This is going to be a series of one-shots about Eponine and Marius, all prompted by the 'Imagine Your OTP' blog on Tumblr. This is my first attempt at writing fluff (don't expect it in every chapter!) so please, constructive criticism is very welcomed!
The ABC boys may show up occasionally every few chapters :)
I have no idea if this is gonna work or not, but I'll let you all be the judges of that! :)
Prompt: Imagine your OTP has gone to bed for the night, but Person A can't seem to fall asleep, so they go into Person B's room to ask if they can join them. Unfortunately, Person A is fast asleep and won't wake up after a few light shakes. Growing irritated, Person A tabs their pillow and hits Person B with it until they wake up.
Éponine was a restless sleeper.
Sleep never came easily to her, but she could usually get a few hours in order to keep going the next day. But here she was at about three in the morning, still tossing and turning like there was no tomorrow. Did this happen to everybody? Was it normal? She wasn't sure.
Too hot one minute, too cold the next, left side uncomfortable, right side uncomfortable, back uncomfortable, front uncomfortable...she couldn't win.
Thoroughly defeated, a sleepy and rather frustrated Éponine flung the sheets away. It was hopeless. As a rush of cold air ran through her, she shivered, pulling her arms even tighter around herself. Dragging her pillow behind her, she stumbled through the dimly lit room, almost colliding with a chair, and headed towards Marius' room.
Quietly opening the door, wincing when it creaked, she made her way quietly and cautiously across the room, not wanting to scare the sleeping man. Leaning over gently, she placed a hand on his right shoulder and gave it a light shake.
Marius simply grunted and rolled over so he was facing away from Éponine.
She frowned. Wasn't that how people were supposed to wake up?
Trying again, she shook a bit harder.
Still nothing.
Giving it one last attempt, she shook his shoulder harder.
Again, nothing.
Now, Éponine wasn't just a restless sleeper, she was a very impatient restless sleeper, and seeing Marius still fast asleep after her attempts was a little irritating-okay, very irritating. Losing patience completely, she picked up her pillow, and began to hit him with it.
"Will-"
*hit*
"You-"
*hit*
"Wake-"
*hit*
"UP!"
*hit*
Marius was awoken abruptly, wondering who the mysterious attacker was. Still half-asleep, he grabbed the pillow and pushed it out of the way. "WhaddyawantPonine?" He sleepily muttered, almost unintelligible. Éponine felt uncharacteristically shy, not really sure what to say now she'd finally got his attention.
"I, um, couldn't sleep, so, um, I wondered if I could come in with you for a bit?"
Whilst Marius was a little irritated at being beaten up by a pillow just moment ago, he couldn't resist those sorrowful brown eyes that he'd never been able to refuse. "Alright, alright" he replied, shifting over to give her more room.
"Only if you promise not to brutally attack me during the night."
"Deal."
Less than a few minutes later, Éponine was fast asleep, curled up against Marius' side. He didn't have the heart to put her back on her own side, so just lightly draped an arm around her shoulders and gave her a little kiss on the top of her head, before drifting back off himself.