A short update for you guys. I'm sorry it is short, but I feel like I work better writing lots of short chapters than a few long chapters.
Enjolras gave him a reassuring hug and left the room to get some bedding for him. He honestly didn't know what to do. He told everyone that France was his only love, but he knew that that wasn't true. But could he trust Grantaire with the real reason why he doesn't get romantically involved with other people?
Enjolras woke up before dawn. He sat up when he awoke. When he turned to look at the bed, he still saw a Grantaire sleeping; not that it surprised him. His friend usually slept in until noon.
He stood up and tidied up the makeshift bed he slept in last night. He then picked up the pile of his clothes and walked to the bathroom. He borrowed some sleeping garments from Grantaire – he was sure he wouldn't mind since he didn't have time to go home and collect any overnight things. He then locked the door.
After getting redressed, he washed his face and then walked out of the room to wake up Grantaire. The revolution will start today and he wanted to make sure that things between him and Grantaire were cool before they fought for freedom. It wouldn't be very nice if they both died and their friendship ended on an awkward note.
He made breakfast and took it up on a tray to Grantaire's room. The tray was placed on the bedside table and Enjolras gentle shook Grantaire awake. "Did I sleep in?" he said as soon as he was fully conscious.
"I think we need to discuss our situation. I really don't want to die tomorrow knowing our friendship ended on an awkward note".
Grantaire ate while Enjolras explained. "I don't want you to think I am outraged by your proposal, in fact I am rather flattered and I promise I will not tell anyone about your feelings for are a good friend to me, Grantaire, and I don't want to lose you over feelings you can't help. I cannot accept your proposal however, as I just do not really do the whole relationship thing. I am married to France and dedicate my love to it. I need to focus on making this place that I love so much a better place for everyone, and I feel like being tied to someone else would distract me. I hope you understand."
Grantaire's heart sank. Atleast Enjolras doesn't hate me, he thought, it could be worse...yea I could also be dead tomorrow...
Enjolras could tell that Grantaire was upset with his response. He was too. He wished he could tell him the truth, but now wasn't the time.