A single spark (Modern Enjoltaire AU)

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Grantaire kicked a stone across the street, sighing.

"G-Grantaire!" Enjolras yelled and Grantaire turned around, seeing Enjolras running after him. "Where are you going?" Enjolras asked as he catched up.

"Do you believe in love at first sight, Apollo. By the way, I'm going to refer to you as Apollo this conversation," Grantaire added and Enjolras scoffed.

After a few minutes of silence he spoke. "No, love at first sight is a bullshit theory. You can't actually fall in love with someone when you first see them. There can be a- a spark, you can be attracted to them o- or find them attractive, but you can't actually be in love with them," Enjolras muttered and Grantaire nodded.

"Oh," he replied quietly and Enjolras stepped in front of him, chewing his lip.

"Why did you want to know? And wheat I said is true, Combeferre and I did a whole project on it in fifth grade."

"Of course you did," Grantaire chuckled and titled his head.

"Um, I have no idea why I wanted to know. Guess that kiss just sparked some hope into a helpless lover- oh, wait. Love at first sight doesn't exist," Grantaire said and Enjolras sighed.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"With this conversation?"

"No. Here. Real life, where are you going?"

"Out. Away, out of the state-"

"Wait, what?! You can't just leave!"

"You're not the fucking boss of me, don't tell me what to do!" Grantaire yelled and sat down on the curb, covering his face.

Enjolras sighed and sat down beside him. "You alright?" He asked and Grantaire looked over at him.

"Yeah, I'm fine. But I can't stay with you and no one else will take me," Grantaire mumbled and Enjolras groaned.

"And why can't you stay?" He asked.

"Because I- I don't want to ruin your lives!" Grantaire lied.

"You won't ruin our lives! Please come back," Enjolras begged and Grantaire sighed.

"Fine. But we can't sleep in the same bed," Grantaire mumbled after awhile and Enjolras grinned in satisfaction.

***

Grantaire sat on the bed, waiting for Enjolras to return to the room. Enjolras walked in and handed Grantaire a plate with food on it. "Thanks you," Grantaire murmured and started to eat slowly.

"No problem. So uh, my parents said you can stay as long as you want, just so long as we aren't too loud," Enjolras said and Grantaire snorted.

"Do they think we're fucking?" He asked and Enjolras shrugged.

"I'm going to try and get some sleep," Enjolras muttered and laid down on his bed, rolling onto his side.

Grsntaire finished eating and laid down, sighing and trying to sleep.

***

When Enjolras was sure that Grantaire was asleep he opened his laptop, turned the brightness down, and opened all the links Combeferre sent him, plus the 8-page paper.

"Am I in love?" Enjolras read to himself, scrolling through the paper and quizzes.

He texted Combeferre when he finished.

E: You jacked them

C: excuse me?

E: you jacked with the tests

C: not really, why?

E: no reason

C: Enjy has a crush!

E: no

C: yes

E: please don't tell anyone

C: only if you tell me who

E: it is definitely not the guy that's staying at my house, snoring softly

C: you like Grantaire?

E: I said it isn't him. I don't know who it is, okay?!

C: sure

E: goodnight

C: night

Enjolras turned his computer off, nearly jumping when he heard Grantaire say something in his sleep.

"Apollo," he mumbled and turned around, squeezing and extra pillow tight.

Enjolras heart thudded in his chest as he watched Grantaire, terrified that he would catch him.

Enjolras groaned as he felt a wetness in his underwear and stood up, carefully waking off the bed.

"Enj? Where you going?" Grantaire mumbled.

"Bathroom. Go back to sleep," Enjolras whispered and Grantaire nodded, closing his eyes and laying his head down.

Enjolras sat down, confused when saw no red on his underwear, only a dark, wet, creamyish spot.

He grabbed his phone, took a pic, and sent it to Combeferre. (He shows Combeferre literally everything since he knows he'll figure it out)

Combeferre responded shorty after with a winky face.

E: what?

C: you seriously don't know what that is?

E: no... What is it?

C: were you doing anything before this?

E: Grantaire mumbled my nickname and I looked at him because I though he was awake

C: okay

E: okay, I guess? Goodnight

Enjolras walked back into the bedroom and sat on the bed, looking at the time. He groaned and flopped onto the bed, making Grantaire jerk awake.

"Oh, it's just you," Grantaire breathed, leaning his head back and sighing.

"Nightmare?" Enjolras asked and Grantaire nodded.

He sat up and pat the area of the bed infront of him.

Grantaire didn't hesitate as he climbed onto the bed, setting his hands between him and Enjolras.

"Talk to me about it," Enjolras whispered, taking Grantaire's hands in his.

Grantaire stared at him in surprise; no one had ever asked him about anything that happened to him.

"Um, I don't really remember anything from it," Grantaire yanked his arm back as Enjolras reached for his wrist.

Enjolras slowly took Grantaire's hand and leaned down, kissing it. Grantaire bit his lip as Enjolras turned Grantaire's around and kissed the scars and cuts on his forearm.

Enjolras sat up and hesitantly kissed Grantaire, gasping in surprise when Grantaire pushed him back onto the bed, lips still locked. Grantaire started pulling Enjolras's shirt up, rubbing his hipbones.

Enjolras chewed his lower lip as Grantaire took his shirt off, laying there and waiting for Grantaire's reaction.

Grantaire gently ran his fingers down Enjolras's ribs, lips twitching.

"I guess we both have our own problems, don't we?" Enjolras whispered and Grantaire took his own shirt off, sitting on his knees and letting Enjolras look at the mess on his torso.

His torso was covered in big scars and fresh cuts, some pink bumps where he was healing.

Enjolras sighed and pulled his short back on before helping Grantaire put his on.

"Why? Why do you cut?" Enjolras asked.

"I actually haven't since my parents got rid of me. They just like. Beat me, and stuff, so. . ."

"That's why you always have black eyes?" Enjolras asked and Grantaire nodded.

"Why do you starve yourself?" Grantaire retorted and Enjolras sighed.

"Um, it's a long story."