((As promised, here is part two to my Enjonine fic. WARING: Contains Eponine and Enjorlas getting it on (IT GET'S PRETTY DARN SERIOUS!) and over the top enjonine feels!))
After awhile of cuddling Eponine and Enjorlas walked downstairs to go outside. It was a bit chillier then Eponine thought, considering that Enjorlas' body heat kept her warm long enough to forget about the cold.
"Fancy a walk Eponine?"
"It's raining isn't it?" she said giggling
"No, it stopped see?" He said pointing outside.
Eponine nodded and suddenly blushed. She was so fixated on Enjorlas that she forgot that the rain had stopped. They walked down the wet, narrow streets of slowing down to give eachother a light kiss or glance into eachother's eyes. They walked a bit farther until Eponine felt drop of rain on her head again, she looked up and another drop fell on her nose making her squint. She spoke through her scrunched up face...
"Enj, shouldn't we head inside? It's starting to rain"
The drizzle turned into pouring rain as Eponine turned around and saw Enjorlas just staring at her with a look in his eyes, the same look that he gave her in the cafe earlier. She stared back and returned that look, then she noticed the glint again.
"If I die tomorrow, that'll be the last thing that goes through my mind" he said slowly, looking at her.
Eponine tried to find words to respond but she was speechless, nobody ever looked at her the way Enjorlas was before. She opened her mouth to speak but Enjorlas put a finger on her mouth and kissed it softly. She felt shivers again as she wrapped her arms around him. Taking in his sweet smells which made her shiver even more. They kissed more and Enjorlas lightly kissed her neck. Once again Eponine shivered and whispered
"Enjorlas, what if people see us" She didn't care, she just wanted to know what he thought.
"Then they'd be jealous that I got to make love to Eponine Thenardier" He whispered with a warm smile.
Eponine smiled back and Enjorlas kissed her neck again. She closed her eyes and took in the warm feeling on her neck.
"Should we atleast find a warmer place Mr. Enjorlas?"
He stopped and looked up and the falling water from the sky. "I think your right, let's go"
They headed back to the cafe soaking wet, when they got inside they walked up stairs. Enjorlas shook his head when he saw an uncontious man sitting on a chair with his head down on the table with a wine bottle in his hand. His long black hair consealing his face, his other arm hanging limp from his side.
"Looks like Grantaire stopped by earlier, must have been looking for me"
Eponine Chuckled "When he couldn't find you he must have found company with the remainder of the wine"
"His head is going to hurt tomorrow, he'll likely stay behind when we go out to the funeral."
Eponine's face fell and her stomach tied. She forgot about the funeral tomorrow, tomorrow Enjorlas, Marius, even Gavroche her own little little brother, all of the people she loved are going to fight a revolution and going to put their lives on the line. Enjorlas turned around and saw her sad face and stroked it...
"Is everything alright 'Ponine?"
"Fine"
"Look at me, we'll be ok, i'll be ok"
He smiled at her and kissed her again, the chills going through Eponine's body once again making her quake. She noticed Enjorlas shaking aswell, they kissed more and more until they found themselves sitting in a chair at one of the tables, still kissing. Enjorlas running his hand through Eponine's soft brown hair. Eponine kissed Enjorlas' neck and he quaked. Eponine giggled and Enjorlas removed his shirt. Eponine suddenly went scarlet at what she saw but pulled herself togethor, she ran her hands up his torso as Enjorlas began to rub her back. Eponine buried her face in his neck
Suddenly she felt loved, she felt happy and calm. She knew that brighter days were ahead
She knew, she was in love.
