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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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[ 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. ]

[Nothing about their lives is simple. She doubts it ever will be, all things considered.]

Yes. Eight.

[She pauses.]

Kali. She's older. In Chicago. I went there.

Woah, you went all the way to Chicago? [ Unlike Hopper, he actually sounds impressed rather than horrified. ]

So... what's she like? Is she nice?

Yes.

[She smiles a little, even if she'd been secretly amused by Hopper's reaction. She'd still been kind of mad at him and also she didn't feel sorry that she'd gone to Chicago. She'd needed to go.]

A nice man in a truck drove me.

[And now it gets more complicated.]

Yes, but... [She looks uncertain, then props herself up on one elbow so she can look at him better, expression troubled.]

She's going after them. The bad men.

[ Mike mirrors her as the conversation gets more serious, up on one elbow with his chin against his hand. ]

After them? Like... hunting them down? [ He bites his lip, concern etching his features. ] On her own?

[Eleven nods slightly, meeting his eyes.]

Yes. [She hesitates for a moment.] With friends. [Not all of whom she trusted by any means.]

I helped find one.

[She lets her gaze drop.]

[ It's in Eleven's nature to help find people, Mike gets that. But to help hunt one of the bad men down... That doesn't seem like her. All he'd ever known her to do was to hide from them, and she only ever hurt them out of self-defense. She didn't hunt them like prey, or out of revenge. That had to be all Kali's doing. ]

What happened after you found them? [ He could guess what happened, what Kali wanted to do him, but Mike wants to know the details. He wants to know how Eleven felt about it. ]

[She's quiet for a long moment.]

Wanted to hurt him. [And by hurt she means kill.] He hurt Mama. [Her voice is barely audible.]

I couldn't.

[ His heart breaks for her when she mentions her mother too, another victim of the bad men. But it doesn’t actually surprise him to hear she couldn’t, though. ]

I would have wanted to, too... [ Hell, he wanted to kill “Papa” when he saw his hands on her at the lab. ] But that would have made you like the bad men, and you’re not like them. [ He cups her cheek with his palm, encouraging her to look at him. ] You’re a good person. That’s why you couldn’t.

[She does look at him and a tear trickles down her cheek. She sniffs a little, leaning into his touch. She's not too sure about the good person part, but she knows, somehow, there's a difference between what she'd done to the bad people at the school that night and what she'd almost done to the man who'd hurt Mama.]

She's good, too. Just wrong.

[ Mike wipes the tear away with his thumb. ] Yeah. Good people can be wrong about a lot of things. Doesn’t make them bad.

Are you glad you met her?

[She thinks that makes sense, because Hopper is a good person but there are things he's been wrong about, too.]

Yes. But I miss her.

[She knows, though, that she'd done the right thing. Made the right choice by coming back and not staying with Kali. She doesn't want her entire life to be about the Bad Men. There hadn't really been a choice to make. Mike and her friends had been in trouble and the decision had been made without any thought. She had to help them, simple as that.

Eleven gazes at him for a moment, then leans in slowly and kisses his lips, soft and sweet before pulling away.]

It’s not like you can’t ever see her again, right? You could go back to Chicago to visit. Maybe let Hopper drive you next time though. [ No more getting into vehicles with strangers, please. ] Maybe if you talk to her more, you’ll change her mind.

[ He’s so busy talking about Eleven’s sister that he doesn’t see the kiss coming, surprised at first, especially since she’s never initiated one between them before. Then he gently returns it, smiling as she pulls back. ]

What was that for?

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