It was Grantaire's sixteenth birthday. This was no ordinary birthday; it was the day his soulmate's name appeared on his skin. This happened to everyone on their sixteenth birthday, not just him, but he was the oldest of his friends, so none of them had theirs yet. He was terrified as to what they would do.
He climbed out of bed and lifted his shirt to reveal his hip, where the name was inked. Enjolras.
"Oh God." he whispered to himself. He heard a knock on the door and dived under the covers.
"Grantaire! Your friends are here!" his mother called up the stairs.
"I'm asleep!" he yelled back. A few seconds later he heard three pairs of feet running up the stairs and into his room.
"What does it say?" Courfeyrac demanded. Grantaire stuck his head out from under his quilt to see Courfeyrac, Eponine and Joly stood in his room.
"Your mum." Grantaire hissed. Eponine and Joly began to laugh but Courfeyrac walked over to the bed and pulled the blankets off of him.
"Show us." Eponine said.
"No." Grantaire replied.
"It must be me." chuckled Joly.
"In your dreams." Grantaire remarked.
"That does it." said Courfeyrac, flopping down on top of Grantaire and pinning him to the bed. "Joly lift his shirt." he instructed. Joly walked forward and did as he was told. Both of their jaws dropped open when they saw Enjolras' name.
"What? What does it say?" Eponine asked, coming closer to where the three boys were. "Oh my God." she gasped.
"Alright, alright, you've seen! Now get off me!" Grantaire cried.
"I knew it! I freaking knew it!" squealed Joly.
"You can't tell him. It's only a few weeks till his birthday and I want him to find out of his own accord." said Grantaire.
"Fine!" his friends all sighed at once.
"Good. Now get out; I need to get changed."
A few weeks later...
Enjolras' sixteenth birthday finally came around and he lifted his shirt to read the name the moment he woke up. Grantaire. His soulmate was Grantaire.
Enjolras punched the air with his fist in a fit of happiness. He had been madly in love with Grantaire for months now, so he was elated to find that his instinct had been right.
Then it occurred to him; Grantaire had his birthday weeks ago, so he already knew that they were soulmates, yet he hadn't said anything to him.
Enjolras quickly began to get dressed, grabbing random items of clothing from his wardrobe and pulling them on. He had to talk to Grantaire.
~*~
Grantaire was awoken by a knock on his door. He knew exactly who it was and had been dreading this day since his birthday.
"I'll get it mum!" he called before trudging downstairs groggily.
When he opened the door, he immediately felt a sharp blow across his left cheek. He should've seen that coming.
"You knew? You knew all this time and you didn't tell me?" Enjolras cried.
"Well, how exactly am I supposed to start that conversation? 'Oh, by the way, in a few weeks you're going to have my name tattooed on your hip because you're supposed to love me, kiss me now please'? Besides, I wanted you to learn for yourself." Grantaire countered.
"Supposed to love you?"
"Well, do you?"
"Yes!"
"Good 'cause I love you too!"
"Kiss me then!"
"Okay!"
Grantaire grabbed Enjolras' shirt and kissed him roughly. Enjolras snaked his arms around his waist and Grantaire released the blonde's shirt, wrapping his arms around his neck and tangling his fingers in his blonde curls.
When they pulled away, they looked at each other for a moment before laughing happily. They were so glad that they were finally together.
"Aww!" said a voice coming from the still open front door. The two boys turned to see Eponine and Joly giving Courfeyrac death stares. "Oh, was I supposed to be quiet?" The five of them burst out laughing.
This one shot is dedicated to fangirlerforstuff as it was inspired by her soulmate au, which you should totally read cos its awesome. Thanks for reading!
