"Okay,Enjolras, calm down. You're on my street," Grantaire soothed. A sigh of relief was heard from the other end of the call. Jean Valjean and Grantaire heard Enjolras' foot steps.
Moments later the confused revolutionary showed up. His blonde curls were tousled slightly and his black coat collar was uneven due to the red scarf clumsily wrapped around his neck. He carried a grocery bag awkwardly across his chest which made Grantaire chuckle.
"I never knew you lived around he-" Enjolras' words were cut off when a shadow behind him struck him down. The bag fell to the ground, some glass shattering and a wine bottle rolling out.Grantaire rushed forward angrily and caught the assaulter in a punch that brought him down. Soon three more men cloaked in black came out.
Enjolras managed to get on his feet quickly to help Grantaire.Surprisingly, Jean Valjean was an excellent fighter.Enjolras fingered his bruising jaw and suddenly looked furious. He grabbed the closest object, a random pipe from the ground, and struck his opponent across the head.
Jean Valjean flung his adversary flying through garbage cans which also made him grow limp,and Grantaire's opponent had fled after seeing his own allies be taken down.
Gasping for air, Grantaire inspected his friends with a frown. Jean Valjean looked the best, even with a cut lip, black eye, and a bleeding nose. Enjolras sighed in relief;it was over.
Grantaire shouted quickly," Apollo!Look out!" Enjolras turned quickly but was sucker punched in his gut that knocked the air out of him. He fell to the ground and Grantaire once again threw himslf at the attacker. The tall man caught Grantaire's fist and crushed it. A scream froze the air from Taire's throat ,and he crumbled. He caught his fall with his other hand and hissed as slivered glass pierced it.
A husky,shivering laugh came from the man ,but he,too, fell to the ground. Taire looked up and sighed in relief.
Enjolras had taken the wine bottle that survived the fall and slammed it into the head of Taire's adversary.
"Oh my god, Taire,please, are you okay?!" Enjolras pleaded as he fell to Grantaire's side.
Nick swallowed his cry and weakly smiled,"Enjolras,now there is no wine."
Enjolras shook his head,slightly infuriated that all Grantaire thought about was wine but it disapeared as he looked at the small smile that was on Grantaire's chapped lips. Those beautiful, irresistible lips.
A sigh of relief came out of Enjolras; at least they were okay.
sorry if this sucked
; I'm not the best with fighting scenes so yea. Comment if I should continue.
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Blind Lover
FanfictionGrantaire was always helping out his friends. Even though he had his own insecurities, he made sure to push through and help. But why couldn't Enjolras see that? As times got worse, Enjolras discovered how blind he truly was. ExR fanfic.
