hedaswolf:

eleven gets a letter from mike & clarke tries to work out why she’s upset (& your author is very sorry for taking so long)

(part 24 (!!!) of the clexa eleven au)

Parenting is weird.

Eleven is slouched in her chair at the kitchen table with her legs kicked out in front of her, crossed at the ankle. There’s a grass-stain on her knee and rhinestones on her socks, but you can see a hint of looming teenagedom in her posture. It’s there, too, in the set of her jaw, and you smile to yourself because Lexa had the same look when you first met.

You always mean it when you say El takes after her Mum.

Waffles brushes up against your legs, bringing your thoughts back to the here and now. You push off the kitchen counter and start making a fresh batch of strawberry lemonade – an after-school ritual that began when Eleven first arrived and is still going strong. Every once in awhile she sighs and, though you can’t help but glance over at her, you stay quiet. You’ve found it’s best to give her time to process things on her own.

If only you had any idea what she’s processing.

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