Mike and Eleven || I promise

It was half way through their 9th grade year when they finally began to transition into the next step of their relationship. Before then the closest thing they had done to being intimate was holding hands, hugging, or the small closed mouth kisses that lasted for a few seconds.

El was innocent, she wasn't like other teenagers their age. She didn't even know what sex was, everyone else had learned about it during health class 8th grade year.

They were growing up, and changing. Hormones were starting to kick in, Mike always tried his best to control himself when he was around Eleven. But for some reason this particular day he couldn't hold himself back.

He watched her as she concentrated on her homework. Her brows furrowed and a look of frustration on her face. He took in every detail about her, the way her eyes squinted when she looked at her notebook. And, the way her bottom lip was stuck between her teeth. He didn't know why his need to kiss her was in the back of his mind, he tried to ignore the urge.

"Do you need help," he decided to take his mind off of his thoughts. A small chuckle leaving his lips when she glared his way, she hated asking for help.

"What subject is it," He questioned again when she didn't respond.

"Algebra," She sighed, pushing her shoulder length hair behind her ear. She finally gave in, letting him help her.

"Okay so..this equation needs to be lined up like this so you can solve it," he leaned over, scribbling down the numbers and mathematical signs.

Eleven almost stopped breathing as she noticed how close he was to her. She didn't know why it made her blood pressure rise as his elbow accidentally touched her bare skin, in the process of writing.

When he pulled back and looked up to see if she was still confused, he noticed her expression. Seeing how her eyes were wide and her mouth slightly parted.

"What's wrong," he asked, his brows furrowed in confusion as she shook her head. They sat in silence for a few moments. Some type of tension in the air.

He was surprised when she quickly leaned over to peck his lips. His eyes widened as if she had read his thoughts from earlier.

"Umm," he cleared his throat, seeing as she stayed close to him. Her eyes drifting down to his lips every now and then in curiosity.

He decided to go for it, leaning into kiss her again. His lips remaining on hers, causing her eyes to widen. They've never stayed there that long, she had thought to herself.

But for some reason she found herself leaning into it, moving her lips against his.

He pulled back abruptly, "Do you trust me," he had asked? She nodded her head.

"Relax your jaw," he had explained, she was so confused but did as he said anyway.

They began kissing again, but this time her mouth parted open, allowing their tongues to connect. She almost gasped if she could've. She felt as Mike's hands grasped her waist, pulling her closer towards him. Her own hands confused, but ending up around his neck.

She didn't know why this new feeling caused her body to burn, she didn't know why it was so intoxicating to feel their lips pressed together and their tongues to collide in a slow, passionate kiss.

When they had finally pulled away, both of them were out of breath. Their cheeks flushed and hair a mess. She stayed close, pressing her forehead against his. A smile tugging at her lips as their eyes stayed connected.

"Wow," she panted for breath, a small laugh following from Mike as he nodded his head in agreement.

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DON'T WORRY THEY WON'T DO ANYTHING MATURE UNTIL IT'S MAYBE JUNIOR YEAR OF HIGH SCHOOL I DON'T KNOW TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK. I MEAN I WANT IT TO BE REALISTIC. TEENAGERS DO THOSE THINGS.

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