I know this story is pretty much shamelessly E/R flufflyness and not even pretending to have a storyline and I'm sorry but I just really felt like this would be cute because I too hate getting dressed up. I've been reading fanfiction for a few years and finally decided to try my hand in my favorite fandom, Les Miserables. Sorry if this sucks – flames welcome. Also, is this a drabble? I don't know that exact definition.
"Come on, E. What's wrong with this?" Enola's grabs Grantaire's hand and pulls him over to the full-length mirror behind the door.
"Look at yourself, R. Just look and think how awkward it's gonna be when you are the only one wearing a hoodie." E hesitates for a moment, because holy shit R is so hot, with that black mop falling into his eyes and the sassy pout on his red lips. Enjolras sighs, because he remembers how those lips feel on his neck. "Well, okay, you do look unfairly sexy in anything, but -" He finishes with a gasp, because R is tracing a line of kisses behind his neck, just under the collar of his shirt. E opens his mouth to protest while he still can, but R lifts his mouth and bites hard on that one spot behind E's ear that he knows drives him crazy.
"Jesus, R." Enjolras arches back into the kiss, without even meaning to. He can't help it. R's lips on his skin, R's breath on his ear - Enjolras can't resist it. "Stop. Please. We have to - " but he can't go on because R has his earlobe in his teeth and is tugging on it, teasing it lightly with his tongue and sending spasms of pleasure through E's body.
Enjolras makes one last ditch effort before he knows he'll have to succumb. "R, please." But then it's over because R takes Enjolras's bottom lip in between his teeth and pushes him against the wall, biting and sucking and kissing and licking and so hot and soft. "Dammit R." E can only whisper the curse, because he is writhing and arching his back and if he doesn't whisper, he'll shout.
When Grantaire finally pulls away slightly, he traces E's jawline with one rough finger and whispers, his swollen red lips only inches from E's ear, "You still gonna force me into that suit?"