A Franc or Two - Les Misérables [IN EDITING]

Interrupted - Chapter 35

"Am I interrupting something?" Enjolras asked, glancing between you, Courfeyrac, and Gavroche.

"No, not at all— come sit," you smiled, covering your mouth once you realized you took another bite. "It's not like this room is devoid of furniture... even though we all decided to sit on the bed."

For a moment, you saw his lips prickle into a smile, but it was hardly there anymore by the time he sat down on a nearby chair.

"You know, I want [Y/N] to be my mum," Gavroche stated, using his sleeve to wipe some frosting off of his mouth. Though the napkin might have been more polite, Courfeyrac didn't seem to notice— he seemed frozen in his spot and desperately waiting for Enjolras's reaction.

"Well... She would make a good mother, I suppose," Enjolras said, giving a slow nod. He glanced to Courfeyrac with a bit of a smirk. "Not as good of a mother as you, though."

Courfeyrac let out a bit of a scoff and rolled his eyes.

"Shut up, Enjolras," he said. "Just because I'm more prepared than you doesn't make me a mum."

"Mmm. Sure," Enjolras said, his mood seeming to lighten up just a little.

For a few more moments, their pointless bantering continued on... However, by the time you (and Gavroche) had finished breakfast, Courfeyrac looked down at Gavroche.

"Come on now, Gav," he said, smiling as he picked up your empty tray. "Enjolras will make sure [Y/N] is alright."

For a moment, you were wondering why Courfeyrac was so prone to leaving you with Enjolras, but you soon realized that he didn't know that you had kissed...

And, even further, he believed that Enjolras was incapable of loving someone.

"I'll come visit again soon," Gavroche said with a grin. "If I see any of the other gents, I'll let them know."

"Grantaire plans on visiting during lunch," Enjolras said with a nod. "He seemed very keen on meeting with you— seemed important."

"I'm sure it was," Courfeyrac said, ushering Gavroche out the door. "We'll see you tomorrow at the latest, yeah?"

"Certainly," you smiled.

Courfeyrac was about to walk out again, although after a moment, he realized that the lavender was still on your tray.

"Oh— do you still want these, by the way?" he asked, managing to hold the tray up with one arm and pick the flowers up off of it.

"Certainly," you said. "I'd hate for it to be a waste."

Courfeyrac smiled and lifted the flowers a little.

"I'll go ask for someone to bring them back up in water," he said. "See you in a little bit."

He and Gavroche waved back at you, as if stalling for a couple moments, and they soon gave an awkward smile before eventually heading out of the room.

For a moment, while you watched the door, you and Enjolras lingered in a bit of an awkward silence...

But it ended when Enjolras gave a soft chuckle.

"[Y/N], I heard what happened," he said, shaking his head a little. When you glanced over at him, you noticed that he was smiling, and he just looked at you while holding back a chuckle. "Erhm... are you alright?"

"Why're you laughing?" you asked, unable to help but chuckle yourself. "Is it funny?"

"No, not at all," he said, though still snickering. "It's just... why on Earth would you go dancing with an injured back?"