El had never celebrated Christmas before, the boys knew this. They didn’t really have to ask - her confused gaze and questioning eyes when they mentioned the name Santa Claus kind of gave it away.
So after explaining the concept of Christmas, and presents and family, maybe even snow if it’s cold enough, El couldn’t wait for Christmas.
After all, it would be her first - and it would be with the people she cared about most.
The whole idea of presents was what encaptured El. And not receiving them - giving them. She liked the sound of people being happy to receive them and remembered the only times she felt happy in the lab were when Papa gave her a present. She wanted people to feel what she felt in those rare moments.
So when Christmas Eve came, and all six kids and their families met at the Wheeler household, El couldn’t contain her excitement, gripping the bag with her friends’ presents even tighter. Hopper looked down at the young girl he was proud to now call his own and smiled adoringly.
“Max and the boys are downstairs, go right ahead.” Karen smiled warmly as El hugged Hopper before rushing towards the basement stairs, almost tumbling down.
“Don’t break anything!” She heard Hopper yell after her. She found it funny when he went into dad mode - it was so rare for him.
Arriving at the bottom of the stairs, El halted in her tracks.
It was breath taking - the bright lights, the colourful streamers, the intricate wreathes. It was beautiful. She’d never seen anything like it!
As soon as she hit the last step, all heads in the room turned in her direction.
“Hey El!” A chorus of voices hit her ears as she made her way over. They were all playing what looked to be a card game.
“Hi,” she blushed, still never warming to the idea of all the attention being on her.
All the boys and Max scrambled to their feet, each coming to give El a big, warm Christmas hug - exactly what she needed during the cold, winter nights.
After receiving the last bear hug from Dustin, El shuffled back so she was standing before all five of her friends.
Slowly and delicately, she raised the bag with all her presents.
“Merry Christmas,” she murmured, her cheeks tinting crimson.
Max was the first to grab the bag, eager to unfold the pink tissue paper concealing the gifts inside.
“Max, don’t snatch.” Will chided, ever the parental figure of the group.
“Sorry…” Max mumbled. El giggled and just shrugged.
Max reached into the large bag, fumbling around until she found a small box enveloped in a large layer of pink tissue with her name scribbled on it.
Max shook it slightly before ripping through the paper, uncovering the box beneath. She turned the box over in her hands before shaking it once more - only a light rattle sounding out.
Eagerly, Max ripped it open to uncover a purple (because it’s not as girly as pink but still stylish) friendship bracelet. In the middle, there was a silver bead with the letter ’M’ printed on it.
El held up her own purple bracelet, only her’s had the letter ‘E.’
“So we match,” She said.
Max smiled adoringly down at the bracelet before giving El yet another hug, murmuring it was the best present she could’ve received.
El smiled before turning to Lucas who was already undoing the tissue paper on his present.
After fumbling with the wrapping for a minute longer, Lucas managed to uncover what was inside - a red camo bandana.
Which conveniently went perfectly with his red Christmas sweater.
“It’s awesome! Thanks so much, El.” Lucas stepped forward to give El a large hug before stepping back and tying it around his head.
When the kids had turned to the next person, they weren’t at all surprised to find the wrapping paper already on the floor and the present laying delicately in the recipients’ hands.
Low and behold there was a ‘Lando Calrissian’ figurine resting gently on Dustin’s palm. It was a beautiful choice - reminding everyone - well almost everyone - about some of their crazier times together.
“I love it!” Dustin shouted before diving towards El and picking her up like a rag doll.
“Y-you’re welcome, D-Dustin.” El managed to stammer out with limited breath.
“Oh- sorry.” He giggled, placing her down gently before taking his place back between Lucas and Will.
He leant down and picked up the now lighter gift bag, handing it to Will.
Will glanced up at El and gave her a big grin, to which El returned just as sincerely.
Leaning into the bag, Will grabbed the largest of all the presents which had his name scrawled across it in El’s familiar, loopy handwriting.
Delicately removing the tape, he unwrapped the bright pink tissue paper, revealing a large sketchbook and some coloured pencils. Everyone knew of Will’s love for art so they knew how much a present like this would mean to him.
“It’s amazing. Thank you, El.”
Will gushed, looking up at her.
El blushed again and looked down.
“No problem, Will.” She smiled, going forward to give him a quick hug before stepping back.
That left one present in the discarded and slightly crumpled Christmas bag.
“Saved the best for last.” Max teased, picking up the bag and passing it to Mike.
Mike gently took the bag before turning to El.
El refused to meet his gaze and looked down. Out of all the presents in that bag, Mike’s was the only one she was unsure about.
Leaning into the bag, Mike grabbed the flat, rectangular present, coiled tightly in pink tissue paper.
Flipping it over, he removed the tape before slowly undoing the wrapping. After about a minute of nothing but the sound of rumpling and crunching, Mike uncovered the gift.
He almost stopped breathing.
Laying in Mike’s hands was a beautiful silver photo frame, engraved with the word 'promise’ across the top.
And inside the photo slot, was a beautiful candid picture of Mike and El, sitting next to each other, eating eggos and laughing until their guts hurt as they had a picnic in the Wheeler’s backyard. His mum must’ve taken it when they weren’t looking.
It was - perfect. No other word could describe it. She was perfect.
Glancing up, Mike smiled before walking towards El and enclosing her in a loving hug. El wrapped her arms around Mike’s torso, leaning into his warm embrace.
“Thank you, El,” he breathed into her ear, tickling her skin.
“It’s perfect…just like you.” He murmured, pulling back to look her in the eye.
El released a breath, allowing the blood to flow delicately onto her cheeks. She was so relieved and grateful that he liked his gift.
“I-I’m glad you like it.” She mumbled, her cheeks turning even more pink.
“You ready to see your present?” He asked, pulling away from her but keeping a firm grasp on her hand.
“Yes,” she breathed, not able to contain her smile. All the others turned and lead the way out of the basement towards the back door.
Where were they going?
Following after them, Mike and El made their way outside where El stopped in her tracks.
All five of her closest friends were standing there, grinning at her.
A huge smile spread across El’s face.
“Told ya she’d love it.” Dustin giggled, nudging Mike in the arm.
Standing before them was a pink bicycle. El’s very own pink bicycle.
She’d dreamed of owning her own for so long! Not that she didn’t love riding on Mike’s with him of course.
“For me?” She squeaked, still not believing what was really in front of her.
“Yup, all yours!” Lucas piped up.
Will stepped forward, bringing out something from behind his back.
“Just while you get the hang of things,” Will playfully remarked, before presenting a beautiful white helmet decorated with purple, pink and blue flowers.
Taking the helmet in her hand, El looked it over before glancing at the faces of all her friends.
“I-I don’t know wha-what to say.” She stammered, eyes beginning to water.
“You say, Merry Christmas!” Max replied, all the boys following in her words.
El couldn’t believe what amazing friends she had.
“There’s still an hour before dinner, why don’t we go for a ride?” Lucas suggested.
“Yeah, teach El how to ride her own bike for once, hey Wheeler?” Dustin smirked, knowing fully well Mike didn’t want to buy El her own bike.
He’d never admit it to the guys, but he loved it when El wrapped her arms tightly around his waist as they flew through the streets of Hawkins. It’s one of the many things he loved doing with El.
But he knew she’d always wanted her own.
“Uh- yeah.” Mike mumbled, scratching the back of his neck, inadvertently allowing a scarlet red to flood his freckled cheeks.
“Let’s go!” Max yelled, already making her way over to her skateboard.
“Right behind you!” The boys all called, leaving El and Mike standing there.
Turning to El, Mike kept his firm grip on her hand.
“Merry Christmas, El,” Mike smiled, his gaze never once wavering from her own.
“Merry Christmas, Mike,” El smiled, thinking over how grateful she was.
“IT IS JUST SO DISGUSTING!” Yuri shouted
while throwing one of his pillows across his room in a moment of rage.
He was sitting on his bed, skyping his
boyfriend after a hard day of training. He had spent all morning with Yakov on
the ice and then all afternoon locked in the ballet studio with Lilia, he was a
little tired to say the least. Not tired enough to miss out on his evening
skype call with his boyfriend.
Otabek gave a small hum, not glancing up
from the book he was writing in. He had said something about having to finish
some work or something for school. Unlike himself, Otabek was studying
part-time, trying to earn himself a music degree of some kind.
Yuri could honestly admit to not knowing
what degree his boyfriend was getting and was only assuming it was a music
degree. Otabek didn’t talk about it and Yuri didn’t want to ask.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm
himself as he picked his phone up and started to scroll through it again. Since
the pet debate on twitter the other day, JJ –who somehow had his number- had
been spamming him with pictures of his pet snakes. Sure, snakes were somewhat cool
but they weren’t cats.
“I mean, he had just been spamming me with
photos,” Yuri huffed in annoyance, earning another hum from his boyfriend.
“Snakes aren’t even that cool, not when you
compare them to tigers, or even pumas,” Yuri said while turning his phone
towards his camera.
“Beka, look, he even kisses them!” he said
while centring the picture of JJ kissing his green snake on the top of its head.
Otabek glanced up from his book, stared at the picture before nodding his head.
“Cute,” Otabek mumbled before returning back
to his book.
“Excuse me?” he gaped in surprise.
“I said cute, that’s Miss JJ, right?”
Otabek said while leaning out of view for a moment before returning with
another book in his hand.
“Miss JJ?” he questioned in confusion.
“Yeah, Jackie-Jewel,” Otabek said, pausing
and finally looking at him. “I knew JJ got a new snake, but it was only one
from what I am aware of.”
“Yes?” he replied while turning the phone
back to him and flipping through all the photos.
There were easily a hundred photos, with a
mixture of all three of JJ’s snake – some with and without their obnoxious
Jackie-Jewell, or Miss JJ -that was actually
a lot less confusing then just JJ or using the snakes full name- seemed to be dressed
up in almost all the photos that had been send to him. The gorgeous green snake
was always wearing little hats or ‘snake jackets’ as JJ dubbed the sock the
snake was sometimes wrapped up in. JJ also sent a lot of pictures of the snake
just chilling, hanging off JJ or on a branch.
Then there was VV, JJ’s only male snake who
always seemed to wrapped around the man. JJ had even sent him a photo of him
and his band preforming with the ball python wrapped around his neck. Had he
mentioned how long the snake was, it was easily longer than he was tall and
that was terrifying.
And then there was all the pictures of JJ’s
tiny, baby snake. The reverse striped California kingsnake, who he was half
convinced was named after JJ’s fiancé.
Yuri hated to admit it but Bell-Bell was
really cute. Not cute like a kitten, but still cute. It was tiny, and seemed to
enjoy just chilling around JJ’s wrist if all the photos of JJ’s stylish snake
bracelet were anything to go by.
“Why would you call them cute?” he
questioned his boyfriend while glancing up from his phone. Otabek paused and
looked up from his homework to stare at him curiously.
“I mean, they are cute? Especially in
person, VV is just as cuddly in person as he looks in photos and Miss JJ is hypnotising,”
Otabek said with a shrug.
“In person? You’ve meet JJ’s snakes?” he
asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Yes,” Otabek nodded, “JJ and I use to be rink
mates after all. I have spent plenty of time with his snakes.”
Yuri stayed silent as he stared at his
boyfriend for a long moment. Sure, he had known that Otabek and JJ use to be rink
mates but he hadn’t been aware of how close the two of them were.
“Here,” Otabek sighed while picking his
phone. He stared at his boyfriend curiously before glancing down at his phone
as it vibrated in his grasp. He blinked a few times at the picture that appeared
on his screen. It was a picture of Otabek and JJ standing side by side, both of
them standing in shorts and a singlet with a snake wrapped around each other
their shoulders. VV was draped around Otabek while JJ had Miss JJ around his shoulders.
“Wow,” he found
himself mumbled. Otabek with a snake wrapped around his neck was rather hot, it
really helped solidify his bad boy vibe.
“I like reptiles,”
Otabek admitted, causing him to turn his attention back to his boyfriend. He
opened his mouth to reply when Potya decided it was her time to make an
appearance. The fluff white cat jumped onto the bed, momentarily blocking his
view of Otabek as she walked across his keyboard. He scooped the cat up and set
her down in his lap, smiling to himself as she almost immediately started to
purr while settling down in his lap. He gave the fluffy cat a few pats before
turning back to his computer, he half expected to see Otabek to be working away
on whatever homework he was trying to finish but instead found his boyfriend
staring at him with a gentle smile on his lips.
“Cats aren’t bad,”
Otabek said while leaning back in his chair.
“Cats are amazing,”
he huffed, “Better then snakes.”
“I don’t know
about that, you get a lot more attention with a snake,” Otabek stated.
clearly haven’t meet Potya before,” he responded while leaning down to press a
kiss to the top of his cat’s head, grinning to himself when she let out a loud,
proud meow in response.
“You are probably
right,” Otabek said with a nod of his head. They both went silent for a moment,
him gently patting Potya as Otabek went back to writing in his book. Yuri had never
had anything like this before, a comfortable silence. It was normally awkward
or uncomfortable, but everything that involved Otabek was easy and comfortable.
“So,” he mumbled
after a few minutes of silence, “You like reptiles?”
Otabek paused and
looked at him in confusion for a moment before a look of realisation appeared
on his face.
“Oh, I never told
you,” Otabek mumbled.
“Told me what?”
he questioned in confusion.
“I own lizards,”
Otabek stated simply. He sat there for a moment, staring at his boyfriend blankly
with his cat curled up happily in his lap, purring like a lawnmower.
“What?” he said,
a little louder than he should of.
“Yeah, want to
meet them?” Otabek asked, before he could say anything, his boyfriend was
pushing all his homework to the side and disappearing out of view.
groaned, he couldn’t believe it. His boyfriend was just like JJ.
Why couldn’t Otabek
have a cat or something normal like that?
But he supposed
lizards were cooler than snakes, so it wasn’t so bad.
It also really helped
his boyfriend’s bad boy vibe, more than the picture of him with JJ’s snake.