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

Thirteen

Enjolras laid down on Combeferre's couch, sighing. "So your parents are going to start you on hormones?" Combeferre asked and Enjolras nodded.

"Fantine is getting me some after work," he said and Combeferre sighed.

"Why won't you call them mom and dad? They adopted you and have been taking care of you for years," Combeferre said as Enjolras sighed.

"Because my real parents didn't hate me or get rid of me," Enjolras muttered and Combeferre frowned. "They fucking died in a fire; Saving me because I was five and I just wanted my toys so I tried to get them," Enjolras blinked and Combeferre sat on the floor in front of him.

"I have burn scars everywhere. And a scar on my forehead; my dad hit my head on a lamp when he fell. I just wish I knew they would have died if I did that. I didn't have to hide from them," he whimpered.

"You knew you were transgender then?" Combeferre asked and Enjolras shrugged.

"I knew that I didn't feel right wearing skirts and girly shit. They let me wear clothes from the boy section and let me keep my hair how I wanted it and got rid of the dolls they got me. The good thing is they got a little of both because they didn't know if I was going to be a boy or girl and didn't care. If I let them I would have worn all clothes and played with dolls, I just wanted to be seen as a boy. I was scared to tell the foster homes about me because I didn't want them to get rid of me," he said and Combeferre nodded.

"What type of hormones is she getting for you?" He asked.

"The injection ones. I'm not really scared of needles and if they're going to make me look like me then I'll gladly take them," he murmured and Combeferre nodded. "On a lighter note, what's going on with you and Jehan and/or Courfeyrac?" Enjolras asked.

"Nothing yet. I sent Jehan a dick pic," Combeferre mumbled. "And Courf."

"How did they react? Were they disappointed?" Enjolras teased and Combeferre laughed nervously, scratching the back of his neck.

"Well, not really. . . I mean, I am super tall so wouldn't you think-"

"How big is it?" Enjolras asked and Combeferre looked at his lap.

"I'm, 13 and a half inches long, five or six wide; the circumference," he mumbled and Enjolras's jaw dropped.

"Holy shit, are you a virgin?!"

"Um, well everyone's been kind of intimidated and they haven't really wanted to. And I haven't really had time with Courf or Jehan," he said.

"Do Courf and Jehan want to?" Enjolras asked.

"I mean, I don't think the picture captured the whole essence but they seemed to want to," he said and Enjolras nodded. "Plus it wasn't 100% erect so-"

"I'll leave if you want them to come over," Enjolras said and Combeferre smiled.

"I mean uh, I don't- you don't have to-"

"It's fine; I need to talk to Grantaire anyways. Bye," he said and hugged Combeferre before leaving.

***

Enjolras lay completely still on the bed, glancing up when the door opened. "What are you doing?" Grantaire asked.

"It's a mix between meditating and sleeping, I think. Want to join?" Enjolras asked and Grantaire shrugged, sitting cris cross on his bed.

"I think I'd much rather watch you," he replied and Enjolras blushed, looking back at the ceiling.

"Um, so I think Courf, Ferre, and Jehan had/are having a threesome," he said and Grantaire raised and eyebrow.

"I thought they were intimidated by that thing!"

"Jehan is a little bit, but Courf is all for it. It's kind of weird but, to each his own." Grantaire nodded and leaned forward, placing a kiss on Enjolras's cheek.

"So what would your parents do if they found out about this?" Grantaire murmured and Enjolras shrugged.

"They wouldn't ban you from seeing me, they like you. Um, they would have to send you somewhere else, though, t-to a different foster home. It just- it's not really legal," Enjolras explained and Grantaire nodded.

"Does Feuilly's family want another kid?" Grantaire asked and Enjolras shrugged.

"You should talk to them about it. He doesn't really talk about it. He's just happy they adopted him," he told Grantaire and Grantaire nodded.

"I mean, he would be for it. He loves you," Enjolras added and Grantaire scoffed. "He does; and I do, too. But differently. Now come cuddle me," Enjolras said and Grantaire nodded, laying beside him.

"What if we lose touch after graduation?" Grantaire asked.

"I'm sure we'll run into each other again, if we lose touch," Enjolras said and Grantaire nodded.

"I hope so. You know what we could do?"

"What?"

"We could get matching tattoos and see how long it takes us to regret them," Grantaire suggested and Enjolras laughed.

"Yeah. We could do that. But my parents would kill me."

"So? Go for it, you only live once! And Bahorel and Jehan could do them for us! We wouldn't even have to pay! That much. . ." Grantaire added and Enjolras shrugged, sitting up.

"Um, text Jehan to go to Bahorel's and text us when he's done with Combeferre and Courfeyrac," Enjolras said and Grantaire nodded.

"Should we go wait there?" Grantaire asked and Enjolras shrugged.

"Let's call him first. No, let's just go. Where would you get your tattoo?" Enjolras asked and a Grantaire shrugged.

"Depends on what it'll be. I could tattoo. . . Property Of Apollo on my dick," Grantaire said and Enjolras snorted.

"But where will I get my Property Of Dionysus tattoo? I have no dick," Enjolras protested and Grsntsire chuckled.

"I was only joking. But I could get Apollo in your handwriting somewhere and you could get Dionysus in my handwriting in the same place!"

"We just have to write it down so they can see what they have to do," Enjolras said and Grantaire nodded, grabbing a piece of paper and pencil.

"Should we get it to where everyone could see it or only us?" Grantaire asked and Enjolras shrugged.

"I'd like it either in my hand or abdomen somewhere," he said and Grantaire nodded.

"Jehan should do yours, actually. You write in cursive and Jehan is new to it, he isn't that good. I mean, he's good but he doesn't do complicated tattoos. Bahorel is amazing, he did Jehan's tattoos which like- I couldn't even draw them!"

"Okay. Jehan texted back, we should go now."