A/N: Thanks for being patient in between all these installments! This one isn't meant to be taken too seriously, so I hope you have fun with it.

Guest: Thank you so much! I'm glad you enjoyed it. I am definitely a sucker for Mileven fluff.

Jenicakrung: Aww thank you!

Ishiptoast: Thank you! I'm glad you liked it so much!

Song: "You Ain't Woman Enough (To Take My Man)" by Loretta Lynn

Setting: Benny's restaurant, Mike and El are in their senior year of high school.

Disclaimer: I do not own Stranger things or any of its original characters or the song "You Ain't Woman Enough (To Take My Man)".

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Mike and El were sitting across from one another in a booth at Benny's enjoying a dinner of burgers, fries, and milkshakes. As Mike was telling her about his day, El caught a glimpse over his shoulder of the girls sitting three booths behind them: Stacey Albright, Jennifer Hayes, Jessie McBride, and Laura Rothman. The four of them kept openly looking toward Mike and El's booth and then talking and giggling in shushed tones amongst themselves. Mike didn't notice because his back was to them, but El was growing more irritated each time one of the girls would glance their way.

During their sophomore year, the gym teacher who was also the high school's track and field coach approached Mike after gym class one day to talk to him about joining the track team. Mike hadn't had any interest at first, but El encouraged him to give it a shot, so he relented. To his surprise, he found that not only was he pretty good at sprinting long distances, but the practices entailed a lot of long distance running which allowed him some alone time to clear his mind.

After joining the track team that year, Mike's consistent workouts started to have an effect on his long, lanky body. He gradually became more toned in his arms, legs, chest, and stomach. He certainly wasn't becoming built or bulky like a lot of the football players at school, but now that he was in his third year on the track team, Mike's body had a much more defined and toned shape to it, which El definitely was not complaining about.

She did, however, not enjoy the fact that other girls at school noticed this as well. El trusted Mike with her heart and her life, and she knew he would never consider another girl, but she still felt a flare of jealousy and possessiveness when another girl lingered too long when talking to him. Mike has noticed these occurrences once or twice, and he was quick to remind El how much he loves her and that she has nothing to worry about. Though secretly, he kind of liked knowing how protective El was of him.

El turned her attention back to Mike when he started to stand from the booth, saying he was going to go to the counter to pay for dinner and then use the restroom, and then they could leave. She nodded and slurped down the rest of her milkshake while he walked up to the counter.

Three booths away, Stacey, Jennifer, Jessie, and Laura filed out of their booth and approached El, looming over her at the end of the table.

"Can I help you with something?" El asked, looking up at the four girls.

"We're actually here to help you," Stacey smirked, her arms crossed over her chest as she looked down her nose at El.

"How so?" El furrowed her brow.

"We're going to tell you the truth that your boyfriend is too afraid to tell you," Jessie began. "I'm afraid he's just not in love with you anymore, El."

El actually laughed out loud as the words came out of Jessie's mouth, and Jessie's eyes doubled in size out of shock as El clutched her side in laughter.

"That's a good one," El chuckled, wiping her eyes that had begun to water during her laughing fit.

"It's not a joke," Stacey glared, shifting her weight from one foot to the other. "We're trying to give you the courtesy of telling you so you can get out of this with some of your dignity. I could've been a bitch and just taken him from you, but I thought I'd try and be nice."

"You couldn't take him from me even if you tried," El said more seriously. She was losing the humor in this situation and was starting to get annoyed with these girls.

"I wouldn't be so sure," Stacey said tauntingly, cocking her head to the side in feigned innocence. "Mike and I have gym class together three days a week."

"So?" El shrugged and raised an eyebrow, looking for Stacey's point.

"He checks her out all the time," Jennifer said, placing a hand on her hip. "He can't keep his eyes off of her during stretches."

"I know you can't relate because guys don't really ever look at you, but if you could see the way he looks at me in gym class…" Stacey trailed off.

"It's, like, borderline gawking," Laura chimed in.

El felt her cheeks burn red as she envisioned what she was sure actually happened during their gym class, which was Stacey wearing too-short cloth shorts and a skin tight t-shirt, drawing attention to herself during stretches and going out of her way to flirt with Mike and probably a number of other boys. El was confident that if there was any interaction between Mike and Stacey, it was certainly not in the way of Mike showing her any actual attention.

But, El couldn't pretend that Stacey was unattractive by any means, and she knew the girl's exaggerated tale may have been sparked by an actual event. El was certain that if Stacey ever caught Mike 'gawking' at her, it was likely an unintentional wandering eye that he quickly diverted when he caught himself. She knew their relationship went far deeper than physical attraction, and she wasn't concerned for a moment by what Stacey and her friends were saying.

"Well, thank you for your concern, but Mike and I are just fine," El smiled sweetly.

"For now," Stacey said smugly. "But know that when you see him with me, I tried to warn you."

"I'll never see him with you," El scoffed. "Even if I were to drop dead right now, Mike would never want you."

"And why not?" Stacey demanded, pursing her lips.

"You're boring. You're the typical pretty cheerleader, mean girl type, and he's not into that," El said simply. "He has something unique with me, and it's something you would never be able to replace."

Stacey was stunned, staring at El with her mouth gaping open. She sputtered out a few noises, unsure of what to say, before being able to form a sentence.

"We'll see about that," Stacey managed.

"We sure will," El grinned slyly, sliding out of the booth. She had seen Mike walking back to their table, but the other girls didn't see him as he was approaching behind them.

"Hey, what's going o-"

Mike was cut off by El's lips as she crashed them into his. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him deeply into the kiss. Mike momentarily forgot they were standing in the middle of Benny's, and he reciprocated the kiss, feeling shocked but letting El's tongue slip between his lips and begin wrestling with his own.

El moved her arms down the front of Mike's body until she reached his waist, then she slipped her arms around his waist and pulled him closer to her. She dipped her hands into the back pockets of Mike's jeans and squeezed his ass, causing his eyes to shoot wide open. El pulled back from the kiss with a smug and satisfied look on her face.

"You ready to go, babe?" she asked, smiling innocently up at him as she cupped the side of his face with one hand.

"Uh, y-yeah," Mike stuttered, his mind still blown from El's sudden and passionate display of affection.

She smiled and took his hand in hers, leading him toward the door of the restaurant. Before opening the door, El turned back to look at Stacey and her friends who were rooted to the floor, gaping after the two of them.

"Have a good night, Stacey!" El called with a wave.

El pushed open the door and walked outside with Mike, confident that after that, Mike probably didn't even remember Stacey's name. El trusted him more than anything, but she had to admit that was fun.

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A/N: I know this wasn't a long one, but I love this song, and I thought it would make for a cute, fun, light-hearted little story. Please remember to leave me a review, and I'll be back with more soon!