12. Homecoming (Lumax, Mileven, Will&Dustin)

A/N: Wow, okay lmao, that's a yes on smut, then! Pls remember I'm not taking Prompts (of any kind) yet, so wait until I give you guys the green light again; it'll probably be in about 8 chapters, so bear with me! This is for 'iAmCC' who wanted a High School Homecoming dance. Enjoy! Btw, sorry I've been slow on updates. I know I had been posting daily, but I've been so busy!

Prompt: Mileven and Lumax at Homecoming.

"Wow, look at you, carrot!" Will exclaimed with a smile. "You do own a dress."

"Shut up." Max rolled her eyes, shoving the boy good naturally.

"You okay there, Mike?" Dustin teased the taller boy as his friend began imitating a fish, opening and closing his mouth rapidly, staring at the brown haired girl giggling in front of him, clad in a burgundy dress.

"Hey!" Lucas said with a high-pitched voice, flushing as Max smiled shyly at him.

"Hey, stalker." She shifted to stand closer to him. "You clean up nicely."

"Thanks," he smiled, cheeks matching her red ones. "You look amazing."

"Ugh," Will groaned, placing his cup on the table. "When did this turn into Fluff Town?"

"Probably about the time she came around." Dustin motioned with his head at El, who was currently trying to disappear in Mike's embrace; or at least that's what it looked like for Dustin.

A few hours in, Homecoming was great.

The appetizers were amazing, the decorations were eye-catching, the music was spot-on and the company was to die-for.

After being taken under Steve's caring wing, Dustin had shaken Stacy's stinging rejection off, and came back from it with a new found confidence thanks to Nancy's indulgent praises. He was now the life of the dance floor, and had already danced the night away with a handful of girls. It seemed like High School would be a bright road ahead.

Will had been wing-maning Dustin all night; he had his share of fun with the ladies, too. Even though he was suspecting girls weren't really his thing, he couldn't deny there were pretty ones in High School. Rachel Benson had asked him to be her date for Homecoming, but after a previous agreement with the whole party and a 'No Date' contract, he had to refuse the pretty girl. That didn't stop him from dancing with her, though. "Got a thing for blondes, Will?" Lucas had asked him when Rachel had approached their table. Will guessed he kind of did. Patrick Adams was blond, after all.

"What happened to the No Date contract?" Dustin asked Lucas teasingly as they crossed paths on the dance floor.

"You're not even with us!" He huffed, as Max laughed beside him.

"Damn right I'm not with you!" Dustin laughed as he twirled Becca Ritz in one hand and Ashley Adams on the other one. "And I'm happy here!"

Lucas shook his head as his curly friend danced away from him, turning back to the red headed beauty in front of him. Max was wearing an emerald green strapless dress; her bare shoulders shining with freckles. She had refused to wear the heels her mom insisted on, choosing a pair of pretty flats to go with the look, instead. He smiled when she caught him staring. "You really do look amazing."

She laughed, blushing prettily. "Stop."

"What?" He grinned, causing Max to laugh again, hiding her face against the crook of his neck while blushing harder. "What?"

A few couples behind them, El laughed as Mike attempted to moonwalk. "What? No success?" The boy asked amused as she nearly doubled over.

"You're just bending your knees! You look ridiculous." She wiped her eyes, careful of not smudging her eyeliner.

"And you look stunning." He smiled softly, grabbing her waist and tugging her closer.

"Really?" She asked with a smile, placing her hands on his shoulders.

"Really." He nodded, leaning down and pressing a quick kiss to her lips.

El hummed, looking up at him when they broke apart. "When did you get so tall?"

Mike laughed, throwing his head back and receiving a look from the girl behind him. "Maybe you're just really small." He smirked.

"I know you think I'm a midget, but that's because you're the size of a mountain." She laughed, running her hands on the soft fabric of his suit.

"I love this color on you." She admitted as she ran her hands on the lapels on his chest. He had rented a navy blue suit, the color making a great contrast with the dark charcoal of his hair. Her bright eyes blinked up at him, and Mike thought he couldn't be more in love even if he tried. "You look stunning, too."

"Oh, really?" He smiled down at her, acting coy, fluttering his eyelashes.

"Really." She leaned on her tiptoes as he leaned down again, pressing their lips together for a long time.