barricade boys imagines/one shots + preferences: volume one

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AU: i do not own the plot and unchanged script. those credits go to the writer of The Notebook; Nicholas Sparks.

Enjolras POV:
"You sure she's coming?" I ask Joly as we walk along the cobblestone to the circus.

"Relax, pal, it's all set up. We're meeting her for the late show." Joly assures and pats my shoulder as we approach the entrance of the circus. I can see Y/n and Musichetta talking to one another with linked arms.

"Look... what did I tell you? Come on." He says before jogging up to the girls. I smirk when I get a good look at Y/n. Tonight she wore a casual red dress. She looked nice. I jog after Joly.

"Oh my goodness, what a coincidence!" Musichetta says sarcastically as I stop next to Joly.

"I need to talk to you for a second." Y/n mumbles to Musichetta, turning her around and whispering in her ear, probably something about me, which made me smirk. Musichetta grabs Y/n's shoulders and makes her face me.

"Y/n, you remember Enjolras, don't you?"

"Yes, I remember." Y/n mumbles as she looks from the floor to Musichetta to me.

"Yeah." I say and smile at Y/n. She shakes her head and looks into the street.

"Come here." Joly says and pulls Musichetta into an attack of facial kisses. "Joly!" Musichetta laughs.

"Hi." I greet her as she turns her head back to me. "Hi." She replies.

"It's nice to see you again." I put my hand out for her to shake.

She exhales and grabs my hand. "You too."

I look her up and down and smile after she lets go of my hand. "You look great."

"Aw, thanks." She says looking down.

"Really, really great." I compliment, nodding my head. Red is a good colour on her.

Joly puts his elbow on my shoulder and points to Y/n. "You do look great." He then points to me. "You look great and I know I look great, so could we please go see this show? It's about to start." We all nod. Joly and Musichetta enter the tent first.

"After you." I say and bow to her. She lightly chuckles and steps inside.

TIME SKIP - MIDDLE OF THE CIRCUS SHOW

The trapeze flies over our heads with ease as a woman wearing extravagantly bright colours walks a tightrope. I look over to Y/n, who is sitting in a row below me. She is taking off her black shawl and we lock eyes. I smirk to her and she turns back to the show. At the end of their act, the sound of hands clapping fills the tent. The artists bow and walk to the back of the tent. The next act comes out, clowns. They start to blow up balloons and honk their noses. My eyes shift from their caked faces to Joly and Musichetta making out. I move away from the couple and step down into the empty seat by Y/n. Once I sit next to her, I begin to stare at her. She keeps her eyes on the clowns but eventually turns her head to look at me. I don't look away. She was very beautiful, even in the circus' awful lighting. I move my gaze from her eyes to her lips and back up to her eyes. I smile at her. She playfully rolls her eyes and turns back to the show. I chuckle and do the same.

TIME SKIP - AFTER THE SHOW

"Wait for me." Musichetta laughs as she runs after Joly to their carriage. "What happened in the show?" She mumbles to Y/n. I roll my eyes. Maybe if you kept your saliva to yourself you would know.

"Here you go." Joly says opening the door for his love.

"Thank you." She chirps and steps into the transport.