Enjolras x Grantaire one shots

Are you jealous?

Enjolras walked through the front door and slung his jacket over a chair. "Hey babe." he bent down to kiss Grantaire who was sitting on the couch.

"Hey. Where've you been?" he asked, curious, looking up from his book.

"Oh I was just out with Éponine." he went and sat next to his boyfriend.

"Oh-" R had met Éponine before "-uh Éponine. Right- cool." he'd made it very clear what he was thinking and he knew it.

"R?" E looked at him confused, almost teasing him, "Are you jealous?"

"No." 'Taire replied defensively, shaking his head. "It's just I think she fancies you."

"What? How come?" Enj scoffed.

"I dunno. Just cause she's always flirting with you I guess." he looked back down.

"What? No she isn't." E was almost laughing.

"Listen I think I know when someone's flirting with you. I did it for 4 fucking years."

"Well even if she was, I only want you."

"You say that but why? Why of all people would you choose me?"

"Because I love you, 'Taire. And I hope you know it. I love your curls and the way they always look perfect even though you never brush them. I love your eyes and the stories they tell. I love your lips and how they curl up at the edges, even if only slightly, whenever we cuddle. I love how your hands fit perfectly with mine. I love your talent, your artwork is amazing, and don't think I haven't heard you singing when you don't think I'm listening, and you're really good. I love all your tiny, barely noticeable habits, like how you always have doodles on your arm, or how whenever you kiss me you make that little sound that I will never know how to describe. Just everything."

"W- I-" he sighed, for he couldn't find the words and just simply settled with, "I love you Apollo." before nestling comfortably into his side.

"Mhm, I know." he replied quietly, stroking R's hair.

A/N: awwww i'm so sappy