Short and random exr
The work title of this was Random Pormpt in the Midst of Exams and I have totally forgotten about its existence until today, so that says a lot... anyway, I guess itâs enjoyable enough, so there you go
âWell, that was quite the fight for you twoâ Courfeyrac appeared next to Grantaire, leaning casually against his table. Grantaire â already smelling something shady about Courfeyracâs appearance â looked around in the room for someone to save him from his friend but it was only the two of them around. Everybody else was getting up from their seats and filing towards the bar, since Enjolras had decided to close his and Grantaireâs last argument by screaming the meeting is over, before storming back to his place next to Combeferre. The end of the meeting meant it was time to go over to the bar and order something for their usual post-meeting socializing.
All of the amis seemed to oblidge to this unwritten rule except for Grantaire â who already had a drink on the table before him â and Courfeyrac, who decided to interrogate the poor drunkard instead of his usual bar run for some reason totally beyond Grantaire.
âWell, I wouldnât say it was anything specialâ the boy shrugged after accepting the fact that he would have to face Courfeyracâs nagging alone, taking another sip from his beer. âThough, on a second thought, I did spice it up a bit this time. I donât remember ever supporting an opinion that was entirely mine in these arguments of ours. That was actually quite scary⊠thinking backâ he stared at the table, visibly taken aback.
âMaybe I can clear that dilemma up for youâ Courfeyrac leaned closer excitedly. âChange your opinion about it, so you donât agree with it anymore.â
âOh, thatâs very heroic of you Courf, but you canât. Sadly, it is true. I do never regret bets. If I win, I get money or other useful services, or I get to say I told you so, which is very satisfying because it gives me a feeling of superiority I rarely get to feel, since as my friends might say I undersell myself or as I say, Iâm a lesser human than most. And if I lose, I still get a moderately good story to tell about it, which makes it easier to make friends, cause hey, a man with poor conversation skills gotta cope. But you know all that, since youâve heard Enjolras scream at me about this quite recently.â
âOkay, if thatâs so, I bet you I can make you make a bet that you will regretâ Courfeyrac added as an afterthought. âI realize it might sound confusing. But you get the idea, right?â
âYeah, I think I do. And if I refuse this bet, youâve kind of won it alreadyâ Grantaire nodded appreciatively. âWell played, but I am not one to give up without a fight. Actually, I sometimes amâ he reconsidered. âBut not with bets. Out with it! What shall I bet on with who?â
âOh, I so hoped you would say thatâ Courfeyracâs eyes lit up. âEnjolras!â he singed, waving at the boy in question to come over, which was quite frankly a bit intimidating and made Grantaire think Courfeyrac might just be onto something, but he had dug this hole to himself, so he forced his features into a lazy smile and leaned back on his chair.
âWhat?â Enjolras asked as he approached them.
âGrantaire wants to make a bet with youâ Courfeyrac smiled.
âNoâ the man in question answered flatly, before moving to go back to the others.
âHe wants to bet you to get by on twenty-eight hours of sleep at a week, sleeping only two hours at night and two when you get home from work. And, if you do that, he will shut up and listen to the meetings without disruption for a monthâ Courfeyrac added, which made the leader stop in his tracks.
âReally?â he turned to Grantaire, obviously suspicious.
âSureâ the man shrugged, though he really didnât know how he would shut up for a month if it eventually came to that.
âAnd what do I have to do if I lose?â Enjolras asked.
Grantaire glanced at Courfeyrac, who just shrugged (not helpful), so he settled onâŠ
âNothing.â
âAh, well, I donât see why you would want to take part in this bet, but fine, Iâm inâ Enjolras nodded, before going back to the bar.
âI donât see why you would want me to do this eitherâ Grantaire turned back to Courfeyrac.
âOh, just you waitâ was the only answer he got that night.
âŠ
One week later, Courfeyrac announced a party at his flat, which was mandatory and sounded a bit dreadful if you asked Grantaire. He still didnât understand why he would regret making the bet with Enjolras. All that changed over the course of the week was that Enjolras became a bit more irritable then a lot less coherent. If Courfeyrac thought any of those symptoms would bother Grantaire he was very wrong, because the more irritable the Enjolras, the better for drunk Grantaire and incoherent Enjolras was just adorable.
The party however dreadful it sounded at first, was actually pretty chill. They all sat on the floor talking and eating Mexican food that they ordered. Grantaire had even forgotten about the ongoing bet with Courfeyrac. He was in the middle of analyzing the song What Makes You Beautiful by One Direction to a mindfully listening Jehan and a confused Marius, when Enjolras suddenly draped himself over the ground, his head landing in Grantaireâs lap.
âA-A-Apolloâ the man stuttered, not too gracefully. âWhat are you doing?â
âThe timeâs upâ the man in question mumbled into Grantaireâs jeans. âThe weekâs up, I can sleep now.â
âNot to judge the decisions of a god, but why here?â Grantaire gestured at his lap, fighting to keep his voice level.
âCause, you are my new pillow nowâ Enjolras muttered and the next moment he was asleep.
âAha, and so my plan has succeeded. I believe I won our bet, Râ Courfeyrac appeared as if summoned, though Grantaire was pretty sure he was in the kitchen just a moment ago.
âI havenât regretted anything yet. The discomfort caused by a few minutes with a sleeping Apollo on my lap will hardly surpass the drunk story I can tell about this. Though, now that I said it out loud, Iâm kind of panickingâ he admitted, not even trying to hide the sudden horror that overcame him. Apollo sleeping in his lap? How could he possibly survive? And why was Courfeyracâs wicked smile even wider than before?
âOh, you think this is just for a few minutes? How long did you say Enjolras would sleep after last week, Ferre?â
âAt least ten hoursâ Combeferre looked up from his phone, barely hiding his own smirk.
âAnd either you move in those hours and wake him, or just stay where you are and suffer. IN conclusion, you will regret this bet either way.â
âOh my godâ Grantaireâs eyes widened as he realized what his friend said was true. And he had walked right into his trap. âI hate you so much, Courf!â
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Enjoltaire, Courferre and JBM for the ship thing!
Uuuuu a lot! Yesss
Enjoltaire
1. My take on their canon relationship:
Itâs just a wonderful ride of ignored feelings, fights and tears
2. Do I ship them:
Is the snow white?
3. Reasons why I do/donât ship them;
They are perfect together because exactly what the other one needs to help them get ahead and bring out the most from themselves. They balance each other out perfectly, Enjolras giving Grantaire motivation to get it together and the confidence that he can and Grantaire loosening up Enjolras a bit. They are also not afraid to push each otherâs buttons which they both need very much.
4. Headcanon, if any:
I think they respect each other very much and support each other in every part of their lifes. They are also very snuggly and canât sit normally next to each other they must cuddle! Enjolras is taller. Grantaireâs mom always makes Grantaireâs favorite dessert the way Enjolras likes it and itâs driving Grantaire crazy. Grantaire is always sick after they come back from dinner with Enjolrasâs parents because Madame Enjolras always orders tiramisu since that was what she ordered the first time Grantaire was invited to dinner. The truth is, R is lactose intolerant and just wanted to be polite and then never gotten around to actually let Madame Enjolras know the truth. He thinks itâs might be too late by now anyway.
5. How much do I ship (%):
Uuuuu a lot.
Courferre
1. My take on their canon relationship:
I havenât finished the brick yet and in the scenes I read so far they donât actually interact with each other that much they are both more focused on Enjolras.
2. Do I ship them:
Yesyesđ
3. Reasons why I do/donât ship them;
I really like them together because I imagine Courfeyrac is always being goofy and crazy and inappropriate while Combeferre just stands behind him and looks at him fondly. And Courfeyrac doesnât mind because heâs the only one (besides maybe Enjolras) who knows that Combeferre can be all goofy and crazy and inappropriate in private, though in a very different way than he is. They go well together, itâs not hard to imagine that they could fall in love. I also like the idea of Enjolrasâs best friends dating. It just gives the triumvirateâs dynamic another layer.
4. Headcanon, if any:
Well in my orchestra au I they sometimes act like Enjolrasâs parents and I love writing that (that story will be finished someday). I also like the idea of them going on the funnest dates. Like they donât just go to a restaurant they go rock climbing, to a painting class, to an interactive museum, to ballroom dance lessons. It doesnât matter if they good at these things or not, they just love trying new things together. (I have a chapter in Twelve days of Christmas with Courfeyrac where they have a rather cute date if you are interested.) They are clearly the ultimate date master couple in my mind.
5. How much do I ship (%):
Like 80% I ship Combeferre with Eponine too (if someone asks Iâll tell why) but I donât really like Courfeyrac paired with anyone else. Itâs hard to imagine him settling down with anyone but Combeferre.
JBM
1. My take on their canon relationship:
I loooove that itâs actually hinted at in the brick, thatâs so awesome
2. Do I ship them:
Oh yes
3. Reasons why I do/donât ship them;
Come on? Who doesnât ship them? I think they are the ship most of the fandom agrees on. I mean, you can hardly find fics where they arenât together.
4. Headcanon, if any:
Joly and Bossuet had known each other (and R) since elementary school. They both had a crush on each other from their late high school years but always thought they were in the friend zone. Then in their early twenties Bossuet met Musichetta on Tinder and he was so relieved that he finally really REALLY liked someone else besides Joly and maybe he could finally get over him. And Joly was genuinely happy for them but since he lived together with Bossuet and Grantaire, he hung out with Musichetta a lot, even on one on one when she dropped by before Bossuet got home. And he... started to like her too? So poor Joly was freaking out and thinking he was the worth person ever for not only loving his best friend but his girlfriend too. Meanwhile Bossuet was also freaking out because he loved Chetta but his feelings for Joly just didnât want to go away. Then one night Musichetta asked him what he thought about Joly and Bossuet genuinely thought she was going to break up with him but then she confessed she liked him as well and wondered if the three of them could go on a date together. They both agreed they never heard a better idea in their life. (This was a long ass head canon so I wonât include more)
5. How much do I ship (%):
100%
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