A/N: Rugrats is still one of my favorite cartoons. This is for iAmCC who wanted a lazy day for Mileven.
Some facts for this chapter:
*I have a personal canon that Mike is a Biomedical Engineer (works in a hospital).
*Banana pancakes are my holy grail.
*I've been watching Dance Moms and couldn't get Nia's name out of my head.
*This chapter is basically a representation of my days now that I'm in vacations lol (minus the boyfriend *cries*).
PROMPT: Fluffy and lazy day for adult Mileven.
El opened her eyes to a quiet room and the sun shining through the window.
She stretched her legs out and glanced to the tiny clock on her night stand, smiling when the clock's numbers blinked 10:08 at her.
She sighed warmly and turned her head to see Mike's face smashed against his pillow, his mouth open slightly as he slept peacefully. She laughed quietly, amusement growing in her the more she looked at him. She reached a hand out and lifted a black curl that had fallen on his face, smiling lovingly as she watched him sleep soundlessly.
El got out of bed, shivering slightly as her bare legs slipped out of the comfy duvet, and went to the bathroom.
Once she had relieved her bladder, brushed her teeth and washed her face, she put her hair up in a messy bun, walking out of the room and leaving Mike to sleep in a little bit longer.
It was the first time in months that their day-off coincided with the other's. Mike was always having shifts at the hospital, sometimes doubles, and when they let him take the day off, she somehow was always needed at the office.
Her thoughts drifted off as her stomach rumbled, and she entered the kitchen to start breakfast, biting her lip as she pondered over what to cook.
Months ago, Mike had nearly blown their kitchen apart when he decided to make his mother's casserole, and that resulted in them taking a cooking class together.
The useful lesson and the recipes they had been reading were proven successful, because now they both could cook without having the fire department on speed dial. Nothing fancy, of course, but El took pride in her new cooking techniques.
When she had a batch of banana pancakes ready, and Mike's milk cup was as warm as he liked it, she decided it was time to wake him up.
She smiled softly when she got in bed again, rubbing a hand on his warm back and pressing sloppy kisses to his jaw.
"Mike," she whispered. "Wake up."
"Mmmm." He mumbled against the pillow, his brows furrowing as she continued shaking him.
"Breakfast is ready." She mumbled when one of his eyes opened.
"Mmmmmkay." He mumbled again, gathering her in his arms and pressing his face against her head.
"Mike," she laughed. "I'm serious, breakfast is ready."
His lips stretched in a smile and her heart sped up when he shifted to lay on his back, looking down at her with sleepy eyes. "Mornin', beautiful." He mumbled with a smile, rubbing his eyes with one hand and touching her cheek with the other.
"Good morning," she said brightly "C'mon, breakfast is getting cold." She pressed one last kiss to his pillow-wrinkled cheek, patted his chest and then sprang up from the bed to walk downstairs as Mike got up and went to the bathroom.
She began washing fresh strawberries to put in a bowl, and when she was taking off the green stuff on top of the last one, cold hands slipped under her tank top, startling her.
"Need help?" Mike asked against her neck as he pressed multiple soft kisses on her skin.
"No," she smiled. "I'm all done." She turned around and placed the bowl in his hands, wordlessly ordering him to take it to the kitchen island where all of their breakfast was set; she popped a strawberry in her mouth and he hummed happily when the sweetness of it swiped on his lips as she pressed the first kiss of the day to his mouth.
"All of this for me?" He asked her in fake wonder when they sat down to eat.
"For us." She corrected, amused by his 'O' mouth and his wide eyes.
"Man, I'm so marrying you." Mike hummed happily as he took a bite of his pancake, and El preened under his soft gaze as she smiled around her fork.
When they were finished, both did the dishes together, El yelping in protest as Mike flicked water at her from his place in the sink, and she hit him with the drying towel in return.
"What are we doing today, mmm?" He wondered as he pressed soft kisses on her lips, gently hugging her to him as she sat on the counter in front of him.
"I don't know," she smiled, kissing him back. "Whatever we want. It's our day off." She sighed happily, savoring their free day.
"Well, I say we laze it out." He proposed, rubbing her thighs with gentle fingers.
"Do nothing?"
"Mhmh." Mike nodded as he kissed her again.
"That sounds amazing." She grinned, throwing her arms around his neck and responding to his kisses with eagerness.
So that's how they ended up sprawled on the couch watching Rugrats reruns, and only getting up to order some pizza when they were too hungry to keep postponing their lunch, around 4 pm.
When they were in the middle of a tickle fight, the phone rang and she used that opportunity to get away from his crazy fingers, sprinting away from the living room and running to the ringing phone as she readjusted her pajama shorts.
"Hello?" She answered, trying to keep her laughter at bay as she watched Mike get up from the floor, his bed hair even wilder by the way he had thrashed around on the rug when she was tickling him.
"Oh, hey, Carla." She greeted the office's secretary.
Mike made a face as he sat down again, grabbing the popcorn bowl and munching on the few kernels left as he watched the DeVille twins bicker.
"... no, I left Ms. Sioux file to Dr. K because she needed to add yesterday's session's notes to it... she has it... at 3 PM... mhm,"
Mike rolled his eyes as he listened to El's conversation, throwing her a look over his shoulder in annoyance. She was talking to someone from work while they could be snuggling right now.
"If you have a key to her office then you can open her file archive and slip the reminder inside... yeah, it's the same..." El nodded, trying to help Carla over the phone as she grimaced in a silent apology when Mike threw her another look.
Her boyfriend got up and walked to her, holding the empty popcorn bowl, and then he leaned down against her neck to whine. "It's her day off!" He said into the phone, and then walked away to refill their late afternoon snack as she laughed.
"Sorry, that was Mike... yeah, he's home, too... yeah, just do that and if you have any more problems I'll check it over tomorrow when I get to the office... okay," she heard the microwave beep and then Mike's arms were around her, hugging her from behind as he started whispering in her other ear.
"Hang up on her," He whispered funnily as her shoulders began to shake in laughter. "Tell her: hey, my handsome, needy boyfriend wants to watch Tommy Pickles' adventures with me, and you're taking me away from him."
She laughed quietly and turned to look at him in amusement. "Okay... I'll see you tomorrow, then. Bye, Carla." She hung up quickly, letting out a loud laugh as Mike continued whispering in her ear.
"Finally!" He shouted, throwing his head back in bliss as she hugged him.
"Sorry." She kissed his cheek in an apology.
The microwave beeped as the popcorn bag finished exploding, and they both walked to fix their snack.
Hours later, when they had showered and they had eaten a light dinner, they were back in bed, giggling under the covers like little kids as they shared kisses.
"Mmm," Mike muttered against her lips. "I don't want to go back to work tomorrow."
"Me neither. I want to stay with you all day."
"Why don't we just quit, then?" He asked her teasingly as she bit his lower lip.
She released it in a laugh, her eyebrows rising in amused surprise at his words.
"Because then we won't have any money, and we won't be able to order pizza anytime we want."
"Mmm, you're right," he pretended to analyze. "Then we wouldn't be able to afford nice things." He thought about a certain piece of jewelry he was in the middle of paying so the amazing girl who was snuggled against his chest would be his forever, officially.
"Exactly." She received another one of his kisses.
"Mmm, you know I love you, right?" He mumbled after a few kisses.
"Yes."
"Like, so much?"
"Yes, I know," she kissed him again. "I love you, too. So, so, much."
He threaded his fingers in her hair, pushing the few fallen strands away from her forehead as he stared into her soft eyes, smiling contentedly at the thought that he would spend the rest of his life like this, every night.
"Here's to many more off-days like this with you." He toasted, lifting a hand in the air as she giggled against him.
"Cheers." She mumbled against his lips as they kissed again.
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