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i dump your asses

pairing- mileven x reader

y/n- your name

A/N- yall this is so long. IM SO SORRY. i tried to split it up it just didnt work so i apologize. ALSO PROPS TO HANNAH I ALSO APOLOGIZE SM FOR YOU HAVING TO READ THROUGH ALL OF THESE AND CORRECT THEM.

tw- takes place in season 3 episode 1 and season 3 episode 2, making out, swearing, hopper being an ass, fem reader, poly mileven x reader, yelling, will being upset basiAclly the Entire fic, mike overthinking, sad ending, mike being a bit of an ass towards the end, max also being an ass at the end.

“you know what mike? your mom just called.”

“what?”

“yeah. she needs you right away.”

“Is everything okay?”

“No, I don’t think so. it’s your grandma. y/n, your mom called too. she’s gotta work late today and doesn’t want you to stay home alone-” before hopper could finish El cuts him off.

“can she stay here?”

“no- no she cannot stay here. she’s gonna go with mike. to his house”

———-

“is she dead?” mike questions hopper about his grandma, the three of you walking out to the chief’s car.

“no.”

“did she fall again?”

“no.”

“does she have cancer?” mike asked question after question.

“no.”

mike slides into the front passenger seat, while you get in the back middle seat, slamming the door behind you.

“then i don’t understand. what’s wrong with nana?”

“nothing! there’s nothing wrong with nana!”

“what?!” you and mike exclaim in unison.

“and y/n!” hopper whips around from the driver’s seat and stares at you. “you can go home to your house if you want.”

“what!?” you and mike once again said in unison.

“you lying piece of shit! you’re crazy!” mike yells. he turns around pulling the lock up from the door but it goes back down.

“what the hell?” you whisper, pulling up the lock on the left car door in the back next to you, yours also going back down.

“crazy? you want to see real crazy? you disrespect me again.”

“whats wrong with you??” you aggressively say leaning forward, your arms leaning heavily on the two front seats.

“no. not me. but theres something very wrong with this thing going on between you two and El.”

neither you or mike say anything, not a sound besides some crickets could be heard for a few seconds until you scoff.

“ok? here’s whats gonna happen. i’m gonna drive you guys home. and i’m gonna speak. and you’re going to listen. and then maybe, maybe by the end of it… maybe if you’re lucky. just maybe i will continue to allow you to date my daughter.”

mike looks at hopper as if he just spoke russian and you lean back, back into the car seat crossing your arms infront of you, letting out a slightly annoyed laugh.

“nod if you understand!” hopper yells looking back and forth to mike then you, both of you nodding quickly, hopper starting the car.

———-

you decided to just stay at mike’s house, the party meeting you there.

‘’he basically just said ‘you guys are breaking up with El because i said so but don’t tell her i said so’?” lucas said

“pretty much!”

“damn”

the rest of the night was just you and the rest of the party talking shit about hopper minus El obviously. max wasnt ethier tho, she was sleeping. will was the only one who wasn’t saying anything about hopper. or anything at all for that matter. he wasn’t talking much so eventually you sat next to him on the couch.

“you ok?”

“yeah.”

by his expression it was evident that he wasn’t ‘Ok’. you continued speaking to him hoping to get his mind off of whatever was bothering him.

“whatcha doin?”

“trying to draw a new character.. what should his name be?”

“mhmm vlair.”

“vlair?”

“yeah. vlair.”

“it sounds cool. i don’t think its a real name but.. it sounds cool.” will laughs

you could see lucas shake max awake and quietly say something to her before the two of them getting up. “hey me and max are gonna go” lucas says, holding max’s hand, leading her up the stairs and going out of the wheeler’s basement.

“me too” dustin says, getting off the other end of the couch, closing the comic book he was reading. “i’m gonna go see if i can reach suzie again.” he continued, his voice fading since as he ran up the stairs. will abruptly stops drawing, sliding the pencil across the table infront of the couch and slams his sketch pad shut. he sighs, grabbing his sketch pad and his bag and standing up.

“hey where are you going?” you ask

“back to my house” his voice monotone.

“what- why?” mike asks, his voice cracking a little.

“because i want to. it’s late anyway. have fun making out.” will says, his tone remaining cool.

now that the party had left it was just you and mike. you looked over at mike, he looked at you, soon enough you both started… laughing? neither of you were quite sure why you were laughing but… you were.

———

“i mean seriously! what are we supposed to do? just not talk to her? not see her?” mike hissed, pacing around in the basement.

“maybe we could just still talk to her and stuff? just not do couple stuff… or just like talk to her over the phone?”

he stopped pacing for a minute to turn around and look at you infront of him, sitting in the middle of the couch. “no. no way! hopper would kill us!” “and even if he didnt know” he paces around again “she would end up coming here or something” he continued. “or would ask us a shit ton of questions and make us say something, then she would get mad at hopper and he would know that she knows and then he-“ he ranted

“mike.”

“would get mad at us that we told her and he would never let us see her again”

“mike..”

“or he’ll let you still see her because i swear he likes you more than me so he’ll do that too-” he continues rambling

“mike!”

“what!”

“ok fine, we won’t talk to her then. we’ll wait it out and see what hopper chooses. just please - stop talking!” you say exasperated

“right. sorry.” he starts walking over the to the couch and sits next to you, resting his head on your shoulder. “i love you. i’m glad my mom loves you too, so she won’t make you stop seeing me as well”

you gently take his hand and entangle his fingers with yours, setting then in between the both of yours knees. “i love you too.”

“you know…” mike spoke gently “we could make out-”

“michael!”

“just a suggestion!”

you let go of his hand and turn to face him, his head falling off your shoulder.

“hey! what are you doing?”

before he can say anything else you lift your right leg over his legs to straddle his waist, your hands firmly placed on his shoulders. “just shut up and kiss me before i get up”

“right.” he moved his hands up gently holding your cheeks, pulling you into a kiss, both of your lips moving slowly in sync.

mike was the one who made it more passionate, sliding his tongue across your bottom lip, asking for permission to enter your mouth, which you quickly accepted and moved your hands to his neck.

he then started to move his thumbs across your cheeks. you pulled away from him, both of you needing air, scanning each others faces then quickly moving back in to kiss, locking lips once again.

the kiss slowly intensified, sending tingles up your spine. mike moved his hands down but didn’t detach them from you, tracing your curves until he reaches your waist.

pulling back, he takes his lips off yours and you press your forehead against his. mike slowly leans back in and your noses brush together softly.

he never lets go of your hips yet he takes his thumbs and slips them under your shirt, moving them in circles on your sensitive skin.

you let out a shakey breath and moved your hands up to hold his face.

“mike, y/n! dinner!” his mom yelled from outside the door upstairs. the two of you pull apart abruptly and mike lets out an irritated sigh.

“coming!” he yells back to her, right next to your ear.

“owww” you whine covering your ear.

“sorry”

———

“i just dont understand what we’re looking for” mike, will, lucas and you were at the mall trying to find something to buy El, you recommended it to mike last night. why not give it a try?

“something pretty and shiny that says ‘im sorry’“ lucas responds

“what like something that actually says ‘im sorry’?” mike stupidly replied

“no!”

“y/n can help you, she’s a girl and dating El too!”

mike scoffs impatiently, throwing his hands up. “we’ve been here for half an hour and we have nothing!”

will sighs, similarly irritated about how long they had been there, just wanting to go back and play d&d. “oh my god.” will whispers “y/n what do you suggest you get then?”

“i don’t know”

all three of the boys start complaining at your answer.

“ok ok jewellery i guess!”

———

“excuse me sir?” mike questions the man working behind the store counter

“mhm?”

“how much for this teddy bear right here?” he asks, pointing down to a small gold metal teddy bear with red accents.

“three hundred.”

mike looks at the man in disbelief for a second before walking out of the store, the three of you following. “three hundred? three hundred?! i should’ve shoved that teddy bear right up his-”

“does this mean we can play d&d now?” will asks before mike can finish.

mike looks back at will but doesn’t say anything. rolling his eyes he walks out of the mall to where all of your bikes are.

mike and lucas were talking but you were too distracted to engage in conversation with them. you couldn’t stop thinking about what you were going to give El now. you have nothing. sure, you could just say ‘sorry’ but how are you supposed to explain why the two of you have been ‘ignoring’ her?

“we could make her something” you blurted out, cutting off lucas.

“oh yeah? how are we supposed to do that?” mike sighed

“we could draw her something?” you replied now acknowledging how ridiculous you sounded.

“oh yeah great idea. ‘hey El so we know we’ve been ignoring you and thats really shit especially if you’re dating people who are ignoring you but here’s some wax on a piece of tree!’ “ mike rambled

“well- well i can sew-”

“isn’t this a nice surprise.” your words were cut off, and you turned around to see max walking with El.

‘shit’ you thought. ‘she’s not even supposed to be here?? why is she here??’

“w-what are you doing here?” you stuttered as you spoke

“shopping.” max replied for El. “this is her new style. what do you think?” max motioned her head towards El looking at her for a quick second.

“what’s wrong with you? you know she’s not allowed to be here.” mike stated ignoring max’s question

“what is she, your little pet?”

“yeah. am i your pet?” El reiterated

“what? no!” you and mike responded together.

“then why do you treat me like garbage?” El said as she stepped closer to you.

“what?”

“you said your nana was sick mike” El said quietly but harshly.

you were quick to respond. maybe too quick. “she is”

“she is. she is sick.” mike followed

“she’s super sick” lucas added

“thats why we’re here actually” you continued

“yeah we’re shopping!” lucas stated the obvious, making you roll your eyes.

“not for us but for nana.” mike confirmed

“for nana” lucas unnecessarily added on again

“also we’re here to get a gift for you” you began slowly “it’s just… we couldnt find anything that suited you”

“and i only have like $3. 50 so it’s hard.” mike chimed.

“super hard. its- its expensive” lucas butted in once again.

“you. lie.” El stated, staring at you and mike.

“why do you lie?”

mike didnt say anything and neither did you. you were scared of what would happen if you told her what happened with hopper, but you were also scared of what would happen if you didn’t.

“i dump your asses.” she harshly said before turning around and walking back to get on the bus.

“El!” you called back to her. she continued walking. “El!”

she turns around and says “have fun with each other” turning back around, she continues her route to the bus

you were on the verge of tears and max could tell. all she did was look at the four of you, laugh and walk away too. turning around so you were facing mike’s side you pushed your face in his chest and started to cry. he lifts his arm up and moves it up and down your side, trying to soothe you.

“now can we play d&d?” will asks once again. in a way you feel bad for him and give him props for still wanting to play the game that almost ended his life but now was not the right time for him to be nagging.

“i think we should go home now.”

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