Author's note: Ok, this one is kind of short again, and in Enjolras's point of view. I hope you enjoy it, I got up at half 7 to type this up! ) As always, please Read and Review!

Enjolras awoke slowly. It took him a while before he realised that this was not how he usually woke up.

He was curled into a ball, and someone's, he breathed in, no, it couldn't be?

Grantaire? Grantaire's arms were around him.

Why is Grantaire in my bed? A vague recollection stirred, he'd asked him to stay.

Why are you so comfortable laying in bed with Grantaire?

He is cozy.

Really quite warm...

No! Stop that train of thought right there!

We've talked about this.

And he really was comfortable, Grantaire's arms were wrapped around him, with one hand, he realised with a jolt, entwined in his.

Grantaire stirred.

Oh crap, what am I going to say? Ok, ok, the best plan is to act as if this is a very normal occurrence.

Maybe it'll become one...

No!

"Enjy-er-Enjolras, are you awake?

We're in bed together and he still won't use my nickname?

Shit, not that you want him to!

"Uh, yeah, you?"

What? Yes he's awake! He's talking to you!

"Are you feeling ok?" Grantaire loosened his grip so that Enjolras could look up at him.

"Yeah, just a bit of a headache"

Grantaire blushed "I'll uh, get you an aspirin" he slid out of bed and got up.

Enjolras was slightly disappointed, something in him didn't want Grantaire's arms removed from around him. Ever.

"It ok, I'll get it!" Enjolras got out of bed and crossed to the door. Grantaire stopped him

"No, you need your rest"

Enjolras smiled He wants me back in bed eh? Not that I'd... Well... Shit.

Grantaire, I feel like I just slept With you for a year! I think I can I'm ok to go to the kitchen"

Grantaire dropped his arm, smirking "Are you sure? I've seen your cooking"

Enjolras glared at him "We don't talk about the noodle incident"

Grantaire burst out laughing "I'd forgotten about that!"

"The firemen haven't" Enjolras muttered darkly.

Enjolras made coffee, or, he tried to, but Grantaire had insisted that he "Go and have a shower or something".

He came out of the bathroom 20 minutes later to find Grantaire on the sofa with two bowls of hot soup and a pile of DVD's.

"Grantaire, what are you doing?" He shrugged, "It's what you eat when you're ill! According to..."

"Google and RomComs?"

"Maybe! Now eat before it gets cold"

He made me soup? Why am I so pleased? Wait, I'm not pleased! Ok, maybe a little.

Enjolras sat down next to Grantaire, who passed him a bowl. "So, what do you want to watch first?" he motioned to the stack of films.

"Uh, well, I have this really important essay to finish on the..."

"Nope, you're ill, you're going to eat soup and watch shitty movies! So which one first?"

Enjolras looked at him He really is determined... And your "essay" can totally wait...

"Ok, ok! But just one film, then I really have work to be doing" But Grantaire was already loading a film into the DVD player.

Enjolras smiled, and sipped his soup. If this was what Grantaire did when he was ill, he might have to stay ill.