A single spark (Modern Enjoltaire AU)

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Enjolras sat on the table, swinging his legs and listening to the paper crackle. "Mr. Enjolras. How are you?" The doctor asked when she walked in.

"I'm great. So um, the past few days I've had some symptoms from pregnancy and I was just wondering if you could see if I am in fact pregnant. My parents took me off of my testosterone as a punishment and I've been sexually active since then."

"Alright. Just do a few pregnancy tests in the bathroom and I'll be back in a few minutes," she said and he nodded.

"There's a box in the cabinet," she said and he nodded, walking into the bathroom.

***

Grantaire opened his eyes and stretched, looking at the time. The door opened and he looked up, smiling wen Enjolras walked in.

"So?" Enjolras shrugged and laid down, sighing.

"I'm going to nap. We aren't pregnant," he muttered and closed his eyes. Grantaire sighed in relief and turned to his side, wrapping his arms around Enjolras.

"Why are you even in Bahorels house?"

"Doesn't matter. I'm gonna sleep," he muttered and Grantaire nodded, kissing his head.

Enjolras squeezed his eyes shut, tears on his eyelashes. A tear fell on Grantaire's thumb and he frowned. "Don't cry, beautiful," he whispered and Enjolras started to sob loudly.

"I-I'm sorry I'm such a b-burden. I'm a liar and-" Grantaire shushed him and sat him up, looking him in the eye.

"What did you lie about?" He asked and Enjolras rested his forehead on Grantaires bare chest.

"T-the doctors. And why I'm here. My parents will disown me. They don't even like you anyways. Oh my god, they're gonna disown me," Enjolras babbled and Grantaire yanked his chin up so he could see him.

"What. Was. It?" He asked and Enjolras whimpered.

"D-did you mean what you said? About if I was. . ." Enjolras trailed off and Grantaire started chewing on his cheek.

"Yeah. Why?" He asked and Enjolras looked down.

"Shit. Shit, Shit, are you really?" Grantaire asked and Enjolras nodded.

"Holy shit. This is. . . If you want to you should get a job. I need to start working two-"

"You don't have to. Until my parents found out I'll still get allowance, $95 dollars an hour for all my chores. I'll have to go to a foster home or something, they might be good. Don't do two jobs," Enjolras sighed and Grantaire hesitated.

"Are you going to keep it? Because you could give it up for adoption when it's born or abort it," he suggested and Enjolras rolled his eyes.

"Keep, probably. Maybe Bahorel's parents want another kid," Enjolras sighed and Grantaire laid down and pulled Enjolras on top of him.

"I'll be going to college next year, as will you, and they could watch over the baby if our college is near their house. We can married after we graduate and then both get really good jobs," Grentaire said and Enjolras nodded.

"I guess. Can we. . ." Enjolras trailed off and Grantaire kissed him, pulling his shirt up.

Enjolras blushed and closed his eyes as Grantaire took his shirt off. "You know you're going to have to eat a lot for the baby. . ." Grantaire informed him and he sighed.

"Yeah. I just-" he took a deep breath and sat up, looking down at his stomach. "I-it's flat. It used to cave in," he stated and Grantaire nodded.

"You r ribs aren't as. . . Protruding. That-That's good," Grantaire said and Enjolras shrugged.

"I still feel fat."

Grantaire flipped them around and bent down, placing a kiss on Enjolras's chest, above his heart.

"Vous êtes belle (you are beautiful)," he whispered and Enjolras blushed.

"Merci (thank you)," Enjolras replied and kissed the top of Grantaire's head.

"So beautiful. I love you, you know that?" Grantaire said and Enjolras nodded slowly. "Did you know Courf joined Bahorel and Prouvaire for a double penetration threesome a few days ago?" Grantaire asked and Enjolras snorted.

"Oh, God. Courf was probably hanging off the bed like 'what do I do?' God, that's hilarious. Jehan can actually fit a lot in his ass. Do not ask me how I know that," Enjolras pointed at Grantaire, laughing.

"No, you have to tell me now. How do you know that?" He asked and Enjolras sighed.

"Fuck, Jehan will kill me for saying this. Well, he'll probably write me an angry poem. Anyways, at a party with everyone except favor he and you obviously, it was before you were around, someone dared Jehan to see how many dildoes he could fit in his ass. Long story short, it was 7 or 8. Most were pretty small but one of them was pretty damn big. But he used a really big one to open himself up. I think that was the night him and Bahorel did something. I know they just recently had sex but Jehan actually got abused when he was a little boy so he wasn't a virgin by the time he was. . . Oh, four or five years old."

Grantaire nodded and kissed Enjolras, running his hands down his chest.

"You still want to?" Grantaire whispered and Enjolras rolled his eyes.

"Hell yeah."

***

Enjolras woke up and saw Joly in his room, sitting in a beanbag chair. "Hi," Enjolras said and Joly jumped in surprise.

"H-hi. Grantaire t-told me that you're- you m-might need a h-h-house to stay in u-until c-c-college," Joly said and Enjolras groaned.

"He can't keep his mouth shut," he whined and Joly nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I kind of do. So he told you that I-"

"Th-that y-you're p-p-pregnant? Y-yes," Joly said and Enjolras nodded.

"Yeah. W-where is Grantaire?" Enjolras sat up and Joly furrowed his eyebrows.

"He's in t-t-the bathroom. He call-called me to w-watch o-over you incase s-something ha-happened to y-you or th-t-the bab-baby," Joly said and hugged Grantaire.

"The door is unlocked," he told Enjolras and left. Enjolras walked into the bathroom and saw Grantaire sitting in the bathtub, staring at the ring on his finger and chewing his lip. "You alright?" Enjolras asked and Grantaire looked at him, smiling fondly.

"I'm fine. Just thinking about what the hell we're going to do," Grantaire chuckled and Enjolras handed Grantaire a towel. Grantaire turned the water off and stood up, drying himself and wrapping the towel around his waist.

"Jehan brought over some homemade vegan food for you. It's like- half the calories that other food has. You have to eat it all," Grantaire said and Enjolras sighed. "He doesn't know about the baby yet, but he knows you're malnutritioned."

Enjolras nodded and followed Grantaire into the bedroom, sitting on the bed. Grantaire got dressed and glanced at Enjolras. "Do you want me to bring you the food or do you want to go out there?" Grantaire asked and Enjolras leaned back, closing his eyes.

"Bring it here," Enjolras sighed and Grantaire obliged, walking out of the room.