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

Fifteen

"I assume you want me to leave now. I'll uh, grab my jacket and get going. . ." Grantaire mumbled and Valjean stood up.

"I don't want you to leave now; in not going to send you to that hellhole. Use protection, I'm going to start Enjolras on birth control; be safe, boys," he said and Grantaire glanced at Enjolras.

Enjolras shrugged and closes his eyes. "I'm so fucking tired," he mumbled and Grantaire nodded. He helped Enjolras up and led him back to his room. "You know, I don't think he was encouraging this," Enjolras said as Grantaire rolled his eyes.

"Why do you get to have the most chill parents?" He asked and Enjolras laid down on his bed.

"Lucky, I guess. . . My period started today," Enjolras said and Grantaire nodded. "I'm kind of out of-"

"I'll go get you stuff. Do you want chocolate and ice cream, too?"

"You know me so well," Enjolras murmured. Grantaire kissed him softly and grabbed his wallet.

"I'll be back soon, okay?" He said and Enjolras nodded.

Grantaire left the house and walked down the street to the store. "Yo!" He heard and spun around, relaxing when he saw Bahorel.

"What're you doing?" He asked.

"I'm just getting some stuff for Enjolras. . ."

"That time of the month?" Bahorel asked and Grantaire nodded.

"What's your situation with Prouvaire?" Grantaire asked and Bahorel shrugged, his hands in his pockets and his gaze on the ground.

"Um, they're with Courf and Ferre at the moment. I knew our relationship wouldn't last because they've never been for monogamy but it still upset me," Bahorel mumbled and Grantaire nodded.

"Maybe you should add another person to your relationship," he suggested and Bahorel looked up. "To be fair, they were really confused when they were talking to me about this because they love you but they also said they think they might love Courf and Ferre."

Bahorel nodded and grabbed a shopping basket. "So, what type of BDSM stuff do they like?" Grantaire asked and Bahorel shrugged.

"They love being tied up and like, slapped and stuff. Getting their hair pulled. Flogging," he said and Grantaire nodded.

"Did you have a little dungeon in your house for that?" Grantaire joked and Bahorel laughed.

"My parents would have skinned me. No, I just had little things in the walls and ceiling for rope. Everything else is under my bed. . . My parents never look in my room because it's a nightmare."

"Did you do that all the time?"

"Sometimes it was just rough fucking with hair pulling and slapping. Sometimes just rough fucking," he said and Grantaire nodded.

"How big is your dick?"

"Um, I think like 6 or 7 long and 2 or 3 wide or something. I don't usually measure, you know?" Grantaire nodded and starting filling the basket with ice cream.

"Are you using your money?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't I?" Grantaire asked and Bahorel shrugged.

"I've never spent money on girls for that stuff-"

"He's not a girl!"

"I know, I know! But the only people I've dated who needed that stuff were girls, so. . ." He trailed off and Grantaire nodded.

"Sorry I snapped. Yeah, I buy it for him because he doesn't want to go in here and buy that; he barely passed as is, if people see him buying that they won't think he's buying it for a sibling or girlfriend, they'll know he's buying it for himself and they misgender him. I almost got kicked out of here before, because of that. Enjolras was with me and this guy came up and started groping him and he was all like 'hey, girl.' And I spun around and told him that Enjolras was a boy and to apologize and then he called Enjolras a faggot and I may have hit him a few times and then I paid and left, with Enj, of course," he said and Bahorel nodded.

"That's fucking awesome that you would do that."

"What? Buy the stuff or beat that guy up?"

"Both, I suppose."

"Neither of them really take that much guts. I mean, I'm just buying stuff for someone I love, it isn't embarrassing or anything. And I wasn't even really aware I hit him until after that; I just snapped. What did you come here to buy?"

"Condoms and cigarettes. And gum."

"You use condoms?"

"No. . . But my parents know I'm having sex and they don't want me to be having unsafe sex. And sometimes friends have sex there."

"You let friends have sex in your house?"

"In my bed; a lot of our friends' homes aren't safe. Their parents won't even look at them. If they get caught, they'll get killed, you know?" He said and Grantaire nodded in surprise. "What? Did you think I was heartless?" Bahorel asked and shoved him playfully.

"No, I just never heard of you doing anything like this, it's just surprising," Grantaire said as they checked out. Bahorel nodded slowly and cleared his throat.

"See you on Monday?" He said and Grantaire nodded, awkwardly hugging him and leaving.

***

Grantaire walked into Enjolras's room and set the bag on the bed, waiting for him to get out of the shower. The water turned off and Grantaire stared at the ceiling. Enjolras walked into the room and got dressed. "I got you your stuff," Grantaire mumbled and Enjolras nodded, grabbing the pads and tampons from the bag and taking them to the bathroom.

"Should I pay you back?" Enjolras asked from the bathroom and Grantaire shrugged.

"If you want to. I don't want you to but if you want to pay me back you can," he said and Enjolras nodded, walking back into the room and laying beside Grantaire.

"The ice creams in the freezer and the chocolates in the bag."

Enjolras nodded and pressed his forehead on Grantaire's chest, sighing. "You alright?" Grantaire asked and Enjplras nodded.

"Cramps. . ." He groaned quietly and Grantaire frowned. "I'll go get you a heated blanket?" Grantaire said and Enjolras nodded, rolling onto his stomach when Grantaire left the room.

Grantaire came back with the blanket and sighed, Enjolras laying on his stomach fast asleep. He covered Enjolras and kissed his temple, leaving the house again.

***

Jehan opened the door and furrowed his brow, clearly very confused at seeing Grantaire standing at the door.

They let Grantaire in and stared at him. "You and Enjolras dating?" Theyasked and Grantaire shrugged.

"I don't think it's official yet," he replied and Jehan nodded.

"Because usually when you come over here it isn't just to talk." Grantaire nodded and sat down on the couch.

"What about you and Ferre and Courf?" Grantaire replied, his eyes closed. Jehan chewed on their lip and walked over to Grantaire, resting their hands on his shoulders and leaning down.

Their lips connected softly. "I don't think it's official yet," they whispered and Grantaire pulled Jehan onto him.

Jehan grinded into Grantaire, grinning when Grantaire moaned. "How drunk are you?" Jehan asked.

"I only had one bottle of beer; so not at all. And I had a cigarette on the way over," Grantaire said and sucked on Jehan's neck.

Jehan tsked and tilted their head up in pleasure. "Don't you know those will kill you?" They whispered and Grantaire scoffed.

"Like you're allowed to say that."

Jehan rolled their eyes and pushed Grantaire's pants down. They pushed Grantaire inside them and Grantaire chuckled.

"Did you go commando or are you wearing a thong?" He asked.

"Thong. So, what brings you here today?" They asked and Grantaire squeezed Jehan's ass and flipped them around.

"I missed your pretty little ass, Prouvaire," he whispered and pushed all the way inside Jehan. Jehan whimpered in pleasure and kissed Grantaire hungrily.

"I missed your cock," Jehan replied breathlessly, cumming only moments later.

"It appears you have; I want to make you sick of it after tonight," Grantaire whispered and Jehan moaned, pressing their bodies together.