But Grantaire did not see the Duke the next day or any of the days after that. Enjolras and Grantaire were able to curb any of the Duke's antics simply by claiming to be practicing for the show all the time. They did practice a little bit, but mostly it was just spent curled up together talking about anything.
Enjolras told Grantaire about leading the revolution, and Grantaire thought the idea was stupid, and Grantaire told Enjolras about some very strange customers, which was an interesting conversation in itself. And they definitely left time for just cuddling. They both loved each other a lot, and would sometimes hide in the sets for the show and shower each other in affection.
During group rehearsal, Enjolras was a mess, holding Grantaire's hand and intermittently giving it a kiss while Grantaire was talking, so he would lose his train of thought. Not that he minded. Everyone would start scolding him, but no one was really mad. They all understood what this meant to both of them. Besides, they were crazy in love with their partners themselves.
Montparnasse, however, was the most irritable person in the whole club, snapping at everyone when he caught them together. No one really knew exactly what had happened, they hadn't seen Jehan around, and every morning Montparnasse kept checking the mail for any letters.
One day, he found Grantaire in a dreamy state after spending time with Enjolras, and he was giggling. Those were two things that Grantaire did not do. He did not giggle or look dreamy. He just didn't.
"Grantaire, what do you think you're doing?" he growled at him.
"I think I'm just a little in love with Enjolras, that's all," Grantaire replied casually, starting to walk away then bumped into a table. "Oops."
Montparnasse grabbed his arm. "Why don't you spend time with Thenardier? He's making time for you, and wants to do everything for you."
"I just love someone else, simple," Grantaire replied.
"You don't understand this yet, but if you let go someone who actually makes time for you and is a good person to you--" Montparnasse was getting choked up "--then you'll lose something special. Believe me, you don't want someone to let go because you didn't try hard enough. I know how that feels." he walked away, saying, "Drop the writer. I don't want you to hurt someone."
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Miserable Rouge! - A Les Mis AU
FanfictionThe Moulin Rouge. A nightclub, a dance hall and bordello. Ruled over by Montparnasse. A kingdom of nighttime pleasures, where the rich and powerful came to play with the young and beautiful creatures of the underworld. The most beautiful of all of t...
