You guys are so sweet. Your kind words mean so much to me, and I'm really glad that you like the story. The two 'prompts' I've gotten so far will both be done, and I'm working on them right now.
In the meantime, enjoy!
I'm not sure if I'm happy with this, but I wanted to give you guys something as a thank you for reviewing and reading while I finish the prompts I'm working on.
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When Eponine and Montparnasse see each other at meetings, they pretend that they don't know each other. He sits in the back of the café by Jehan and she sits near the front with Marius when Cosette isn't there or with Grantaire when she is. They pretend that they don't catch each other sneaking looks.
It's only after, once everyone has left, except Jehan, who's in the bathroom, and Grantaire, who's passed out on a table, that they exchange their usual pleasantries.
"'Ponine."
"'Parnasse."
"What are you still doing here? Don't you have rich schoolboys to stalk?"
"What are you still doing here? Don't you have innocent poets to defile?"
"So…tonight?"
"Tonight."
Jehan emerges from the bathroom, and the two boys leave together. Eponine sighs and turns to her best friend, using all her strength to get him up, finally resulting to dragging him to her car.
Later that night, once she's put Grantaire to bed, kissed him goodnight, and made sure that there is a glass of water and two Advil on her bedside table where he could reach it once he'd awoken, she sneaks out.
She meets 'Parnasse at their usual rendezvous point, and he hands her the small bag of white powder. "Thanks," she whispers.
He nods. "I love you." He wants to kiss her, but he doesn't, because he's staying faithful to Jehan for some reason.
"Love you, too." She wants to kiss him, but she doesn't, because she loves Jehan and doesn't want to hurt him.
They both walk away.