" Do you want anything?" the blond asked not really caring about the other mans answer "Because I'm goi-" he was cut off when Courfeyrac grappled him to the bed. Not knowing what to do he just screamed and flushed at hearing the sign of his weakness. "You!" his mouth was brushing Enjolras' ear, which mustered a soothing moan from Enjolras that barely escaped his lips.

The blond tried to wrestle away but was pulled into fierce kiss that he managed to kick away from.

"WHAT THE FUCK COURFEYRAC!" his face was deep red from anger but Courfeyrac noticed a glint of passion in his eyes. "YOU KNOW I HAVE GRANTAIRE! WE'VE BEEN DATING FOR OVER 6 MONTHS!" he was blazing now.

"IF GRANTAIRE KNEW HE'D KICK YOUR HEAD IN!"

"Like he does to you?" Courfeyrac replied calmly as he was ordering his dinner but he couldn't help feel a pang in his stomach as soon as he said it.

"H-h-h-how -" Enjolras stopped himself, as he knew he must have sounded pathetic.

"Fuck Enj! How long have we known each other?" he was obviously offended but he pressed on just as Enjolras was about to open his mouth, still bruised from the kiss… "Yeah a long frickin' time! As soon as you meet that arsehole you've changed. You're not our fierce leader any more! You're a child! Your always cowering when he turns your way and…. And don't even get me started on those marks" he gestured toward Enjolras' arm and whimpered at the sigh of the blue and purple marks that littered his arm and most likely the rest of his body.

The blond was dumbstruck. He wanted to say something, anything! To defend Grantaire, no. To scold Grantaire, no. To scream out and cry, yes!. But he didn't because if he did it would only confirm Courfeyracs suspicion. Courfeyracs correct suspicion… so he remained silent. What Courfeyrac said next he'll regret all his life but he just wanted to purge the truth out of Enjolras. " Even Eponines safer living with Montparnasse than you are with Grantaire! Remember this time last year when Eponine almost died because of that cunt… because I do and I still think that Montparnasse is less dangerous than Grantaire … fuck, knowing him he's probably raped you! He has hasn't he?!"

A strangled cry escaped the blondes' lips before he could stop it. Courfeyrac nodded and shook his head at the same time. He answered his own question.

"Enj… dude… I don't get it! Why are you with someone like that?"

It didn't take Enjolras a second to reply "Because I fucking love him! But you wouldn't know about that because you're a slut Courfeyrac! That's right! I don't know if I'm the first one to tell you but yeah you're a slut!" his voice was shaking and his eyes were stinging but he didn't care " you sleep with everything that has a pulse so don't try and tell me about love! And- " he was crying now " how dare you even think about comparing Grantaire to that sly cunt Montparnasse! That's like comparing Jehan and Bahorel! ActuallyyoucouldcompareJehan andBahorelonhowwellthefucked you !" He spent his last breath on that sentence before he collapsed to the ground.

When he regained consciousness (about 30 minutes had passed) he was cradled in Grantaires arms. He could hear Courfeyrac banging at the door and calling his name but he ignored him at stared up at grantaire taking in the sight of his hazel eyes and inky blank hair. Grantaire smiled when he saw that Enjolras was awake " go and tell Courfeyrac to piss off! He wont leave" although what he said should have been said angrily it was like music to enjolras' ears. Bindingly he went to the door and opened it revealing a red eyed Courfeyrac "Enjolras I-I-I-I"

" Its fine I just need some time to think" he smiled

"ok but b-but come round tomorrow ok!'

"ok" he chimed just as sweetly as before.

He closed the door slowly and turned round just as, Grantaire was right behind him "I can smell him on you"

Notes- Hey i dunno whether i should leave it here or not(not even sure if its good :s) ? Any suggestions for the next chapter if you want one? P.S this is my first fic. please don't hate 3