12 Days of Enjoltaire

Day 7: Sick Day

           Enjolras luckily was asleep for the majority of that day. Grantaire stayed with him as much as he could; reading some of the books Enjolras had laying around and scrolled aimlessly through social media. Most of the time, though he just cuddled with Enjolras and acted as a human pillow. At around three am, Enjolras was conscious and coherent for the first time that day. He tried to get up without waking Grantaire but since they were tangled together, he failed quite fantastically as he fell off the bed.

"A real fallen angel?" Grantaire teased with a sleepy smile. Enjolras huffed and sat up with a small smile.

"How can you even make a joke so quickly after waking up?" He retorted. Grantaire just laughed and helped him up.

"Well, I haven't been able to all day so I'm taking all my chances," he replied, kissing his forehead. "Anyway, I'm sure you're hungry, want me to make you something to eat?"

Enjolras raised an eyebrow. "One, it's three in the morning and two, I can always heat up a cup of ramen."

"You are eating actual human food this week and I have nothing against helping you with that. C'mon, I got stuff to make onion soup," he said, getting up. Enjolras sighed and pulled on his boyfriend's sweatshirt before following him out of his room.

Grantaire went into the kitchen and started pulling out ingredients when Enjolras came out in Grantaire's sweatshirt that was way too big for him. Grantaire couldn't help but laugh as he kissed his forehead. Enjolras hummed softly as he took a seat on one of the stools.

"Hey!" Grantaire realized indignantly. "I thought I lost that a few months ago!" Enjolras just burrowed deeper inside where just his eyes were visible.

"Sorry," he mumbled. "It's warm and covered in your paint. And smells like you." Grantaire just smiled and rolled his eyes affectionately.

"You're too cute," he said off handedly. Enjolras just huffed but watched him intently with his head propped up on his hands. Grantaire hummed softly to a song as he started making the soup. It didn't take all that long, he was done within a half an hour but when he looked back at Enjolras, he found the leader in red sleeping blissfully.

He smiled softly and set the pot to simmer before picked up Enjolras gently. He carried him into the living room and laid on the couch with him still in his arms. Enjolras woke up again not long after, blinking up at Grantaire in tired confusion.

"Sorry," he mumbled again. Grantaire smiled softly and kissed his nose softly.

"Don't apologize. It's like three in the morning and you're sick," he pointed out. Enjolras smiled back and cuddled up close to him.

"Do you think that Ferre would kill me if I showered now?" He asked. Grantaire laughed softly and shook his head.

"I doubt it. I mean I'm making soup. If the overwhelming smell of onion won't wake him up, I doubt a shower will," he promised, kissing his forehead. Enjolras smiled softly and went down the hall to the bathroom. Grantaire went back to be kitchen and finished making the soup.

When Enjolras came back, Grantaire gave him a sympathetic look as he ladled the soup into a bowl and handed it to Enjolras. He pressed a gentle hand to his boyfriend's forehead and frowned.

"You still feel warm. I'll get the thermometer," he sighed. Grantaire went to get it and came back with a thermometer and some Tylenol. He handed it to Enjolras and waited for it to beep. He read the number and winced in sympathy.

"Aww, honey. 103. Seriously, how bad is your immune system?" He joked gently. He ran his hand through Enjolras' hair before kissing his forehead softly.

"I'm okay. What movie is this?" He asked, sounding congested. He gestured to the tv with a nod. Grantaire wrapped an arm around his boyfriend and pulled the blanket back over them.

"Phantom of the Opera" he answered with a smile.

"25th anniversary? "

"Of course, what do you take me for?" Grantaire asked in a mock offended tone. His expression turned more concerned when he heard Enjolras cough harshly into the crook of his arm.

"Are you sure you're okay, Enj?" He asked again. Enjolras nodded and shifted closed to Grantaire.

"I'm fine. Wanna put the movie on?" Enjolras prompted. Grantaire sighed and turned on the movie. Unsurprisingly to Grantaire, Enjolras fell asleep before the end of act one. Grantaire smiled to himself and woke him up gently.

"Finish the soup then I'll let you get more sleep, okay?" Enjolras nodded slowly.

"Can we finish the movie first?" He asked quietly. Grantaire smiled at him.

"Of course, Apollo."Grantaire turned the movie back on. This time they made it to 'Point of No Return' before Enjolras fell asleep. He finished the "human food" as Grantaire put it and cuddled up next to him.

"Hey, you don't want to fall asleep on the couch again, do you?" He teased gently, shaking Enjolras' softly.

"You're here," he muttered. Grantaire was melting slightly but moved reluctantly.

"C'mon, I'll stay with you but you shouldn't be sleeping on the couch as much as you do." Enjolras huffed but got up anyway. Grantaire smiled and followed Enjolras into his room. He dragged Enjolras down onto the bed with him and the other student laughed lightly.