Enjolras goes to five star restaurants sometimes as a custom for his family and occasionally as a guilty pleasure with Combeferre and Courfeyrac. One time his meal is so impeccable, that he doesn’t just pass his compliments to the chef, he keeps coming back until even the wait staff are on…
they start talking and of course the conversation turns towards politics. They end up yelling at each other across the restaurant, and Enjolras’ baby crush gets so much worse because while Grantaire is so /incredibly/ wrong, he’s also so smart and articulate and likes to debate, and Enjolras has it bad. But the next day management has someone else train him because obviously they can’t have them bickering in front of customers, and Enjolras ends up whining to Combeferre for an hour once he gets home because now he won’t have an excuse to get close to Grantaire. after a few weeks of pining and blushing every time he catches his eye, he realizes that if he asks Grantaire to help him with something, he’ll get to talk with him and maybe the conversation will go from work stuff to personal stuff and maybe he’ll get to learn more about him; he’s so wonderful, and Enjolras wants to know absolutely everything about him. He plucks up the courage to ask for his help, but Grantaire waves him off, saying that he’s incredibly busy,but Jehan would be able to help him with whatever’s going on, and Enjolras just deflates and goes to the stock room to sulk a little bit.
As the weeks go by, he rarely gets time to talk to Grantaire, but he learns so much about him from overhearing everyone’s conversations. Grantaire’s a /dance major/, specializing in ballet; Grantaire speaks /four/ languages; he can recite Shakespeare or Greek epics at the drop of a hat, he boxes and fences and sings. One day he walks into the break room and ends up catching Grantaire while he’s changing shirts because a kid spilled an entire plate of spaghetti on him, and Grantaire is pretty much all muscle and that is so incredibly unfair; no one should actually be able to look like that. Enjolras has to lock himself in the bathroom; he hasn’t masturbated like this since he was a teenager, but it’s messy and frantic and so, so amazing that he barely can keep himself from moaning aloud.
Sometime around his second month at the job Grantaire starts paying attention to him; chatting with him in between customers and /smiling/ at him all the time, and this just makes everything worse because the more time Enjolras spends with him, the more obvious it is that Grantaire’s completely and totally out of his league. After months of pining and whining to Combeferre, Combeferre finally decides to do something about this because he’s actually going to go insane if he has to listen to much more of this. Deciding that something needs to happen to push them together, he picks a day when Enjolras is off and goes to the restaurant to speak to Grantaire privately. Obviously he’s not going to tell him that Enjolras is in love with him, but he can help nudge them in that direction. He pulls Grantaire aside and tells him that he’s worried Enjolras isn’t taking proper care of himself, and asks if Grantaire would mind terribly keeping an eye on him?
Grantaire immediately agrees; realizing that Enjolras has seemed a bit under the weather recently; always flushed and stumbling around like he was lightheaded. When Grantaire asks him to join him on his lunch break, Enjolras practically has a conniption, and he’s barely able to act like a normal human being throughout the meal, but he spends the rest of the day /beaming/ because Grantaire’s actually noticing him. After that Grantaire starts paying more and more attention to him; he’ll only let Enjolras drink two cups of coffee per shift, he makes him drink a glass of water every hour, and every day he invites him to lunch /and/ dinner. Enjolras is in heaven.
One day they’re walking to the Mexican place next door and Grantaire’s rambling about an upcoming fencing tournament that he’s really excited about; normally Enjolras would be hanging on every word he says, but he just can’t focus this time. Before he has time to really think about what he’s doing lest he lose his nerve, Enjolras pushes him against the wall and starts kissing him desperately. Caught by surprise, it takes Grantaire a moment to realize what exactly is happening, and in that moment Enjolras starts pulling away, thinking maybe Grantaire wasn’t interested like that; maybe he just ruined everything.
Grantaire comes back to himself and grabs Enjolras by his hips and pulls him closer, kissing him quick and messy, with absolutely no finesse; he had never really thought about Enjolras like that, but wow, this was nice and perfect and he never wants to stop kissing him. Enjolras moans and fists his hands into Grantaire’s curls, (so soft; just like he imagined). After a few moments of increasingly desperate kissing, Enjolras pulls away, still only inches away from Grantaire’s mouth. They stand there, breathing each other in, until Enjolras straightens up with a snap, leaning away from him. He bites his red and kiss bruised lips and chokes out a nervous “Are we dating?” Grantaire still hasn’t quite caught up yet, still dazed at how they got here, but after a moment he says “Um. If you want?” Enjolras wants. Enjolras wants so much.
They never make it to the Mexican restaurant.
OH and from then on, lame pick up lines become their “signal” if they want to hook up. Grantaire will call across the room something really lame and Enjolras would flush, which would make Grantaire grin and then they both just slip out of the room without speaking.
Enjolras would never admit that he was hopelessly charmed by how utterly lame Grantaire is and then he realises with horror that he’s actually turned on by him using lame pick up lines.
So aromantic asexual feuilly who has perfected his robot voice, so anytime someone says “so what are you like some kind of robot” he can stand up slowly and say
"my identity has been compromised"
and then slowly advance on the person until they get weirded out and walk away
orphan black s2 meme | six things
Joly in the morning!
This amis in the morning thing is now definitely a series (even if i’m not 100% sure what to call it).
Based off of this post. I’ll be reblogging it on that post too.
I really didn’t mean for it to get more complicated than a colored sketch, but then i gif’d it. So, yeah. (This seems to be par for the course of my les mis fanart so far.)
Drawn and animated in photoshop.
Edit: Now part of a(n ongoing) series!
I think I will be making a series out of these, and draw all Les Amis. (I have them all planned out! I am quite excited to work through them all UuU)
Done in photoshop.
Edit: Now part of a(n ongoing) series!