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Eponine could not believe Joly. I am his guardian. When I want him to know he will know! She was glaring at him heavily as she grabbed Gavroche's hand to walk away. She brought Gavroche to a nearby table and sat down. She sat there contemplating whether she should tell him right then or not. She was struck out of her thoughts as she heard, "Why must you torment me so?"
Enjolras was flabbergasted. He was about to stutter out a reply when a thought stopped him. In the past he had barely tolerated Grantaire. They had always fought, and he had constantly told Grantaire that he didn't belong, that he believed in nothing so there was no reason for him to be there. God, what had he done? Why was he so confused? Grantaire used to anger him, he still did sometimes, but now whenever he saw him Enjolras had the urge to kiss him.
"Grantaire...God, your right. I-I did tolerate you/ That was an immensely insensitive comment. I... I... the truth is that, nowadays, I get really confused around you, so... I... I guess I just default back to being rude rude... I'm so very sorry."
Grantaire froze. He... apologized? What? He spun back around and stared, mouth open and a tear dripped down his face.
"You... What?"
A tear dripped down Grantaire's face. Grantaire was crying?!
"I'm sorry, I've been a horrible person. I've just been so confused. Every time I see you I just want to... Oh to hell with it!" Enjolras grabbed Grantaire's head and passionately kissed him.
Grantaire nearly died. When he finally regained control of himself, he pulled the younger man closer, threading a hand through his hair. He didn't even notice the slight tightening of his trousers.
Bahorel, who had been sitting alone in the corner, noticed this interaction and perked up. "Well, if that's how it's going to be..." He glanced across the next table at Feuilly, who was dozing from a long day of work. Standing and moving quickly, he grabbed the little redhead by the collar, startling him awake. The smaller man stared up at him, confusion and a slight panic entering his eyes. Bahorel indicated Grantaire and Enjolras. The fan makers eyes widened. With again, Bahorel closed the gap between them, kissing Feuilly roughly until the smaller man returned it with passion.
A stroke of jealousy hit Eponine as she saw Grantaire and Enjolras kiss. She was completely confused. What?! How?! Why?! Marius had walked in on the kissing fest and Eponine acted out of jealousy. She walked over to Marius, grabbed him by his collar, and forced her lips onto his.
Bousett randomly looked up to see a kiss fest going on. He was about to look back down at his book when he saw Eponine kissing Marius.
"WHAT?! Someone's kissing Marius?!"
Enjolras broke the kiss when he heard that particular outburst. What? Who would... his thoughts trailed off when he saw that it was Eponine. To his surprisehe grew slightly angry.
We bash Marius so much. Sorry if that offends you.