushed against body, and he was okay with the fact.
He was more than okay with it.
But suddenly, as he closed his eyes, he re-appeared somewhere else. Pure fear rushed through his body as he stood up from the floor of a strangely familiar place. What is going on? Mike asked himself.
That's when he recognized the wooden floors belonging to the Byers residence. He knew this place ver well. He walked over to the kitchen, wondering if maybe everyone had woken up before him and they were having breakfast.
But once he walked close enough he noticed no one was in the kitchen-
The unmistakeable laughter of the innocent girl named El was heard just in Will's room, and Mike found himself subconciously running towards the sound, too glad he found the beautiful sound of El's giggles echoing all around the small house.
He grinned when he found the door that hid his girlfriend inside, and opened it.
Will and Eleven. Sitting on a bed. Sharing a can of Coke. Laughing.
Mike always had trouble with jealousy, thinking that whenever he had the chance, Will would steal his girl from him. He knew Will and Eleven would be close because of the tramautazing events they both went through, but not to come as far as share a soda whilst sitting closely on a bed, alone in an empty house. It was weird.
He also noticed how they both didn't even acknowledge he was there, and just continued laughing. Mike was a bit weirded out, but mostly jealous, very jealous.
"Hey, guys!" Mike waved his hand as to say 'I am here' but neither El or Will noticed. Mike tried to calm down. He was beginning to think his mind was playing tricks on him. He wondered why everything looked so hazy, dream-like.
But oh, how much he hated this.
Suddenly...His world came crushing down in front of his own eyes as Will slowly started to lean in, closer to El's face. No no no no no no no...This isn't real. This can't happen! Will would never do this to me.
They are brother and sister, Mike. Remember that, maybe he is just trying to brush something off her face, Mike tried to reassure himself. And yeah, it was true, Joyce and Hopper got married weeks ago, but siblings don't kiss, now do they?
Only I am allowed to do that!
But when Eleven started leaning in too, Mike stopped breathing. Everything was suddenly in slow motion, and Mike wanted to cry. In fact, he felt tears burning in his eyes. El would never on cheat, especially with Will. HER BROTHER!
And then...POOF! their lips were moving against the other, and then suddenly Eleven was laying on Will's bed, touching his chest. Menawhile, Mike's world was falling piece by piece. He can't keep looking.
He can't keep looking.
He can't keep looking.
He can't keep looking.
All happened too fast, and suddenly Will's fingers were working fast, unbotting Eleven's dress. Mike started to cry, and not silently but needless to say, screaming loudly at both of them.
"STOP IT NOW! DON'T YOU DARE TO TOUCH HER WILL!" For unknown reasons, he only blamed Will for this, because Eleven's dress flew up in the air, and Mike felt his lungs give out, and screaming for air. This isn't real, Mike's mind yelled.
In that moment, a sweaty Mike woke up from the worst nightmare he ever had.
He sighed, and an immense wave of relief rushed over him. It was only a dream. But Mike couldn't help but look down at El. She was sleeping soundly, looking precious and peaceful.
Mike was still a crying mess. He managed to wake El up, shaking her body -which he would make sure he was the only one to touch- softly. She woke up with an adorable grunt, which made Mike's eyes soften and his heart grew 3 times bigger.
"Mikey?" Her cute,sleepy voice made him whimper with happiness, if it's even possible. But once she realized Mike was crying, she jumped, and wrapped him in her arms right away.
"Baby...don't be sad. Had a bad dream?" she asked him so gently he felt like he could melt right there. He would never forget how adorable and soft she was. She was like his teddy bear.
Mike nodded, trying to hold in the sounds his throat wanted to make. He, unsuccesfully, tried hard not to lean closer to El, since he was about to drop all of his weight onto her, but as hard as he tried, his mind brought his head closer to her neck.
"Do you want to talk about it?"
Mike mustdefinitely not mention the fact that in his nightmare, her dress was off of her body, but once he acknowledged it, he blushed a bit. Stupid dirty mind!
"No..." he sighed. He just layed his head back on the pillow, and turned his attention to El, and El only. He looked deep into her eyes, and he felt a magnet pulling him towards her lips. It sure wasn't El's doing, becuase then, the string of blood would've betrayed her, but nothing came from her dry nose.
Finally, their lips touched, and Mike remembered he was the one to kiss her now and forever. Forever doesn't mean that in 5 month he will still be the one to kiss her, but it means that he will be the one to do everything for eternity.
He let himself get driven to another galaxy at the feeling of El's lips on his, and now he feels powerful, intrepid and bold.
"You are mine. No one else can have you, you belong to me." He growled in new-found dominance, and turned his gaze to her lips again, all wet and soft. She let out a sigh of acceptance, and it was a very satisfied sigh, may I mention.
They belong to each other.