JANUARY 10 1985
The more El kept seeing Mike, the more anxious she got about seeing him again. Her feelings were getting out of control the more she thought about him while alone in her room. She wanted Mike to spend all day with her before the weekend ends, but she also realized that Mike had to practice for the tournament next weekend.
El still felt like she was about to cry when she thought about the tournament, knowing Hopper wouldn't let her go. Still, she had hope that Hopper could possibly change his mind.
It was 6:53 PM and already dark out. Hopper was watching TV and eating chips in the other room while El lied in bed… waiting to hear Mike talk over the walkie.
"El?" Mike came in through the channel.
El immediately sat up and prepared to talk to Mike.
"Mike?!" El said through the walkie-talkie.
"Sorry I took so much time. I got caught up practicing against so many people."
"I….. It's okay," El said, not sounding satisfied.
Mike hesitated to respond as he couldn't help but hear the depressing tone in her voice.
"Are you mad at me?" Mike asked.
"Huh? No. I… don't think I can get mad at you. I just… I feel lonely when you're not around."
"Oh…"
"I'm stuck here… waiting to hear something from you. That's the best part of my day…"
"Well, seeing you have been the best moments in my entire life, El. I'm trying to keep you happy, El. It's just… hard. "
Mike sighed as he realized how hard maintaining a healthy relationship was.
"I'll be there in like twenty minutes, alright?" Mike said.
"Okay. See you soon."
"See ya."
Just a little over twenty minutes later, Mike barged into El's room with a big smile on his face.
El freaked out as she got out of bed and used all her energy hugging Mike. They released from the hug and Mike held a photograph up for El to see.
"I gotcha something."
El grabbed the photograph from Mike's hands and carefully analyzed it. What she saw naturally brought happiness to her face.
"This… is a photo of you… in your… ghostbusters outfit? Why give it to me?" El asked, not feeling worthy enough to accept a photo of Mike from Mike himself.
"Well, you always talk about how you're lonely and the best part of your day is me. So I'm giving you this picture because: 1. I hate it and don't need it, and 2. It can give you something to look at while you're lonely. I don't know……. Maybe it'll make you feel better. I know that I'd feel better staring at a photo of you if I was bored in my room," Mike explained, sounding kind of awkward as he made a lot of hand gestures.
El smiled at Mike and looked down to study the picture once more. She quickly noticed the difference between the Mike in the picture and the Mike in her room, and how couldn't she? She was the one that memorized every freckle on his face, every typical facial expression he makes, every mannerism he does. El thought that he was too beautiful to not be studied.
"You look… so… little," El said in amazement.
"Yeah. Just had my growth spurt last month, it was crazy."
"Growth spurt?"
"It's this thing that comes with growing up. We get taller and our voices get deeper, especially boys…"
Eleven had to take in what he said before she got freaked out at the concept.
"But… I don't want you to get taller! What if you get too big for me?!" El worried.
Mike laughed at how pure she still was and shook his head.
"No, don't worry. I'm not gonna get super tall… at least I don't think I will. Look, just don't worry, I'm never gonna get too big for you," Mike replied, giving her a reassuring nod.
"Promise?" El looked at him with heart eyes.
"Definitely, I promise," Mike nodded his head and smiled as he smooched her on the lips.
They pushed each other onto her bed and started making out while El still held the photo with one hand. She was on top of him now as they continued attacking each others mouths. She grabbed the hair on the back of his head with her other hand and went deeper into her kisses.
"Ow, ow, OW, OW," Mike groaned as he felt El's leg crushing his crotch area.
She stopped kissing him when he lightly moved her leg to the side and let out a sigh of relief.
"You hurt?" El asked, confused on the type of pain Mike was feeling.
"Um… it's nothing really," Mike tried to brush it off with a fake chuckle.
"Was I hurting your pee-nus? I didn't mean to."
Mike's eyes widened, not wanting her to utter that word ever again.
"It was just a little too much pressure on it than I could handle…. And please, don't say that when Hopper's right by us, please," Mike pleaded to El.
El nodded her head, realizing her mistake.
"I'm sorry."
El looked at the photo in her hand again. The photo of Mike in the ghostbusters outfit kept making her smile the more she looked it.
While looking at the photo, El instinctively caressed Mike's cheek, making him blush.
"You really like that photo, huh?" Mike teased her, eliciting a chuckle from El.
"It has you in it. Why wouldn't I like it," El replied.
"El…"
"Yeah?"
"When we were separated for 353 days… did you like… visit me and stuff..?"
El seemed confused by the question, wondering what Mike was trying to get at.
"Yes. I visited you almost everyday."
"Ever catch me doing anything… like… embarrassing?!" Mike asked, sincerely concerned she might of seen him doing something weird.
"Um. I don't know.."
El tried to think of anything weird Mike had done when she would randomly visit him.
"I can't think of anything………. OH… wait, I might of caught you pooping a couple times," El said as Mike made a look of disgust.
"That's it?" Mike replied.
"Now that I think about it… no. I remember visiting you while you were in the shower. I loved looking at your wet hair… but you're… I think it's your pee-nus….. I couldn't stop looking at it. It looked so odd…"
Mike looked like he was about to die.
"Oh god, you saw it?! You saw my penis?!" Mike covered his face with both hands.
He thought that maybe if he avoided eye contact, the conversation would magically stop.
"I did. I don't see the big deal or why it's so bad. How's it different from any other body part?" El asked.
Mike sighed, still having his face covered.
"It just is, El. There are some body parts that are not meant to be shown. The… you know… is one of them."
El looked embarrassed herself, not knowing basic biology. But it wasn't her fault.
"Oh. Okay…"
El looked away from Mike and down at the precious photo of him again.
"You still have this ghostbuster outfit?" El asked as she showed him the photo and pointed at the outfit.
Mike nodded his head but raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah, why you ask?"
"I was wondering if… well… if you want to, you could give it to me…"
"Why do you want it though?" Mike wondered.
"It's something nice to remember you by. I remember trying to convince Hopper to let me go trick or treating that night as a ghost. I wanted you to bust me…"
Mike didn't get it initially but quickly figured it out.
"Oh, because I'm a ghost buster!" Mike said, then he snapped his fingers like he just solved a hard puzzle.
"Yes!" El nodded her head as she wrapped her arms around Mike's neck.
"I'll give you the outfit. I don't really fit in it anymore anyway."
Mike kissed El's cheek, making her grin with her eyes closed for a split second.
"To be honest, you'd probably look really hot in that outfit," Mike said with a wide grin.
"Maybe…"
El tapped her finger on his chest and smiled at him as she started to get a tingly feeling again.
"I want to be a ghost-buster girl…… Your ghost buster girl…"
"You already are," Mike replied, having a goofy smile, unable to blink at the moment.
They both shared heart warming smiles and smooched each others lips for about a minute. El broke up the kiss, wanting something else.
"Mike?"
"Yeah?"
"Eggos," El said with a mischievous smile.
Mike was flustered at first with his eyes wide and his mouth open. Then he got the most excited look that he's ever gotten.
"My pleasure," Mike casually said and started kissing her neck.
