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body heat meme

The Body Heat Meme

Post with your character! They're now stuck in a very cold place of your choice. It can be anything, such as a freezing chamber, a cavern or a small cabin in the midst of a blizzard. The choice is up to you.
Comment around! Now your character has some company in this bone-chilling environment. The two of them share two things in common: clothes completely unfitting for this weather (be they summer clothes or even lingerie) and a blanket.
A blanket? Yes, just one warm blanket and no other ways to escape the cold. The two of them will have to share it in order to stay alive in this weather. Don't worry, you're sure to find a common language in this terrible situation!
So, uh, have fun, I suppose. Try to not freeze to death!
Protip: friction and body heat are both excellent ways to fend off cold.

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Hey. [ He's going to hug her now because even though she's back in his life now, he rarely gets to see her. It still isn't safe according to Hopper. ]

Sorry if I smell like trash. [ He murmurs into her shoulder because he was holding a bag of trash five seconds ago. She feels freezing and for a moment Mike just rubs up and down her back in an effort to warm her up.

Eventually he pulls back to smile at her, obviously happy to see her. ] It's just my sisters at home. Holly's asleep and Nancy's taking a bath... [ He needs to hide Eleven from Nancy. She'd either tell Hopper she was here or never leave them alone together. ] Let's go upstairs but be super quiet about it, okay? [ He takes hold of her hand and leads her up the stairs, making sure his steps are quiet as possible, until they're inside his room. ]

[She hugs him back instantly, winding her arms around his back and laying her head against his shoulder. She doesn't think he smells like trash, though. She shivers against him as he rubs her back, because she's definitely freezing and she doesn't like being cold anymore than she likes being alone. But she'd also be cold and at Mike's than cold and alone at the cabin.

She returns the smile, not sure why Nancy seeing her would be a bad thing because Nancy knows all about her. Or at least quite a bit, if not all.

Still, she nods in agreement.]

Okay.

[She moves as quietly as she can - which let's face it - is pretty quiet. She squeezes his hand as he leads her into his room and she looks around, already picking up on subtle changes that have been made since the last time she was here. A lot of the things - the figurines, the dinosaurs - are gone now, and she looks at him curiously, but she shivers again before she can ask.]

[ It's like Mike can read her mind sometimes - she doesn't say anything but he can tell just by her looking around that she's wondering where some of his stuff went. ]

Oh, uh, my mom made me give up some of my things for a yard sale. [ He frowns when he remembers. They haven't had the yard sale yet though and he knows where the box of his toys are in the house. He could probably steal it back if he wanted, maybe give the stuff to Eleven instead. Who cares if it pissed off his mom. ] She sucks...

[ He notices her still shivering. ] Hold on, I think I have an old blanket somewhere...

[ He opens up the closet in his room and after a moment of chucking various things out to get a better look, he finds an old patchwork quilt he used to have when he was younger. He takes it out to wrap around Eleven's shoulders. ] Is that better?

[It's probably good that he can read her so well, considering how little she actually talks. More than before, but still a lot less than most people.]

Why?

[She frowns, too, confused about why his mom is making him give things away. Then she watches as he starts digging through his closet, eyes widening as things go flying. An almost inaudible laugh escapes her because usually when things go flying, it's because she's making it happen.

Eleven exhales when he wraps the blanket around her shoulders. It makes her think of the night they met and he'd given her his jacket because she was soaked from the rain.]

Yes. Thank you.

[ Mike shrugs. ] I guess it was a punishment for being bad at school.

[ Glad the blanket helps, he moves to sit on the edge of his bed, gesturing for her to sit next to him. ] Did anyone see you come here? [ He hopes not, or she could be in danger right now. He couldn't lose her again. ]

You aren't bad.

[She almost sounds indignant at the thought. If there's one thing she knows for certain, it's that Mike is the very pinnacle of all things good in the world.

She sits beside him, leaning into him a little and shaking her head.]

No one around. Quiet.

[ He has to smile a little at how much she wants to argue that he isn't bad. In retrospect, 'bad' was a... well, bad word to use. She associates it too much with the bad men. ]

I did some stupid stuff at school while you were away... [ Mike fiddles with his hands in his lap. ] I just felt sad all the time. Or mad. [ Or both. ] Mad that everyone was just... getting on with their lives, acting like everything was fine when it wasn't 'cause you were gone. [ A lot of the time he hated everyone - even his best friends sometimes - for being happy when Eleven wasn't there.

He leans into her too, feeling her curls against his cheek. ] Yeah, quiet. But nice.

[She looks down at his hands when he moves them, and then she reaches out and covers them with one of her own, stilling them. Her eyes are sad as she listens to him. She knows how much he'd missed her - had witnessed every night. Her own private torment. As much as she'd missed him, somehow it had been worse witnessing his own misery night after night. She never wants him to be sad like that again.]

Me too. [Her voice is hushed and she rests her head against his, closing her eyes.] Was mad at Hopper a lot. He kept saying 'soon.' But it never happened.

[Which is pretty much how this year is going, too, except she's not going to let Hopper keep her away from Mike as long as he had before.]

Nice.

[ Mike didn't want to think about Hopper right now. Thinking about Hopper only made Mike worry how he was going to punish Eleven later for coming here. She'd risked a lot to come be with him, not just the wrath of the chief but her life by being seen in public. ]

You're probably tired from all that walking, huh? [ At least, that's what he thinks from her closing her eyes. ] Do you wanna lie down?

[ He'd never cuddled Eleven before, but he wanted to, if she wanted to. ]

[She's not too worried about Hopper's reaction. He'll have to get used to it. And considering she'd trekked out of Hawkins by hitchhiking and then returned back by train and nothing bad had happened, she feels like she's probably mostly safe.]

Just cold. [And he doesn't feel cold, he feels warm. She lifts her head to look at him, eyes curious.]

Yes. [She's never been cuddled before, period, but she's seen it on TV. It looks nice.]

[ Mike's hoping he won't be awful at this, since it's his first time cuddling a girl. But Eleven was his first kiss too and she didn't act like he was terrible at that.

Moving to the top of his bed, he rests his head half against his pillow, which leaves Eleven to share the other half. He rearranges her blanket from around her as well so it's more over the both of them, even pulling it over their heads, so it almost feels like they're under his blanket fort downstairs. Facing her on his side, he's not quite touching her yet, until he shifts to be closer to her. When it doesn't seem like she minds how close he is, Mike eventually puts his arm around her. ]

This okay?

[Eleven waits until Mike is situated on his side of the bed before she slips her shoes off and then lies down beside him, relaxing when he pulls the blanket over their heads. It does remind her of the fort downstairs and a small smile touches her mouth. She shifts so she's on her side facing him and when he moves closer and puts his arm around her, she moves a little closer, too.

Then she wraps her arm around his waist and nods.]

Yes. [Their noses are almost touching and she gazes at him intently.] Better.

[ It's hard not to get lost in her eyes when she's looking at him like that. He can feel their breaths mingling together and if he didn't feel warm before, he definitely does now. ]

So, uh... this is called cuddling. [ He explains to her, wanting her to know the word in case she ever wants to ask him to do this with her again. ]

[She's already starting to feel warmer, too. Her shivering has entirely ceased.]

I like cuddling. [It's nice. It feels safe, and comfortable. She likes being close to Mike more than just about anything.]

[ There's definitely more color in her cheeks now, Mike has noticed. ]

Me too. [ Well, he likes cuddling Eleven. He's not really interested in cuddling anyone else. Same goes for kissing.

Speaking of kissing, it feels like the perfect moment to do just that. So he leans in, closing his eyes...

And that's when Nancy - who must be out of the bathroom now - yells Mike's name from downstairs, demanding to know why that trash bag he threw earlier is where it is. It completely interrupts the moment and Mike could seriously kill his sister right now. ]

Because it is! [ Mike shouts back huffily. He hears her tell him to come downstairs and move it before their parents come home, and Mike lets out a dramatically loud groan before focusing on Eleven again. ]

I'll be right back. [ He grazes his nose against hers, not quite a kiss, but still an affectionate gesture. ] Don't go anywhere, okay?

[She smiles when he says he likes it, too. It's even nicer than what she thought it would be like when she saw it on TV.

Her heart speeds up when she sees him leaning in, like he's going to kiss her. She waits, holding her breath, until Nancy yells up.

She reaches out and rests a hand on his cheek for a moment and then a soft, surprised noise escapes her when he brushes his nose against hers. That's new. She props herself up on one elbow as he gets out of bed.]

I'll stay here.

[She definitely doesn't want to go back out in the cold yet. Or at all, really, but she knows she's going to have to before all is said and done.]

[ Mike reluctantly leaves her under the blanket and closes his bedroom door behind him, practically running downstairs in a way Nancy will probably find suspicious. He can feel her giving him a funny look as he hurries outside and he puts the bag inside the trash can instead. He's hoping Nancy will just think he's just being her weird brother, as usual.

Before he goes back to Eleven, he finds the hiding spot where his mom put his toys for the yard sale and looks around for the one he's looking for. He can only take one. His mom won't notice one missing.

He goes back to his room and slips under the blanket again. ] Hi. I, uh, got you a present. [ It's hidden behind his back, which he pulls out to show her. It's Rory the dinosaur. ] I want you to have him.

[She tugs the blanket up and over her head once he's gone, partially because she's colder instantly and partially in case someone peeks in so they won't see her. She lets her eyes close as she curls up into the pillow, starting to shiver once again.

When she was here before she hadn't spent much time in Mike's room because it had been too risky. Apparently his parents rarely went to the basement. Even now at the cabin with Hopper, she still misses the blanket fort in his basement. But mostly she just misses being around him, in general. There's so much he still doesn't know. There's never enough time.

She hears footsteps approaching and holds her breath until Mike's sliding under the covers with her again, and then she relaxes, curious when he says he has a present for her. Her eyes light up when he holds out Rory.]

Thank you. [She reaches out and takes the dinosaur from him, smiling.]

[ Mike returns her smile. ] I'd rather you have him than some random kid...

You're shivering again. [ He notices all of a sudden, his smile fading into a frown. ] Maybe you need a drink to warm you up? I could make you some hot cocoa?

[ Which would require him going downstairs into the kitchen, leaving her, again, and he starts to move without waiting for her answer. It doesn't occur to him that what Eleven probably needs most right now is him. ]

[She'd rather have him, too. She holds onto the dinosaur for a moment, until Mike starts to get up, and then she reaches out and catches his arm, shaking her head. Her eyes are wide.]

Stay.

[She doesn't want him to leave again. More cuddles, Mike. That's what she wants.]

[ There's that same look on her face the first night they met and he was about to close the bathroom door on her completely, before she stopped him. Mike's eyes go wide as well in surprise, then they soften. ]

Okay. [ No hot cocoa, then. Mike shifts back into the same position he was in before he went downstairs to deal with the trash, his arm back around her. Back to cuddles. ]

[She relaxes the grip on his arm, laying her head back down on the pillow as he moves closer once more. This time she moves closer, too, resting her forehead against his.]

Mike?

[Her voice is hushed, barely a whisper.]

[ Mike keeps his voice equally hushed when he responds. ] Yeah?

[ His gaze is curious as he wonders what she'll say next. ]

I have a sister.

[Her expression is always more open around Mike than anyone else and right now is no exception. There's sadness in her eyes but there's a small smile on her face. She hasn't even told Hopper that much about Kali yet. She'd wanted to talk to Mike first.]

[ Mike certainly wasn't expecting that. And he thought she'd be happier about having a sister, about feeling less alone when she had family out there, but he can tell by her eyes that it's not as simple as that. ]

Is she... like you? [ He taps his fingers gently against her 011 tattoo above her wrist to make his question clearer. ]

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