phobia | elmax

cuddles

after the long last hour of the party, max and eleven were finally allowed to leave.
they were outside of the house, waiting for billy to show up.
max and eleven had barely spoken to eachother since the kiss.
each second that went by, eleven grew guilty about letting nancy force max to kiss her.

"hey, are you—" eleven walked closer to max.

she was interrupted by billy's car honking.

"took you long enough." max complains.
"yeah, i almost fell asleep." billy admits.

max and eleven laugh as they get into the car.

the car ride home was mostly silent.
the only time max spoke was to answer a few questions from billy or to tell him to turn down the rock music he was blasting.
eleven was sure max was mad at her.

"eleven, your sleeping over tonight right?" billy asks, interrupting elevens thoughts.

eleven looks at max for her permission.
max smiles and nods.

"uh...yeah." eleven answers.

billy nods and parks in front of the house.
eleven and max get out of the car and wait for billy to do the same.

"you guys can go inside. i'm gonna call someone." billy says as he pulls out his phone.

they nod and go inside.

"you've been quiet for a while, what's going on?" max asks eleven with concerned eyes.
"i should be asking you the same thing." eleven laughs.
"c'mon." max grabs elevens hand and takes her upstairs.

they ignore mayas questions as they go into max's room.

"what's going on, el?" max asks once the door is closed.
"i'm just worried..." eleven trails off.

max takes a seat next to eleven on her bed.

"worried about what?"
"we haven't talked much since we kissed. i'm just worried your mad at me or—" eleven explains,
"eleven, stop. i'm not mad at you, i said i would do it remember?" max frowns.
"i know but still." eleven cries.
"i'm not mad at you, el." max pulls eleven into her chest and hugs her tightly. "i could never be mad at you."

eleven hugs back and smiles.

"now let's get ready for bed, it's late." max suggests.

eleven nods in agreement.

~
once they were ready, they immediately went to bed.
they were really tired after the party.

"max, you still awake?" eleven whispers.
"yeah, what's wrong?" max asks.
"i'm cold." eleven says, "would it be weird if i cuddled you?"
"no, go ahead." max chuckles.

eleven scoots closer to max and wraps her arms around her.
she felt really comfortable, and so did max.

"goodnight." max smiles.
"goodnight." eleven says back. "i love you."

max's eyes widens but she shuts it closed again, pretending she didn't hear it.
this was the second time eleven had said that to her.
it was probably just a friend thing but it still made max feel weird inside.