Eponine has a habit of breaking inside the flats of Les Amis de l'ABC for a quick bath. And on this hot sunny day, she had decided to take a bath in Enjolras' flat since it was the closest one to the street where she spent the previous night. She knows that the revolutionary is out and probably rallying the people with the rest of Les Amis.

Eponine bounded up the steps to Enjolras' flat and looked around to check if someone's watching. When she made sure that the coast was clear, she removed a couple of hair pins and started fidgeting with the doorknob. When she heard the familiar click, she pushed open the door, stepped inside and closed the door behind her.

She was so proud of herself that she started skipping around his flat in search for the bathroom, not noticing the small trail of dirt she's leaving behind. You see, she hadn't made an attempt on breaking into Enjolras' home – until now – for fear of what the revolutionary would do to her if he finds out. Enjolras, unlike the rest of Les Amis, seldom smiles. He scowls at everything and never laughs whenever Grantaire makes a drunken joke. As to her observations, the guy only shows two emotions. Anger and annoyance.

She's pretty terrified at the moment yet oddly thrilled. She peeked into his bedroom and noted a huge shelf lined with books on one side of the room and a fluffy looking bed. She hasn't seen a bed so fluffy before, not even in Courfeyrac's flat and she hasn't slept in one in, like, nine years. She resisted the urge to jump on the bed and exited out of his room instead.

She walked to the farthest end of the hallway, and sure enough what she was looking for was there.

Enjolras had a modest bathroom. A sink with a mirror attached to the wall above it, a toilet bowl and a tub. It was surprisingly spotless. She vaguely wondered whether Joly would be proud of how clean Enjolras' bathroom is. She crossed over to the tub and run the faucet, spilling out lukewarm water.

Perfect. She sighed and started unbuttoning her oversized trench coat. Eponine made a face when her dirt covered clothes fell and stained Enjolras' clean bathroom floor with mud.

I guess I'll just clean that up later. And with that she stepped into the bath and started cleaning herself.

A rather annoyed Enjolras walked purposely towards his flat and was desperately wiping away a wine stain on his favorite red blazer, a grinning Marius just behind him.

"Come on, Enjolras. Grantaire said he was sorry." Marius laid a hand on Enjolras' arm. The latter stopped walking and scowled at his friend.

"He doesn't seem like it." Remembering how Grantaire laughed his ass off at the sight of Enjolras freaking out over his blazer. "You guys planned it all along, didn't you?"

Marius raised his hands. "Hey, I wasn't involved in the planning! It was all Courfeyrac's idea."

"Ugh, whatever." Enjolras scoffed and resumed his walk, leaving a laughing Marius behind.

I can't believe I'm friends with idiots!

By then, he had reached his flat and fumbled with the key, only to find out that his door was unlocked. His annoyance was suddenly replaced by confusion.

Strange. I swear I locked this when I left earlier this morning. He twisted the knob, stepped inside, and made sure that he locked the door behind him.

There was a fine trail of dirt on the floor. He followed it curiously and led him to his bedroom. He checked his things, everything's in place and nothing was missing.

His brows knitted together. Who could've broken into his house and stole nothing? He strode outside his room and noticed that the trail did not end in his room, but continued down the hall towards the bathroom.

Whoever is behind the door is the person who broke into my house.

Though he did not steal anything, it was against the law to break into other people's houses and Enjolras is just the kind of person who sticks by the law. The look on Enjolras' face says that the guy will most probably get a full hour lecture about morals.

He took a deep breath and opened the door, just in time to see Eponine in her newly washed undergarments.

Eponine felt her blood freeze in her veins. She's caught now. No more sneaky baths in the flats of Les Amis. She squared her shoulders and stood straighter; awaiting what the leader of Les Amis would fire at her. But to her surprise, Enjolras' eyes widened and his cheeks flushed red.

Enjolras quickly dropped his gaze, "If you err need anything I'd just be uhm in my room." He stuttered, turned and walked back to his room, cursing under his breath.

Eponine, on the other hand, did not expect him to react the way he just did. She cocked an eyebrow and smirked. Who knew that the man who gave so many convincing speeches could stutter? Who knew that Enjolras, the man of marble, could blush and look embarrassed?

She giggled as she pulled on her slightly-less-dirty chemise over her head, grabbed her trench coat and walked to Enjolras' bedroom.

Enjolras grabbed a book from his shelf and sat down in front of his desk. He pretended to read just as he saw her leaning casually against the doorframe. He could hear her giggle and walk towards him and his heart is hammering in his chest and he doesn't know why.

Eponine leaned over his desk, propped her head on one hand, and smiled slyly at him.

Enjolras kept his eyes glued to his book, refusing to look up at Eponine – who looks undeniably pretty for someone so scrawny. Her proximity made his heart hammer even more. He prayed that she couldn't hear, he couldn't take another embarrassment in one day.

Thankfully, she straightened up. "Sorry for breaking into your flat and taking a bath." But honestly, she's actually not. She'd gladly do it again just to see the revolutionary's embarrassed face.

"It's okay."

"Oh, and by the way – "

"Yes, mademoiselle?" this time, he looked up at her. Her eyes shone full of mischief.

She quickly bent over and kissed him on his cheek, "You look adorable when you blush."

And with that, she straightened back up and walked out of his room, leaving a rather flushed and embarrassed Enjolras behind.

A/N: This is my very first Les Mis fic!:3 I don't really know where in the timeline this story fits in but what the heck?! It's Ep and Enjy and just plain *squee*

Sorry if I haven't updated my other fics, finals is just around the corner... and I've got other things to deal with right now. SO SORRY! :(

Review are much appreciated! :)