Enjoltaire One Shots

III-DOGS!!!

Enjolras was exhausted by the time he got home at 6:30 pm. All he wanted was to be at home with Grantaire, cuddling, maybe watching a movie, anything really. He just wanted to be with him. Work at Target was tiring, and Enjolras was ready to crash for the night. When he took out his keys to the apartment, he nearly had a heart attack over what he heard from inside.

    A bark.

    "Shhhh!" Grantaire's voice could be heard from inside the apartment.

    What the hell? Enjolras thought to himself as he slowly unlocked the door, his eyebrows knitting together.

    "Grantaire?" Enjolras called out as he walked into the apartment and closed the door behind him.

    "Shit!" Grantaire said from the bedroom. "Oh God, no, please don't run away—"

    Enjolras was immediately tackled by a small golden retriever and an even smaller Yorkshire terrier.

    "What the f—"

    "Before you get angry," Grantaire called out, running out from behind the dogs, out of breath, "I rescued them. And yes, I talked to our landlord, and the building allows pets," Grantaire stopped to catch his breath, "with fur and hair."

    The dogs had started to lick Enjolras, who had sat down in shock. The golden retriever put its front paws on Enjolras's chest and began licking his nose.

    "Okay, no," Enjolras said to the dog, carefully putting its paws back on the ground.

    The dog seemed to say Okay, yes, because it immediately resumed its position and resumed licking Enjolras's nose.

    "Aw, Enj look! Egg loves you!"
    Enjolras looked at Grantaire, unsure of whether to be amused or not.

    "You named this dog Egg?"

    "Yes. And this one," he said, picking up the Yorkie, "is Jill."

    "Egg and Jill?"

    "Yes. I love them, Enj."

    Enjolras sighed.

    "Where'd you rescue them from?" he asked as he began rubbing Egg's head. Egg wagged his tail.

    "I found the poor things on the streets an hour or so after you left for work. I called in sick today so I could properly adopt them!" Grantaire was sitting next to Enjolras, petting Jill. Jill was clearly enjoying herself.

    "You called in sick just to adopt two dogs you found on the street?" Enjolras asked, slightly unnerved.

    "...Yes?"

    Enjolras couldn't keep in his small smile.

    "I suppose I shouldn't be surprised."

    Grantaire smiled brightly.

    "Can we keep them, Enj? Pretty please?"

    "Do I have a choice?"

    "I already signed the papers, so not exactly."

    Enjolras chuckled.

    "Well, in that case...I would be more than happy to have these dogs."

    Grantaire was so happy he put Jill down and held Enjolras's head and pulled him forward and kissed him.

    "Thank you," Grantaire said softly, not letting go of Enjolras. Enjolras put his hands on Grantaire's arms and stood up with him. Enjolras smiled.

    "So...what do you do with dogs?"

    Grantaire's face lit up as he smiled.

    "They love to play with anything! I bought a bunch of toys for them!" Grantaire exclaimed as he took Enjolras's hand and led him to the living room, where Egg and Jill had begun playing tug-of-war with a toy rope. About a dozen or so more squeaky toys littered the floor. Enjolras looked at the mess in horror, Grantaire beamed.

    "R. What have you done. Sweet Jesus, what have you done?" Enjolras asked, mildly horrified at the thought of how long it would take to clean this all up.

    "Don't worry, I'll clean this up at the end of the day."

    "Oh, I know that, but why'd you have to buy so many?"

    "I couldn't decide which ones to get! But hey, I actually held myself back.I almost bought twice the amount of toys I did."
    Enjolras sighed

    "Oh!" Grantaire said. "Come see their room!"

"The dogs have their own room?"

    Enjolras let Grantaire grab his hand and lead him to the small spare room, which had been completely redone. Instead of holding all of the moving boxes, the room held two dog-sized beds, a basket, two full food bowls, two full water bowls, and in the corner, newspapers.

    "Oh my God," Enjolras said.

    "I know it's kind of extravagant, but I wanted to treat them like the king and queen they are." Grantaire explained, admiring the fine job he'd done.

    "King and queen?"

    "Whoops. Wrong choice of words."

    "Yes."

    "How about 'presidents'?"

    "Better."

    Grantaire laughed and held Enjolras's hand.

    "Look, I'm sorry I didn't tell you about them sooner, but they were on the streets, and it's so cold outside and I just had to save them, and I just—"

    Enjolras cut him off with a kiss on the nose. Grantaire blushed.

    "It's okay, I know it would've killed you to leave them. I'm glad you did the right thing, love. And before you ask...it's fine that they're here. It really is."

    "Are you sure, Enj?"

    "I mean, you said you signed all the papers, so it's not like I have a choice"

    "No, I want your honest opinion, okay? If they really bother you, I can give them to Jehan. You know how they love dogs." Grantaire put his hands on Enjolras's shoulders and started straight into his eyes. Enjolras stared back before smiling and kissing his adorable boyfriend. Enjolras couldn't believe how considerate Grantaire was.

    "R. I am so happy we have these dogs. Mostly because I know that these dogs will make you happy, yes—but anything that makes you happy makes me happy too."

    Grataire beamed as he pulled Enjolras in for another kiss.

    "Thank you, Enj," Grantaire said after breaking apart, his lips just millimeters away from Enjolras's. Enjolras closed the gap again as Egg stood on his hind legs and put his front paws on Enjolras's leg.

    "Awww, Enj, look! Egg loves you!"

    "I can't believe that sentence makes sense," Enjolras said as he sat down and scratched behind Egg's ears. Jill came scampering up behind Egg and started yapping for attention.

    "Chill, Jill," Grantaire said before falling into fit of giggles as he sat down next to Enjolras and began petting Jill.

    Needless to say, Egg and Jill became the most pampered and loved dogs in Enjolras and Grantaire's apartment building.

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A/N: I LOVE DOGS