#elevan

The painting (which Mike will bring up to Will now)

Who opened the door (Ffs why not brought up? Twas El, right? Or time traveling Will shenanigans?)

Mike's feelings towards Will, his crush and getting so over it (whatever they are. He is in love but even if he wasn't he'd have to react)

Honest discussion about Elmike relationship - Whether you believe Mike at the end of S4 or not, she was unconscious, and nothing in that direction happened since, so no doubt whatsoever we have to get it.

Mike realizing she plans to sacrifice herself again - it's a hot new topic and definitely demanding resolution. Probably in one discussion.

Possibly:

Max' letters (giving up on that one, cause she's awake, but maybe?)

The For Will tape. Right? Could it not exist? It does, right?

“PHWEEET” the shrill sound of a whistle pierced through the air.

“GET OUT OF THE WATER! SOMEONE IS HAVING A STROKE!” The extremely hot lifeguard skirted past the crowd and swiftly leapt into the turbulent waters.

Startled by the commotion, you arose from your half slumber, feeling parched from being out in the water for too long. Confused, you look around to see where the commotion is coming from. Throngs of swimmers started heading back towards shore, shoving all in their way, including you.

“Hey, wai-“ you tried to make sense of the situation but a strong wave threw you off your float. With barely a gasp of air, you were swept under the water, and the turbulent waves kept you from resurfacing. As you lose more air in your lungs, you began sinking into the deep abyss. You start losing warmth from your limbs.

Just as you were slowly falling, you feel as if you were lifted from the water, lifted from the grasps of death.

“Miss?” A warm, deep rich chocolatey husky voice woke you.

You tried to speak but you couldn’t, you found yourself gasping for air. Your lungs felt like shit.

“She’s not breathing, I’m going to have to do CPR!” the same warm, deep rich velvety voice announced.

“1 and 2 and 3 and 4 and 5! Come on! Stay with me!” you felt his palms between your breasts, pumping to the beat of staying alive. You wanted to stay alive but even more so, you wanted to stay with him. Next thing you knew, you felt his lips on yours, transferring oxygen into your lungs.

With a few bouts of coughing up water, I feared that this might end all too soon. You wanted more. Taking a small peak through your eyelids, you saw the chiseled jawline of your saviour, saw the perfectly sculpted lips that brought you back.

Keeping your eyelids shut and trying your best to remain motionless, he continued his chest compressions, although it was less forceful now. Was he getting tired?

“Alright can everybody clear out, there’s another man having a stroke in the water right now, can all of you provide assistance there? I’ve got this under control.”

You sneaked a glance and saw the most beautiful yet conniving smirk.

“I guess you need another kiss of life” he muttered in an innocent tone that betrays his sly intent, with every word dripping with desire.

Both of your lips touched and instead of the warm gust of air, you feel his tongue swirling with yours. His lips parted with yours but not without a slight nibble on your lower lip.

“Feelin better now, sugar? Let me check if your ribs are broken.”

His hands started parting, exploring your torso. He slipped his hands into your swimsuit, seems like this lifeguard is pretty thorough with his checks. With every stroke of his hands down your body, you felt a surge of electricity coursing through your body. You could no longer contain yourself anymore, no longer contain your growing desire for him.

“Seems like they’re all intact, but what about the other.. parts?” his voice no longer masked his sly intent now.

“You missed a spot” you quipped, grabbing his hands and guiding them downwards, past your torso.

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