AN-Hello, everyone! I just want to give a shout out to crescentmoonthemage. Thanks to her, Apollo's Angel is now a part of her community, Our Own Barricade. Also, you should totally read her story, More Broken. It's a modern depiction of Les Miserables with the pairing of Eponine and Enjolras. I'm sure you'll all love it! Anyway, I hope you like my new chapter. Happy reading! :)

Disclaimer- I do not own Les Miserables :(

Enjolras was dumbstruck. Why, of all people, does this 11-year-old boy want to join our revolution? Enjolras asked himself.

"Join our fight? What do you mean?" Enjolras asked.

"I want to fight with you." Enjolras was afraid that he would say that. That's when Eponine cut in.

"Oh no, you're not, 'Roche. You're not doing anything of the sorts!" Eponine declared, but Gavroche didn't look like he was about to back down.

"She's right, Gavroche. I would never risk the life of a child." Enjolras had already decided that women and children weren't allowed anywhere near the barricades. He didn't want to be responsible for their deaths too, if their revolution were to fail.

"Come on, Apollo. At least let the boy help us in some way," Grantaire pleaded. He had taken a liking to the boy instantly.

Enjolras cringed at Grantaire's nickname for him. The drunkard really bothered him.

"Don't call me that, you old wine cask," Enjolras started. "Okay, maybe we can find you something to do. Something away from the fighting."

Gavroche would take what he would get. Maybe he could find a way to fight later on.

"Thanks, Monsieur!" Gavroche then ran off before Enjolras could change his mind.

After a good evening of celebration, Enjolras was ready to go home. It had been a long day, and he needed his sleep.

"Eponine, I'm ready to go. Do you want to stay longer, or would you rather just leave now?"

"I'm coming with you," she called. "Goodnight, boys. It was nice talking to you," she said to the few Les Amis she was speaking with. Enjolras and Eponine then exited the café into the night and headed home.

"I give them a week," Courfeyrac declared.

"'Til what?" asked Combeferre.

"Until they're in love," he said plainly.

"No, Enjolras wouldn't crack that easily," Feuilly cut in.

"Yes, Enjolras is too focused on the revolution right now. But, by the time our war is won, I do believe he will be in great danger of falling in love with her," Joly reasoned.

"It was then that Jehan joined the conversation. "Eponine might not be an exquisite beauty, but she is perfect for Enjolras. They are so much alike." Everyone agreed with that. Soon, Enjolras's marble exterior would be broken. When that day came, he could not even try to stop himself from falling in love. It was only a matter of time. After all, Enjolras is only a man.

While their future relationship was discussed back at the café, the two in question were walking back to Enjolras's flat, silently. They arrived home, and, instinctively, Enjolras headed toward the couch.

"Wait," Eponine said before Enjolras could sit down.

"Yes?"

"This is your house. You shouldn't have to sleep on the couch. You should be sleeping in your own bed."

"But, you are sleeping there," Enjolras pointed out.

"Then I will sleep on the couch, instead of you."

"No, I will not let you," Enjolras stated.

"Fine, then… we can both sleep in your bed. It's large enough for each of us to have our own sides."

"Eponine, I don't think-" Enjolras started, but Eponine cut him off.

"It's just sleeping, yes?"

"Yes, but-"

"Come on. We can have separate sides and everything. It's no big deal." Eponine then turned around, and headed back to the bedroom.

Enjolras, reluctantly, stood up and followed her.

"Okay, I will sleep on the left side, and you will sleep on the right," Enjolras said plainly, trying not to show how uncomforatable he was at the thought of sharing his bed with a woman.

While Enjolras tried to compose himself, Eponine laid down. She had no problem with this arrangement. It was no secret that she had been with multiple men. She had no choice. It was either that or starve.

"Enjolras then snapped out of his revery and saw Eponine already in his bed. Slowly, Enjolras sat down, and then laid back. Enjolras fell asleep with his back facing Eponine. Surprisingly, he fell asleep easily and slept comforatably all through the night.

AN- Finally finished! It's late, and I'm so tired, but I pushed through to put this out "on time". Hope you all liked the chapter. I tried to make this one a bit longer. I hope you're happy with the outcome. Please review/favorite/follow. Have a good night! :)