Wanna come over and watch movies? pull an all-nighter? Jehan thought about the text he was obeying. Courfeyrac always invited him over for snuggling and movies. He did like it, but why did Courf have to be so difficult? Why did he never actually get involved with anyone? He always had to be with hundreds of girls or guys. He wanted them to become a serious couple. Jehan snickered at the phrase couple, wondering what it'd be like when Courf ever asked him.
Jehan sighed, as he pressed the button next to Courf's name. Courf buzzed him in with a song, and Jehan climbed the stairs up to Courfeyrac's level.
Courf had the door open and was collecting blankets from every room in the house.
"Hey," he said, dropping the large pile over the couch.
"Hi," Jehan replied, shutting the door behind him as he walked in.
"Marius and Cosette are going to a midnight premiere of some movie, then out to eat. He won't be home for hours, so we'll be alone." Courf stated. It made Jehan's heart swell. Just being alone with Courfeyrac.
Actually, Courfeyrac had payed Marius to stay out of the house the entire night, because he knew that Marius had a certain tendency of horrible timing.
"What movies?"
"There," Courf nodded to the DVD cases splayed out on the coffee table. There were a lot. "If we do stay up all night and into morning, we may get about five to seven movies in. You pick,"
Jehan sat himself down in front of the DVD collection and carefully looked at each one. "What are you in the mood for? Action, comedy, Disney?" He laughed, remembering their Disney marathon last week.
"Romance," Courfeyrac said, walking out of the room for more supplies. He was furiously blushing at his comment. He wanted to ask Jehan to be his boyfriend tonight. Then again, that had been his plan last weekend, and the weekend before that.
Jehan smiled at Courf's suggestion. Maybe with the romantic mood, Courf would ask Jehan to go out with him. A part of Jehan was a nagging feeling that told him that Courf was just doing another one of his one-time-things. But Jehan, being Jehan, stayed positive and continued with the possibility of their relationship starting tonight.
Courfeyrac returned to the living room five minutes later. He waited until he calmed down after his response, then fixed his hair in the mirror. "Want popcorn?" It was usual for them to have popcorn. He wished it wasn't, and patted his pocket to make sure that he still had breath mints- just in case.
"Of course," Jehan replied. "You have soda, too, right?"
"Uh huh," Courfeyrac pulled out all their usual snacks and returned with a tray. "Which movies?"
"I picked a few, so you should pick a few." Courf smiled at Jehan's kindness. Of course he wouldn't pick out all five or six movies. Then it occurred to Courf what time he should ask Jehan out. He could do it after the movies, but that was lame. And what if Jehan had fallen asleep during them? But asking during the movies could be worse. If he rejected him, then it would be awkward, or Jehan would leave. He decided not to think about it and just do it whenever the time felt right.
Courfeyrac looked at the movies Jehan had picked. Titanic, The Notebook, and Pride and Prejudice. Of course. But they were some of the only romantic movies that Courf had. He looked back at the hoard of movies.
"Honestly, those are the only romantic ones, I think we'll have to watch something other than that." Jehan's heart dropped. Maybe Courf wasn't going to ask him to be his boyfriend tonight. Maybe he was just in that mood.
Courfeyrac noticed this, and added, "Maybe we could go down to the movie store,"
Jehan smiled, "Okay,"
So soon the two had put on their coats and were walking down to the closest movie store. As they opened the glass front door, their hands touched. Both of them pulled away quickly as they blushed. When finally, Courf opened the door and the bell rung as the two stepped inside.
They walked toward the Romance aisle and stared blankly at the rows of movies. Neither of them knew much about the subject, and ended up picking up Romeo and Juliet, The Phantom of the Opera, and The Proposal. They arrived at the counter and smiled at their friend, Josh.
"Movie night?"
They nodded.
"Oh, romantic movie night. Nice," Courf swallowed, hoping Josh wouldn't continue talking. He was the type of person to ask if 'One of them would finally ask the other out' or if, 'They'd finally kiss and get married or something.' He didn't exactly know boundaries and Courfeyrac really didn't need him over-stepping tonight.
Luckily, he didn't continue, and the two were soon back at the apartment.
Jehan popped Pride and Prejudice into the player and jumped onto the couch next to Courf.
He leaned on Courfeyrac and pulled blankets over the two of them.
They were half-way through the movie when Courfeyrac was completely stressing. He had absolutely no idea what to say or when to say it. He was freaking out about it while Jehan was anxiously waiting. The tension between them was building and building. Half an hour later, Jehan finally snapped,
"Oh my gosh! Are you going to ask me out or not?" He yelled. He then began tearing up. He didn't mean to say it! He wasn't even going to say anything! What had he done? "I'm sorry," he apologized, ripping himself away from the blankets and Courfeyrac and dashing towards the door as tears threatened to fall. He had just completely ruined EVERYTHING. Why? He wanted to slap himself. Everything was going great, better if Courf was going to ask him out. WHY?
Tears streamed down his cheeks and he yanked the door open and fled out the hallway. He could hear Courfeyrac shouting his name behind him, but he continued running.
Courfeyrac tried to chase after Jehan, but Jehan was faster than he expected. He didn't realize that Jehan knew he was going to ask him out. He didn't realize that Jehan wanted him to. If he'd pulled together the guts earlier, they could've been a couple by now, snuggling on the couch and kissing. Courfeyrac slid his hand through his hair, angry with himself. He tried to convince himself that he could ask Jehan out later, but he knew that wouldn't happen. Jehan wouldn't come to the cafe for the next week or two and he wouldn't answer any of Courf's texts or calls. Going over to his house wouldn't work, either, because he would just run into his room and start crying and never answer the door.
Ugh, what had he done? He should've asked sooner!
He returned back into his apartment. He didn't care to turn off the T.V. But he turned it off anyway, considering the electric bill, and wanted to die when he saw one of the final scenes flicker on. The one where Mr. Darcy comes back for Elizabeth after she realized that she loves him.
So many emotions filled him. Anger, sadness, depression… he wanted to cry and throw heavy things at the T.V. He ran off to his room and buried his head in all the cool blankets. He finally fell asleep.
