Courfeyrac, Grantaire, Marius, and Joly made their way into their seats in the theater, joking along the way. Enjolras had invited them to see a play he was starring in. He was going to be one of the main characters! They all had congratulated him and praised him, and were super excited to see the actual show.
They spoke with each other quite obnoxiously as more people filed in and took their seat to see the performance. Courfeyrac and Grantaire somehow ended up toppling over, and Joly kept his hands on his lap, not wanting to touch the seat rests. Marius just waited calmly for the show to start, and when the lights dimmed, everyone had shushed them and they got into their seats as quickly as they could and shut up.
They watched the beginning of the show with interest, but Grantaire seemed to be dozing a bit. He was easily amused, yes, but he was also easily bored. Enjolras wasn't up yet, for it was only a girl singing and a few other girls singing along with her to make an addicting medley.
After a scene or two, that's when Enjolras showed up. They all silently cheered for their friend, for his singing was as amazing as always and his acting spot on and believable as if he was actually the character. Enjolras tended to immerse himself completely in the character, which was quite a hassle for when they were hanging out and he had to get ready for rehearsals and such for the performance.
Scenes came and went, and then one scene came up that caught Grantaire's eye.
It was dark, dim light showing on the stage. Suddenly, from the top of the stage on the walkway, Enjolras walked out—only in his boxers. Grantaire stopped and stared, his full attention on the blonde now. He sang as usual, leaning over the bar now and then at different notes; pacing back and fourth and sometimes doing small dance moves.
The dark haired man just sat there staring at him in awe. He was in shape, for sure. He had abs! And even the 'v'. And oh, his collarbones! Grantaire didn't know what to do.
"Wow," Grantaire whispered, as if to himself," Wow. Hot. Just—wow."
Courfeyrac looked over at Grantaire, but didn't say anything yet.
"Wow, Apollo. Hottie. I would climb him like a tree—"
"Grantaire!" Courfeyrac whispered," Grantaire please shut up. Oh my god."
"I'm sorry, I just—wow. Hot," He couldn't form words at the moment.
"You need to leave," Courfeyrac squinted at Grantaire, turning back in his seat to watch the show.
And Grantaire did just that. He just got up and left. Courfeyrac was just joking around, he didn't think the man was actually going to leave.
With Grantaire gone, the rest of them continued to watch the performance, clapping when Enjolras finished his solo. The rest of the scenes were interesting, mostly with Enjolras and this one chick that was his love interest in the performance.
Right before the last act, Grantaire came back and sat down next to Courfeyrac. The brunette didn't even want to ask why he was gone for so long.