Enjolras's P.O.V

After two days Eponine was released and we could take her back to our place. She had been released much, much earlier than expected(mainly because she threatened to lay the smack down on Dorian if she wasn't), so she was still on bed rest, by both the doctor's and Joly's orders, neither of which she took seriously as she kept trying to get up. Joly had promised the doctor we'd look after her and call immediately if something was wrong

"But I'm so booooored." She said for the 50th time as we sat on the bed. The boys, especially Grantaire and Gavroche, had been teasing us non stop about the amount of time we spent together.

"Then let's talk." I prompted. She huffed.

"We've done nothing but talk. I wanna go back to school. I wanna go to rehearsals." She whined. I sighed to myself, then smiled and looked at her."What?" I grinned and started tickling her.

"How's this for a boredom buster?" I felt like I was cackling.

"HAHAHA STOP IT ENJOLRAS! HAHA! STOP, OW!" I immediately stopped and looked at her.

"Oh my god I'm so sor-"

"REVENGE!" She tackled me and started to tickle me even more.

"Okay Enjolr- WHAT THE DEVIL IS GOING ON IN HERE?!" We stopped instantly and slowly turned towards the door. Joly stood there with two bottles in his hand as well as a cloth or two, and his face was redder than my hoodie with anger. Eponine got off me and guiltily sat down against the pillow. I twiddled my thumbs. He pointed to me."Out, I'll deal with you later." I reluctantly complied, giving Eponine a smile as Joly's back was turned before walking out.

Eponine's P.O.V

I looked at Joly, who was back to his normal colour. He was still glaring at me. I gulped and he just sighed."Do I want to know why you two got in a tickle fight and risked opening your stitches?"

"..I was bored?" I chucked nervously. Joly like he was about to burst a stitch of his own, but calmed down.

"No more tickle fights. If you're bored, try reading a book." He said saltily. I giggled and nodded.

"Yes sir." I mock saluted him. He rolled his eyes and began his quote on quote check up. In other words, making sure that one, my stitches hadn't burst, two, give me my foul medicine, and three, that I hadn't run away again. Why they thought I would, I would never really know. About twenty minutes or so later, Gavroche came bounding into my room with the heaven's gift to man. Chocolate. And not just any, Dark chocolate filled with rich gooey caramel. God it was good. Great, I sound like a candy commercial."Thanks Gavroche, you are honestly the best thing to ever happen to me, to anyone."

"Even Enjolras?" He asked in a teasing manner. I rolled my eyes. We hadn't even made anything official yet and already we were the next Feuilly and Musichetta. I ruffled his hair.

"Even Enjolras." I confirmed. He grinned and we continued talking for a while. He had beat Combeferre's high score on Zelda. And had gotten a perfect score on an acting assignment. I smiled and congratulated him on both accomplishments. Then came the dreaded predicament I had been avoiding at all costs for about half a month now.

"Eponine, why'd you leave? Before I mean." I gulped. For a while I had built up various excuses and/or reasons. All of them were to prevent me from facing the truth. But it was time to let it out. I just hoped he could handle it, no, that I could handle it.

"Because I was scared. Scared that people would care if something happened to me. Scared that dad would come after all of you. Scared that I was starting to love Enjolras and I could never really give him a good relationship. Scared that something would happen to you. Scared. Just scared of it. So, I left, so that I would be only one who got hurt." I hugged him."I'm sorry Gavroche."

"It's okay.

Later that day I was finally let out of my room.

"There she is!" Grantaire and the others rushed towards me."Come on Ponine, it's time for...MOVIE NIGHT!" They all yelled. I covered my ears while laughing. We all ran to the couch as Courfeyrac popped four bags of popcorn in a row. Combeferre broke into the pop stash and even decided to let Grantaire have a little wine."FINALLY, THANK YOU FERRE YOU ARETHE BEST BOYFRIEND ON EARTH!" He turned to the rest of us."Oh, yeah, we started dating." We all looked at Combeferre, who blushed furiously, and nodded. We all smiled at each other and money exchanged through three hands. Gavroche and I smiled. Our movie that night was chosen by Enjolras, the entire harry potter series.

~ later that nigh~

Gavroche was asleep, Combeferre and Grantaire were holding onto each other, Courfeyrac and Joly were putting away the snacks, and Enjolras switched off the T.V. I myself after sitting for so long, only to get up for food and bathroom breaks, was feeling slightly sluggish and weak. The virus was still there. Joly had told me it would go away after a few more days. But I had apparently been starting to get sick even before the day we skipped, so it would stay. To which I replied: Sad face. Suddenly I felt warm arms around me and I looked up to see Enjolras carrying me towards my room. Courfeyrac took Gavroche, who was cutely sucking his thumb, and walked towards my brother's room. I smiled, even at ten years old, he couldn't kick the habbit.

"He's a cute kid, but sometimes I think he's too smart for his own good." Enjolras told me as he backed up through the door. Our rooms had been converted from spare rooms to our own special rooms. Over the past few days, the guys and Cosette had gotten us some decor. I had some musical posters and Gavroce had book and video game posters. I had a nice picture of our group, a smaller version of the blow up picture in Courfeyrac's room. Needless to say it was the nicest room I had ever stayed in.

"Yeah." I agreed with Enjolras, shivering a little. He put me down in the bed and pulled the covers up."Thanks Enj...hey, can I ask you something?"

"Sure." He nodded and sat down on the edge of the bed. I bit my lip.'

"What is this, us I mean, are we like, a thing? Or what?" I asked. I kind of hoped we were to be honest. He smiled softly at me.

"We can be whatever you want us to be." He rubbed small circles on my hand with his thumb. I smiled at him and sat up. I lightly grabbed his face and brushed my lips up against his.

"Alright then, boyfriend." I smiled and hugged him. He hugged me back and I couldn't have felt happier. Unfortunately, that happiness wouldn't last for much longer.