Black is the color of my true loves hair (an enjoltaire story)

Twelve

Grantaire sat down on the couch in the corner, furthest away from all of them. He just wanted to disappear. "Grantaire, honey. You're not in trouble. Enjolras told us about your parents. How's your life at home?" Fantine asked and Grantaire shrugged, his heart thudding loudly.

"Enjolras told us that your parents abuse you?" Jean said and Grantaire felt tears in his eyes and he pulled his legs close to him, resting his chin in his knee.

"In what way?" Grantaire mumbled.

"He didn't say, he just said you said they abused you," Fantine said and Grantaire raised his eyebrows.

"Well like they don't hit me that often. They just make me buy all my stuff. And not stuff I want; they make me but my own fucking food and I don't even have a job! They hardly pay attention to me and if they do its just to see what I'm doing. But Prouvaire lets me stay at his house often. I usually sleep in the studio; they never go there. But it isn't even that bad," Grantaire explained quietly and glanced at Enjolras.

"Wait, they hit you?" Jean asked and Grantaire nodded, hiding his face. "You can stay here for as long as you want."

"Maybe permanently," Fantine chimed in and Grantaire smiled. He glanced at Enjolras who was looking at his lap, fiddling with his loose pants.

Adopted kids can't date kids in their adoptive homes, he thought to himself and his stomach flipped.

"Grantaire are you okay?" Fantine asked and he nodded.

"I kinda think I might puke," he mumbled and they nodded.

"That's all we wanted to talk about, you can go vomit or whatever," Jean said and Grantaire laughed weakly before running off to the bathroom.

He dry heaved for several minutes before he realized he wasn't going to vomit and sat up. He left the bathroom and walked to Enjolras's room, knocking on the door before entering the room. "Hey," Grantaire said and collapsed on the lower bed, looking up at Enjolras.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't know they'd say that," he said and Grantaire nodded.

"I don't have to agree. But I can be out in the foster system and maybe I'll be adopted by someone else. I'm going to graduate soon, though. So I won't need parents," he said and Enjolras nodded.

He sat down on Grantaire bed and straddled him, his hands on Grantaires chest.

"Did you tell Combeferre about us?" Grantaire asked and Enjolras shook his head.

"I would never," Enjolras whispered and connected their lips, grinding slowly onto Grantaire. "If we're quick and quiet we can get away with it," he stated and Grantaire raised an eyebrow.

"Can we make that work?" He asked and Enjolras smirked.

"Can you make it work?" He asked and Grantaire nodded.

"We shouldn't strip," Grantaire said and Enjolras grunted quietly in response.

"Too bad I won't be able to see your body," he said and unzipped Grantaire's pants.

He pulled his pants down and pushed his underwear to the side, lowering himself down onto Grantaire. Enjolras took a deep breath, suppressing a whimper as his thighs touched Grantaire's hips.

"You sure you can be quiet?" Grantaire teased and Enjolras nodded, rocking his hips. He bit his lip and whimpered quietly, fisting the shirt Grantaire was wearing. "Don't pinch my skin," Grantaire whispered and Enjolras nodded, bending down and connecting their lips.

"I'm going to cum," Grantaire whispered and Enjolras nodded. Grantaire it his tongue hard as he released, squeezing his eyes shut. Enjolras pressed their bodies together and put his head down, cumming. He got off Grantaire and kissed him before leaving the room.

Grantaire sighed and looked down, jerking up when he realized they didn't wear a condom. "Enjolras-" he followed Enjolras out of the room and grabbed his wrist.

"What?" Enjolras asked.

"Um. . . You should go get birth control," Grantaire said and Enjolras rolled his eyes.

"I already got some, don't worry about it," Enjolras said and walked into Cosette's room, shutting the door behind him. Grantaire walked into the living room and waved at Enjolras's parents.

"I'm going to Bahorel's," he said and they nodded.

***

"So what the hell happened at the meeting, dude?" Bahorel asked as he dodged a punch.

"I don't even know, man. I don't think I'm supposed to tell you but Enjolras and I hooked up last night. I don't know what caused his little breakdown," Grantaire said and swung his leg, knocking Bahorel onto the ground.

"Did he chew you out or kiss you? Because it was hard to tell," Bahorel said and stood up, swinging at Grantaire.

Grantaire spat a mouthful of blood from the contact onto the ground. "A little bit of both, actually. So, are you and Jehan still going strong?"

"Going at it strong," Bahorel said and stumbled back as Grantaire slammed his fist into his stomach.

"Because Jehan told me a few hours ago that they really love you," Grantaire said and Bahorel rolled his eyes.

"They're with Ferre and Courf," Bahorel mumbled.

"No, they're thinking about it. They said they love them but they also love you and they're trying to figure it out. Swing like you mean it," Grantaire said and Bahorel scoffed, slamming his fist into Grantaires face again.

"Dodge like you mean it," Bahorel retorted and Grantaire stuck his tongue out at him. He sighed and pulled his gloves off.

"We're done. Hey, don't tell Enjolras what I told you about us, okay?" Grantaire said and Bahorel nodded.

"I don't think Jehan would pick me. They're not the monogamous type, you know?" Bahorel said and Grantaire shrugged.

"They're the whatever type. Maybe you can let them try Ferre and Courf and then they can decide," Grantaire suggested. "Have you and them actually dated? Because I know you guys have fucked several times, but have you ever been in a relationship?"

"Yeah. I mean, um, kind of? For a few months. Then they told me that they had slept with someone else because they don't really 'do two people relationships,' I quote. Then we kind of split up; not because I was upset with them for doing that, I just didn't feel comfortable dating someone that did that. So we aren't dating anymore," Bahorel explained and Grantaire nodded.

"Who was the other person?"

"Montparnasse. They told me and I was like, 'the fucking drug dealer?!' And they were like 'yeah.' I wasn't really mad or anything, they probably did it for some free drugs, they aren't friends with him like you are."

"Well, Montparnasse has a very long dick. It isn't really think but it's super long, don't ask how I know. And I'm not friends with him, he wants to bone Eponine," Grantaire scoffed.

"Has he boned her?"

"Oh yeah. But they kind of broke it off and he wants her back but she doesn't really," Grantaire said and Bahorel nodded.

"Plus with Eponine's housing arrangement it just wouldn't work," he added and Bahorel laughed.

"So are you and Enjolras a thing now?" Bahorel asked and Grantaire shrugged.

"Don't know. See you tomorrow," Grantaire said and left.