star wars jumper

“All I want is all what my mother wanted for me when she raised me - to be happy. For that, I don’t need to be in a relationship. I don’t need to have a certain level of respect. I just want to care very much about what I do and be kind to everyone in the process. It’s important that I can feel that. That’s happiness.

12 days of Christmas

(pt 5/12)

1987



“Just one more!”



“Jonathan!” Mike pouted, he hated having his photo taken.



“But you guys are so cute. I’m just trying to make memories.”



Mike had his arm around El and she was leaning against him as Jonathan took another photo. He’d been doing it all night at the Byers’ Christmas party.



“Can you make me a copy?” El said walking away from Mike to talk to Jonathan. They had gotten closer as Joyce and Jim began to see more of each other.


Mike watched, a huge grin on his face, how easy she could talk to other people now. It still shook him how in just a few years she was living almost a normal life. Well…normal as having telekinetic powers could be.



He went over to the table that Joyce had set up with little snacks and punch. Dustin, to no surprise was already stuffing his face.



“Nice jumper.” Dustin smirked and Mike looked down, remembering he was wearing some dorky Christmas jumper his grandma had knitted him.



“Can say the same to you.” Mike took a plastic cup, filling it up with whatever punch Joyce had made.



“This,” Dustin pointed to his jumper that had knitted millennium falcons instead of snowflakes, “is a Star Wars Christmas jumper and therefore the superior one here.”



Mike glanced over to where Will had now joined El and Jonathan. He loved how happy they all seemed to be, laughing and smiling together like real siblings. He wished he could be more like that with Nancy. Mike was trying, they’d been closer these past few years than ever before, but it still felt like they weren’t quite open with each other yet.



Jonathan ruffled El’s hair and she swatted his hand away, claiming she’d spent hours on her hair. She caught sight of Mike and grinned, leaving Jonathan and joining Mike and Dustin.



“Where’s Lucas and Max?” She asked, automatically wrapping her arm around Mike’s waist as he draped an arm lazily over her shoulder. It was so casual these touches that sometimes they didn’t even realise they were doing it.



“I don’t know, probably under some mistletoe or something.” Dustin grimaced at the image.



“Mistletoe?”  It had been awhile since El came across a word she didn’t know.



“Mistletoe. It’s these leaves that if you’re under you’re supposed to kiss whoever you’re under it with.” Mike wasted no time explaining to El.



“Like in that movie?” She had watched some cheesy Christmas movie with Mike and the characters had kissed under some leaves. She didn’t realise that was mistletoe.



“I’d be happy to show you El.” Dustin grinned but Mike didn’t find the joke funny. He glared at Dustin, causing El and Dustin to burst out laughing.



“Come on,” she grabbed Mike’s hand and looked around for some green leaves hanging from the ceiling.



She rested her hands on his shoulders and Mike rested his hands on her waist.



“Merry Christmas Mike.”



“Merry Christmas El.”



They slowly leaned in, their lips meeting gently in the middle.



Hopper walked by and pretended he hadn’t seen that, deciding to go get another glass of eggnog.