A single spark (Modern Enjoltaire AU)

6

After the movie Grantaire realized Enjolras had fallen asleep at some point during the movie and was wrapped around Grantaire's body, snoring softly.

Grantaire sat up and attempted to pry Enjolras off. "N-no," Enjolras muttered in his sleep and Grantaire sighed.

"Well at least let me get comfortable," he grumbled and slid down into a lying position, throwin this arm around Enjolras.

"I kind of want to kiss you right now," Grantaire whispered and Enjolras shifted around, still sleeping heavily.

Grantaire sighed and rested his chin on Enjolras head. They were now in an awkward spooning position and Grantaire was desperately hoping Enjolras wouldn't feel his boner against his leg.

The door opened and Grantaire stared up at Mr. Enjolras.

"What are you doing?" He asked and Grantaire gulped.

"We were watching a movie and he just fell asleep and I tried to move but he wouldn't move-"

"He's gonna be pissed when he sees you made him the little spoon," the dad continued and Grantaire laughed in relief.

"Do you know why he goes by Enjolras instead of Alexandre?" Grantaire asked.

"He likes it. He just told us to start calling him Enjolras or atleast let him be called that. Which is strange, since he picked the Alexandre," his dad said and Grantaire nodded slowly.

"Why?"

"He didn't tell you? I think you should let him tell you. It's not my secret to tell," he said and Grantaire nodded.

"Are you two dating?" He asked and Grantaire laughed, shaking his head.

"No, sir. We're hardly friends," Grantaire replied and Mr. Enjolras nodded before replying.

"You'd have to be pretty good friends for him to let you sleep in his room. Or to let you in, I haven't even met half of his friends!"

"Well maybe he's just being nice. He's the reason I got disowned, kind of. He was yelling at my mom because she was making a big deal about me being. . . Gay. . . But it's okay. I appreciate it," Grantaire murmured and the dad nodded.

"You seem like a good kid. Just don't hurt my son, he's very sensitive," he said and left.

Grantaire sighed and looked at Enjolras who was now awake.

"Did I fall asleep?" He murmured and Grantaire nodded.

"I'm sorry if I woke you. Here, just let me slip into my own bed-"

"No. You're comfortable," Enjokras stated and Grantaire chuckled.

"Can I at least get a little more comfortable?" Grantaire asked and Enjolras nodded, sitting up and staring at Grantaire.

Grantaire adjusted the pillows and laid slightly propped up. He opened his arms and Enjolras cautiously laid on him, resting his head on Grantaire's chest. "This is just a one night thing, alright? I'll go find somewhere to stay tomorrow night," Grantaire said and Enjolras furrowed his eyebrows.

"You don't have to leave. I owe you, after all," Enjolras reminded him and. Grantaire rolled his eyes.

"Goodnight, Enjolras," he murmured, closing his eyes and slowly drifting off.

***

Grantaire woke up and saw the bathroom door open with Enjolras standing in their in his underwear, brushing his teeth.

"Do you have an extra?" He asked and Enjolras shrugged.

"Probably not. Sorry," Enjolras apologized and Grantaire sighed.

"It's fine. What time is it?" Grantaire asked, leaning against the counter, above Enjolras.

"About noon. No school, my parents called us both in sick. Don't know how it worked but it did," Enjolras sighed and Grantaire nodded.

Enjolras bent down and opened the cabinet, pulling out a toothbrush.

"Last one; you're lucky," Enjolras said and Grantaire smiled, watching Enjolras walk out of the room before starting to brush his teeth.

***

Enjolras walked back into the room, seeing Grantaire still brushing his teeth. He walked behind him and shut the bathroom door, getting Enjolras's attention.

He rinsed and raised his eyebrows, looking at Enjolras. Enjolras bent down and pressed their lips together, pushing brant sure back against the counter.

Grantaire grunted and moved so he was pressed against the wall, his fingers tangled in Enjolras's hair.

Grantaire slowly slid his hands down Enjolras's body, getting closer and closer to-

Enjolras quickly pulled away, glaring at Grantaire.

"Get out." When Grantaire didn't react Enjolras yelled it. "Goddamnit, R, get out of my bathroom!"

Grantaire retreated into Enjolras's bedroom, hearing the door click and sighing.

He slowly got dressed and walked downstairs, waving at Mr. and Mrs. Enjolras.

"I'm gonna head out, see if there's an open hotel room anywhere," he explained and they nodded.

"Lunch is in an hour," Enjolras's father said before Grantaire walked out and down the street.

***

Enjolras paced the small perimeter of the bathroom, hyperventilating and fisting his hair.

He was confused as to why he kissed Grantaire in the first place, and confused on why he liked it. Why has he pulled away, anyways? He should go apologize, he thought and walked out of the room and down the stairs.

"Alexandre!" His mother yelled and he groaned.

"I kinda yelled at Grantaire and I need to go apologize," he explained and she nodded.

"Yeah, that's great. Maybe put some clothes on first," she said and he looked down, realizing he was still in his underwear.

"Oh. Right," Enjolras blushed and ran back upstairs, coming down in sweatpants and a zipped red hoodie.

He walked to Combeferre's house, looking for Grantaire on the way. When he arrived he knocked loudly on the door, stepping back.

Combeferre opened the door and smiled at him, letting him in.

"Do you have any idea where Grantaire is?" Enjolras asked.

"Looking for hotels or something. I dunno. Why?"

"I yelled at him and I need to apologize," Enjolras explained and Combeferre nodded.

"Your lips look redder and bigger than usual," he observed. "Hair is slightly messed up. You and Grantaire kissed," conbeferre stated and Enjolras slapped him.

"How did you-?"

"Look, I know I don't seem all that smart most of the time but I really am. What did you yell at him for?" Combeferre asked and Enjolras sighed.

"Well, we kissed, then his hands started wandering and he reached for my uh- you know. And I flipped out and yelled at him," Enjolras mumbled and Combeferre nodded.

"Well does he know about your situation?" He asked and Enjolras shook his head.

"Not that I know of. He doesn't known I was raped, doesn't know I'm transgender, nothing. And it needs to stay that way, alright?" Enjolras growled and Combeferre sighed.

"I promise I won't tell him but it'll either slip out or you'll end up telling him," he said and Enjolras groaned.

"As long as I tell him. I'm gonna go look for him," Enjolras mumbled and walked out of the house, walking down the street.