A Franc or Two - Les Misérables [IN EDITING]

Annoying - Chapter 34

You woke up the next morning feeling abnormally giddy.

Courfeyrac was still next to you. Though he was asleep, his hand close to yours (though pressed gently against Gavroche's head), it seemed as almost as if he hadn't moved the entire night.

You, on the other hand, had unintentionally followed Gavroche's lead.

Gavroche was still sleeping on your lap, and you had fallen over onto Courfeyrac's. It hadn't been intentional, of course— you would have known if it had been— though you still rested your head on Courfeyrac's lap.

You sat up carefully.

Though Gavroche's eyes were closed and he was still breathing softly, you noticed that he seemed to be in too typical of a sleeping position, with his hands folded underneath his head. However, the moment you began to stir, one of his large eyes opened up to check if you were really awake.

You saw him grin the moment you locked eyes.

"Morning, [Y/N]," he whispered hoarsely, rubbing his eyes as he looked up at you. He gave a little stretch and, as he grinned, he relaxed and blinked a couple times. "Do you know what time it is?"

"I'm not a hundred percent sure," you said. You did note that the sun was already up, reflect brightly off the snow, although that didn't magically give you the exact minute.

You noticed that Courfeyrac shifted a little, his hand reaching into his coat while keeping his eyes closed. You noticed that he was clutching onto a silver pocket watch, and Gavroche carefully grabbed onto it.

"What time does it say, Gavroche?" Courfeyrac asked, crossing his arms over his chest as he kept his eyes closed.

"It says..." Gavroche started, continuing to blink as he tried to get a closer look at the numbers. "Seven... Sixty-three."

Courfeyrac blinked his eyes open.

"The minutes don't go over sixty," he said, though with an empathetic smile playing on his lips. "Let me see, Gavroche?"

Gavroche just nodded and handed his watch back, rubbing his eyes as he finally sat up.

Courfeyrac took one glance at the watch before clicking it shut, and he placed it back into his pocket.

"It's around 8:13," he said tiredly, running a hand through his hair before massaging out a kink in his neck. He glanced over to you before standing up. "Do you want me to get you anything, to eat, [Y/N]? I'm going into town, anyway, and I know it wouldn't hurt to get you something."

"Surprise me," you said, lips breaking into a smile. "I'm definitely a little hungry, but I won't ask you to buy me anything overly expensive."

"Well, now that you mention it, I might just have to," Courfeyrac chuckled with a playful wink.

"Courfeyrac, don't you dare," you said, shaking your head softly. "I don't want to be a burden."

Courfeyrac looked at you for a moment, grinned, and was quick to grab Gavroche's hand without another word.

"Oh, come on, Courfeyrac," you said. "Don't! I'll feel bad!"

"Too late," he called out with a chuckle. "I had an idea, and now I'm going with it."

Before you could protest any further, Courfeyrac was quick to flash you a smile and abruptly close the door.

"Oh, hell," you muttered, sinking back a little as you resisted the urge to roll your eyes (and chuckle at the same time). Sometimes, he seemed to be too much... but it was to the point of ridiculousness. What kind of person annoyed somebody by being nice?