a/n: this is going to be a fight imagine because I don't do those often. this will be my first actually. *also, please send around the net neutrality bill to save our internet* enjoy :)

The day before your birthday was the day your boyfriend had left for the upside down and hadn't come back for a while.

Your head hurt.

All of this never made any sense.

First, he said he wanted to protect you and not let you get hurt from something as dangerous as this.

But then, he went back on his words.

Took it upon himself to go into the upside down and fight this giant creature. A creature that could easily take someone down, like you had seen with one of your friends.

You now sat looking out the kitchen's window, mad tears flowing down your face as you waited for his bike to pull up into your grass like it always did.

Suddenly, you saw the front light of a bike.

You hurriedly got up, not bothering to wipe the still forming tears, and rushed out the front door and into his arms before he could say anything else.

"Hey, hey."

You sobbed into his chest as he tried to coo you.

"Mike Wheeler, you can't just keep running off like this! You can't!" You let go of him, wiping away some of the tears.

He stared back at you with a slight frown on his lips.

"Mike, say something."

He sighed, looking down at the bike that was now laying in the grass.

"I'm doing this to help Will."

"Why not just let Joyce and Hopper take care of this! I can't- I can't lose you." You softened your voice at the end of the sentence.

"If I lose you, I'll go to school and have to put a smile on my face like nothing is wrong. I'll have to pretend to be happy around everyone, and only two people will know the truth. Two people."

Mike sighed. "I'm being careful."

"How! How the hell can you be careful in the upside down, Mike? There are demogorgans lurking around every corner!"

He came closer, wiping away some of your tears from off your cheeks.

"I- I love you so much." You whispered, feeling of his thumb and pointer brushing your cheek.

"What?" He asked, taken aback suddenly.

You nodded, looking up at him, and quickly pulling his lips to yours. You felt the softness of his pushing slightly more aggressive on yours.

When you let go, you smiled.

"You can't die, Wheeler. I love you too much."

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okay, okay, okay.

i know what you are thinking.

"that wasn't even a fight!"

yeah, okay, don't attack me. i was in a really crappy mood when I first wrote that title & had the idea so I wanted to write something with a fight but you know, it's okay, because it's still a fight but not as crazy as I had once thought of it to be. i'm in a very good mood currently because it's officially Christmas break!!!!

i'm actually pretty busy during the break but you know, I'll make time.

thanks for reading & stay strange(r) (things) my friends.

-katherine

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