AN: Prompt was that E/R are watching a "Les Mis" soap opera. ...What? I have fun friends. Modern AU, of course. It's a short drabble, admittedly.
Have also made an account on archiveofourown dot com. Will be posting more of my rated M fics there under the user name 'the angry warlock'. It's a WoW thing.
'And now back to As the Barricades Fall, So Do Our Feels.'
Enjolras idly contemplated smothering himself with a pillow. It was rare for him to come down with an illness. Rarer still for him to allow another to aid him that wasn't Combeferre, but since getting together with Grantaire, the man just insisted on being the one to take care of him.
The soup had been delicious and Grantaire kept up a never ending supply of tissues and water. Even his company was decent since he was learning when to be quiet and when to talk. Though throughout the morning, he took to reading to Enjolras.
He had been such a wonderful companion that Enjolras told him to feel free to watch his little marathon TV show. He didn't ask much about it, figuring it to be garbage and something that he could easily fall asleep to.
As it turned out, Grantaire really enjoyed soap operas and today they were playing several hours worth of his favorite.
The plot was predictable and everyone kept dying. Some died multiple times. The dialogue was absurdly long to the point where monologues took over five minutes to get through. The love triangle was just slow and badly paced.
Enjolras fell asleep during one of the more climactic scenes only to be woken up the sound of gunshots.
"Really?"
"Shhh, this is where Eddie and Geoff die together!"
Enjolras pulled the covers up over his head and wished that he could have a boyfriend who just watched Nascar.