The surprise for Juliette was still ongoing. He had the ring prepared, now it was only a matter of days before he could ask her. Jehan said he would take care of the white roses and Feuilly had made the ring. It was absolutely gorgeous. (AN: this is how the ring is supposed to look like.)
It was a beautiful small ring. Feuilly had an eye for the details. The door was opening and it was probably Juliette.
Juliette had sold the Bakery to have some money, the bakery lost a lot of customers when their father died and in the end they had 3 customers a day. "Bonjour Mademoiselle.", he called out as he saw her.
"Why so formal Monsieur?", she asked. His face turned into a more serious expression. "Fey, what is it? What's wrong?" "Nothing my dear, I just realize how much of a lucky man I am, to have you.", he said, looking deep into her eyes.
"I love you.", she said. He didn't say it back because he immediately attached his lips to hers. The kiss lasted for many minutes and they only parted when they needed some air. They parted and she got up laughing. "What's it with you? Why are you so happy? What did you do? What did I do?", he asked."Nothing. I just feel happy." Courf noticed that her face has turned green. "Excuse me.", she said then she ran off to the bathroom. Courfeyrac was right behind her. He kept her hair out of the bowl and rubbed her back. "It's probably a stomach virus Joly said has been going around.", he said, "how long have you been feeling like this?" She had finally stopped vomiting.
"I don't know, yesterday everything was fine but now, I don't know.", she said. "Maybe you should go to bed, while I'm going to get Combeferre. Joly would be scared that you could spread whatever disease you might have.", he said lifting her up in bridal style and putting her into bed. He kissed her forehead and ran out of the door.It felt like ages when Courfeyrac came back with Combeferre. Enjolras was there too for whatever reason. "Can you sit up for me?", Combeferre asked her. Courfeyrac helped her sitting up. Her face was paler than usual. Combeferre handed Courfeyrac a cold cloth and he put it on her forehead. The men looked worried but Courfeyrac looked even more worried, even scared.
Combeferre was clueless. He had no idea what she could possibly have. During this Juliette had fallen asleep.
"Let her sleep. She will need it. If you notice any other symptoms like headaches, even more nausea. Don't worry, we will get her okay again and you can propose to her.", Combeferre said, whispering the last part.
The boys have left and Juliette had woken up again. She was turning green once again. She got up and ran to the bathroom again. Courfeyrac came back in the room to notice that the bed was empty. She came out of the bathroom. She was shaking. Courfeyrac came to her side to catch her if she fell.As predicted, she fell and he caught her. He put her back into bed and she was asleep even before her head hit the pillow.
(AN: whoop whoop a new chapter is here for you. So Courfeyrac is ready to propose, are you?
Leave your thoughts on this chapter below. What do you think Juliette has?)
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The City called Saint Michel
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