Kapitel 21: 21. Moving day (Mileven and The Party)
A/N: Lol, I'm happy you guys enjoyed last chapter so much. I took Dacre and Joe's dialogs from that YouTube video because it's hilarious lol. I have no idea how mortgage and the buying-a-house process works because I'm only a baby girl (Finn's tweet anyone?), so I tried my best there lmao. For x-XRoweenaJAugustineX-x and KeepCalmandLoveStrangerThings. I added the whole Party because I couldn't resist :D
PROMPT: Mike and El moving in to their first house.
"Where does this go?" Dustin asked as he entered the house with a box labeled as 'Masters' shit'.
"And where does this go?" Max snickered as she lifted a photograph album that had a naked baby Mike on the cover.
"What?" Mike yelped, running to snatch the album from the redhead's hands and cover his younger self from his friends' laughter. "How did this even get here?"
"Your mom gave it to me." El answered as she entered the house carrying two suitcases.
"Why?" Mike frowned as he pushed Dustin in the direction of their home office.
"Because you look cute in it." El smiled adorably as she rolled the suitcases to the base of the stairs, where she left them standing to go back to carry more stuff from the cars.
Today they were moving in to their new house, freshly furnished and just ready for them to settle in to start the rest of their lives.
At 26, Mike had been working his ass off to receive a good credit to cover the house expenses, and both of their salaries had been fully reserved to pay off the debt. Both set of parents had helped them as much as they could (or as much as Mike and El let them), and with all of that, their mortgage was noticeably less to pay, and just in a few years their dream house would be completely paid off.
"Oh my god," Steve panted as he set down a pile of boxes that he had carried inside. "How do you two have so much shit?"
"If you stopped complaining and actually started helping," Lucas told him as he dragged black plastic bags full of clothing through the door. "I would really appreciate it."
"Hey! I've been here for lesser time than you dipshits and I've already gotten more stuff done than all of you." Steve snapped, hands going to his waist in his signature pose.
"You've only carried the big suitcase and a few boxes!" Will complained as he avoided colliding with the floating boxes that El was summoning from the car.
"Yes, but those boxes had the kitchen things!" Steve said as he popped the lid of a box that was on the couch, and gestured to the set of plates that were neatly arranged inside. "Mass! Mass trumps quantity!"
"When did you become a physic?" Max snorted as she began sorting the boxes in 'areas of the house'.
"It's basics, carrot." Steve pointed at her dramatically, and then jerked his head to throw his fluffy hair back from his sweaty forehead.
The kids chuckled and resumed their task, sighing in relief when Mike and Will dragged the last set of boxes through the door.
"Okay," Dustin clapped his hands. "Now all we have to do is put everything in place."
"Can we eat first?" Max whined as she leaned back to rest against the couch from where she was sitting on the floor.
"Yes, please," El moaned as she hugged Will from behind. "I'm starving!"
Two hours later, when they had eaten a few boxes of greasy pizzas (courtesy of Steve the mom), and they all resumed the unpacking, Max and El were in the master bedroom folding clothes and hanging T-shirts to lessen the couple's job in tidying their closet up.
"You still have this?" Max laughed as she lifted a red thong in the air.
El gasped as her face erupted in redness. "Put it away!" She yelped, running to the redhead who was laughing like a maniac and snatching the flimsy underwear from her hands. "I don't even know how that got here!"
"Did you ever use it?" Max asked as her laughter began dying down.
"No!" El exclaimed as she put the red thing inside one of the plastic bags she was using for unused clothes. "Well... I tried— don't get excited, it didn't stay on for long-and not for that either, weirdo!" She said as Max's face started shifting into a knowing smirk. "I tried to put it on, for curiosity, but it was so uncomfortable that I took it off after, like, three seconds."
"I still remember your face when I gave it to you," Max laughed again, remembering the day El turned 17 and she gifted her a thong as a gag gift, a few years ago. "Mike wouldn't look at me for days!"
Both girls laughed as they resumed their clothing folding, reviving old adventures as the day went on.
Hours later, when the whole Party had left, and only a handful of boxes were left to unpack, Mike closed the door of the home office with a deep sigh, rubbing his neck in tiredness as he began ascending the stairs. Moving was hard. He was thankful he and El didn't suffer through it alone, as their friends (family, really) had insisted on helping the minute their house key was delivered to them.
He entered the master bedroom in search for a certain brunette and smiled as he found her soaking up inside the bathtub, surrounded by bubbles and a few candles lit around the bathroom.
"Hey." She smiled weakly as she spotted him on the threshold.
"Enjoying ourselves, are we?" He asked with a smirk as her head lolled against her shoulder in relaxation.
"Greatly." She told him with a contented smile.
"That looks amazing." He commented as he neared her.
"It is amazing. Want to join me?" El asked with a tired smile as she relaxed against the bathtub, the scent of vanilla that came from the lit candles making her a bit drowsy.
"Tempting," he smiled as he leaned in to kiss her damp forehead. "In a minute, toots. I'll let you relax a little longer while I go check out how Max sorted my boxers."
She laughed as she leaned her head against the edge of the tub and smiled sleepily as he reached a hand in and tweaked her big toe underwater.
He left the bathroom and she sighed drowsily as she watched his back, tired and wanting nothing but her bed (her new and huge bed), but also wanting to chat with Mike a little before they gave in into their exhaustion.
She closed her eyes and mentally listed all the things she still needed to buy tomorrow, and then she opened her tired gaze to see a shirtless Mike walking into their bathroom.
"What's with all the candles?" He asked as he unzipped his pants.
"Your mom gave them to me."
"Why am I not surprised?" He snorted as he removed his underwear and then tapped her shoulder gently so she could make room for him.
He sighed contentedly once the warm water surrounded him, wiggling his tired toes in the sudsy surface as El settled against his chest.
"I think I want to buy more." She muttered as she closed her eyes and let him snuggle her close.
"Mm?" He made and inquiring noise as he rested his nose on her shoulder.
"Candles," she explained. "More candles. And we need a sugar container."
"We'll go buy them tomorrow." He mumbled against her skin as closed his eyes and basked in the quiet moment, happily realizing that this would be his forever.
The conversation ceased as they remained drowsily snuggled up, the relaxed state they were in more than enough to soothe their tired muscles. They finished bathing, and once they were done, Mike hugged his robed girlfriend and pressed a kiss to her wet hair.
"Are you happy?" He asked her quietly, the intimacy of the moment requiring hushed voices.
"Yes," she answered immediately. "Are you?"
"Yes," they shared a smile and he leaned down to kiss her. Their lips moved against each other gently and they savored the softness of the exchange as her hands fingered the wet strands of hair at the base of his neck. "I love you." He muttered once they broke apart.
"I love you, too, Mike." She smiled up at him, and he hugged her to his chest as he became overwhelmed by his feelings for her, closing his eyes in happiness as the hustle of their moving day came to an end.
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