This is just an introduction to the story so the chapters will be a lot longer than this.

This is just a random idea that came to me so I don't know if I will continue it… I thought I would post it and see if anyone would like me to continue it or not … if you do then please let me know.

DISCLAIMER – I DO NOT OWN LES MIS AND NEVER WILL UNFORTUNATLY

Eponine felt two hands on her behind as she tried to focus on the blonde hair of the marble man in front of her, the only way she was going to make it home without injuring herself would be to focus on the one person in the large group who was next to sober and that was the marble man himself.

Eponine looked to her left to see Courfeyrac next to her, no doubt the hand belonged to him, he was always touchy feely when he's been drinking but then again he is when he's not been drinking. Eponine felt someone bang into her right shoulder and turned her head to see Jehan smiling up at her, the other hand belonging to him. Having their hands on her wasn't unusually but at the same time it was. Eponine turned her focus back to Enjolras, allowing herself to focus once again as she watched him grab Grantaire by the arm making sure he didn't walk off and get lost.

"My feet hurt" Eponine complained as she tried to look down at her feet without falling over. She knew wearing heels on a night out was a bad idea but she still does every weekend then ends up complaining on her way back to the house.

She looked up once again to see Enjolras had given up on Grantaire who now had an arm around Combeferre who must be just as drink as Grantaire himself. Eponine reached behind her back and took the two hands off her behind and joint them together before taking off into a small run, trying her best not to fall over.

Eponine placed her hands onto Enjolras's back as she caught him up and jumped, praying he would catch her. She sighed as she felt his hands grab her legs around his waist as she wrapped her own arms around his neck, placing her chin onto his right shoulder.

"What are you doing?" Enjolras asked in his less than amused tone of voice, in other words the tone of voice he has most of the time.

"My feet hurt" she replied down his ear as a smile danced on her face.

"You will wear stupid shoes" he replied making Eponine roll her eyes at him. "Couldn't you have jumped onto someone else's back?" his tone changing a little to show slight amusement which Eponine couldn't help but smile at.

"Are you calling me fat?" Eponine asked lifting her head up off his shoulder in offence.

"You're anything but fat but why always me?" he groaned knowing he has this conversation with her every weekend, not that Eponine would ever remember it the next morning.

"You're pretty much sober which means you are the safest person to give me a piggy back" She replied placing her chin back onto his shoulder. "Plus you know I love you Enjy" she shouted before placing a kiss onto his cheek.

Oh how that last statement was true, she loved him but he never showed any emotion, he never looked at women. Eponine knew he was straight because they talked back it one evening but he made it clear that the only thing he was interested in was his school work, how she wished he would love her, hold her close to his tall, strong body and never let her go but that was a fantasy she could only live on her own. She knew she had Courfeyrac and Jehan and as much as she loved them, it wasn't the same as how she loved Enjolras, the marble man as everyone like to call him.

It felt fitting for them to call him the marble man, he was beautiful just like a marble statue but he was also like an ice sculpture, he can sometimes be cold and now and again he will let himself melt a little and have fun but that wasn't very often.

'If only he knew how I felt' Eponine thought to herself as she slowly started blowing on his ear, watching as his blonde curls moved out of the way, only to fall back into place seconds later.

"Don't call me that" Enjolras said snapping Eponine out of her thoughts of him and back into the dark evening.

"You love it and don't lie to me Enjy" she said placing another kiss onto his cheek knowing it annoys him when she does so and one thing she loves more than Enjolras himself is Enjolras when he's annoyed at something or someone.

"Don't" he snapped back but even he can't ignore the slight redness of his cheek from where Eponine had kissed him.

"One day you'll make a certain women, very unhappy" Eponine joked placing a kiss onto his neck this time, unable to ignore how Enjolras has stiffened as she did so.

'How I wish it was me' Eponine thought to herself as she felt Enjolras relax a little, she knew he would make her anything but unhappy, if anything he would make her the happiest person in the whole wide world but no he has to focus on his school work and not look at any women for more than a second.

"Home sweet home" Enjolras announced to the group as he placed Eponine back onto her feet and dug into his pocket for his key. Why Eponine chose to live with eleven boys is beyond her, at least Marius moved in with Cosette to give them a little more space.

Eponine stumbled through the door, placing her hand onto Enjolras's hard chest as she pasted, feeling him tense up all over again.

'who knows maybe one day when I touch him, he will not tense up but relax' she thought to herself as she went into the living room and hit play on the Ipod allowing music to fill the house.

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