Enjoltaire One Shots

I-Cuddling

Enjolras would never get tired of this.

The movie had ended five minutes ago, but he hadn't gotten up. Grantaire's head was snuggled onto Enjolras's shoulder, and his head was resting on Grantaire's. Enjolras was sure Grantaire had fallen asleep the movie had ended, but was proved wrong when he moved a tad and a hand instantly grabbed his.

"No." Graintaire's voice was soft and low, and obviously tired.

"We have to go to bed," Enjolras said, smiling a bit as he interlaced his fingers with Graintaire's.

"No," Grantaire shook his head again. "Pillows aren't supposed to talk."

Enjolras chuckled as he lightly kissed the top of Grantaire's head. "Come on, love. The bed will be much more comfortable."

"The couch is comfortable."

"Yes, but on the bed we can lay down—horizontally. And there aren't pieces of popcorn everywhere." Enjolras plucked a kernel of popcorn out of Grantaire's curls.

"But I don't want to get up," Grantaire complained, squeezing his eyes tighter and snuggling even farther into Enjolras—although one may need know how that was possible, since he was already pressed against him with barely any room in-between. Grantaire wrapped his arms around Enjolras's and decided that he was comfortable.

"R, please."

Enjolras glanced at his boyfriend, attached to him like a koala, determined to never let go. Enjolras grinned, and after placing another kiss atop Grantaire's head (causing Grantaire to hold on tighter), Enjolras said,

"I need to get up to turn the TV off and take the DVD out, okay? I'll be right back."

Grantaire shook his head. "No, I want to stay like this forever."

"When I come back, we can resume this."

"But it won't be the same."

Enjolras sighed.

"Please? For me?"

Grantaire looked up at Enjolras.

"Fine."

Enjolras leaned in and kissed Grantaire before getting up. It was hard to fully free himself from the mountain of blankets and a stubborn boyfriend, but soon enough, Enjolras returned to the couch. He laid down on his back, and Grantaire plopped himself right on top. Grantaire took the blankets and laid them across him and Enjolras, and faster than you could say "revolution," the happy couple was ready to fall asleep. Enjolras had closed his eye for only a minute when he heard his name.

"Enj?"

Enjolras opened his eyes to see Grantaire staring at him.
"Hmm?" Enjolras replied, sleepy.

"Can we go to the bed? There's not nearly enough room on the couch, especially in the position we're in."

Enjolras laughed.

"All I desire is your happiness, love."

Once the couple had moved themselves into their bedroom, they snuggled in each other's arms; they fit together like a perfect puzzle.

"Taire?"

Grantaire opened his eyes to find Enjolras laying on his side, facing him.

"Yes?"
Enjolras took a deep breath.

"I love you."

Grantaire couldn't help but smile so broadly and brightly it would have powered the Earth for the nest millennia. He pulled Enjolras into a kiss.

"I love you too."

When the couple woke up the next morning, they were snuggling with each other, holding one another like a lifeline.

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A/N: I really hope you liked this aaaaahhhhh this is the first eR thing I've ever written *screaming*

More are coming soon!

—Caroline <3