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Chapter 3

As they entered the cafe, Eponine flashed Enjolras a smile and contently walked over to a table with Marius, ignoring the vicious glare the revolutionary leader was sending her way.

Marius groaned inwardly, making Eponine shoot him a slightly annoyed look. Within a second, however, she turned her attention back to the cafe's marble statue.

"So, Enjy, have you found your pretty little blonde angel yet?" she asked him sweetly. Enjolras' face instantly turned a bright shade of red. "Oh, look, his face matches his vest! How adorable!" she laughed.

There was an audible bang as Marius' head connected with the table. "Eponine.." he groaned in clear annoyance. "Do you have a death wish?"

"Nope, but I also have nothing to live for!" she replied, far more cheerfully than one would expect. She had accepted her fate long ago, and no longer cared.

"Death wish or not, would you please stop tormenting me?" Enjolras practically growled.

"No." Eponine's reply was simple.

"I think it's rather hilarious. Looks like the marble statue has feelings after all, thank you for proving it, Eppy!" Grantaire laughed.

The colour drained from her face. "What did you just call me?" she asked, her voice suddenly deadly. Grantaire fell silent instantly, not from fear, but from having turned his attention back to his bottle and forgetting her.

Enjolras smirked, spotting a way to turn the tables. "What's wrong with Eppy?" he asked, grinning. Eponine's head snapped around, allowing her to glare at him.

"I just don't like it!"

"Why not, Eppy?"

"Shut up, Enjy!"

"Don't call me that, Eppy!"

"Don't you dare call me Eppy!"

Marius tried to ignore them, really wishing that he hadn't agreed to be part of Eponine's scheme. However, ignoring them proved to be impossible when Courfeyrec joined him.

"Would you look at them? With all the tension between them, it won't be long before they stop fighting and start kissing. I'd give it a week before she's in his bed," Courfeyrac said with a smirk.

Marius' jaw dropped, and he felt his stomach squirm uncomfortably at the thought of Enjolras so much as touching his Eponine's hand. Wait, his Eponine? Was he jealous? A single galnce behind him at Eponine, glaring at Enjolras with fire in her dark eyes, yet smirking nonetheless, told him that he was. There was no way that Eponine was going to be with anyone but him, and she was especially not going to be with Enjolras. He stood and walked towards her, grabbing her wrist.

"Come on, let's go, 'Ponine," he said quietly.

"Why?" she asked turning to look at him, a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"I'll tell you later," he replied. "Come on."

"Marius-"

"Now, Nina," he said, using her other nickname, which he rarely used.

"Fine," she said viciously after a moment, and she went with Marius outside. "So, are you going to tell me what this is about?"

"Courfeyrac made a rather awkward comment about you and Enjolras," he replied.

"Did he now?"

"He thinks you and Enjolras are going to just stop fighting and sleep together by the end of the week."

Eponine stared at him as if he had grown three extra heads for a moment before she burst out laughing. "That is the most hilarious and ridiculous thing I've ever heard!" she laughed. "Me... With Enjolras! Of all the crazy things Courfeyrac has ever said, that one is by far the craziest!" She stopped smiling after a moment though, and looked slightly confused. "Why do you look so relieved?"

"Oh, uh, no reason," Marius replied quickly.

Eponine crossed her arms. "You dragged me outside as quickly as possible because Courfeyrac made some sort of comment about me and Enjolras, and then you look relieved when I laugh at said comment? There's definitely something that you're not telling me Marius."

Marius' eyes widened. "Why would you thin that?"

Eponine sighed and rolled her eyes. "For the reasons I just stated! Come on, Marius, just tell me!"

"Fine!" And with that, he leaned in and pressed his lips quickly to hers.

Eponine was started for a moment, then, thrilled, she wrapped her arms around his neck, kissing him back as his arms made their way around her waist.

It was the most wonderful experience of Eponine's life. She felt as though her heart would burst out of her chest from joy. Everything about it was perfect.

After several moments, they broke apart, both slightly surprised at their actions. Eponine smiled up at him, her arms still around his neck. "You have no idea how long I've been wishing you would do that," she whispered.