"Vegas?" Courfeyrac called out. "Vegas, open the door please."
Combeferre took a few deep breaths before opening the door, pulling Courfeyrac inside, and shutting the door again. Courfeyrac held the taller man close in a hug and rubbed his back.
"Vegas, Sierra's being a bitch. She doesn't understand that it's not right to say that. She's stupid." He said.
Combeferre shook his head and sat on the edge of the bed. "Nathan, that's not why. I've kept this from you…I came out because of Julien." He said in a whisper.
Courfeyrac tilted his head slightly. "He encouraged you to?" He questioned.
The doctor shook his head. "No…" There was a brief silence. "I love him. I love him so much. Oh my God, Nathaniel! I love him!"
Courfeyrac stared at his friend and smiled slightly. "Aw, Vegas! That's so cute!" He said. "I mean, not in a kiddie kind of cute, but ya know…I ship it. You and Julien would be the cutest couple!"
Combeferre slapped his hand on top of his friend's mouth. "Keep it down! I don't want him to hear." He said.
There was a silence between the two. Courfeyrac sat down next to Combeferre. "You know what? Julien can't be in love with Sierra. He's to formal for that. Sierra's an airhead and did you hear her? She brought up having kids in front of all of us. They aren't even engaged, and Julien probably doesn't want to think of marriage at twenty-one." He said.
Combeferre shrugged. "I don't know…it's not the same. He is a straight man and only sees me as a friend. Oh, it hurts my heart to see him fall in love with someone else." He mumbled.
Courfeyrac sighed and hugged him tightly. "I know it seems bad now. I promise things will clear up…I don't know how, but they will. Just wait." He said.
There was a soft knock at the door. Combeferre looked up. "Come in." He said.
The door creaked open softly. Enjolras walked in and over to the group on the bed. He sat on the other side of Combeferre.
"Hey, man. Are you feeling better?" He said.
Combeferre put on the best smile he could and nodded. "I am. Thanks." He replied.
"Good." Enjolras said before hugging him gently.
Courfeyrac grinned when he saw Combeferre's cheeks flush red. He stretched and pulled at his bow tie. "I'll leave the both of you alone. This bow tie that my student criticized is choking me, so I shall change." He said before leaving.
Enjolras laughed slightly. He sat up on the bed farther, so he could cross his legs. "I'm sorry about what Sierra said. She didn't mean to word it like that. She's really sorry." He said.
Combeferre smiled. "It was not her fault. I've been so stressed and I didn't take my anti-anxiety pills this morning before I left for work." He explained.
The blond smiled before flopping back on the bed. "You need to start taking your pills before you go to sleep, so I can remind you. You always leave before I wake." He said.
"Work starts at six for me. Gotta be there early."
Enjolras shrugged and sat up again. "You wanna have movie night tonight instead of tomorrow? I've got a match tomorrow night." He said.
Combeferre smiled slightly and nodded. "Sure."
"You're gonna be there for my match, right?"
"I'll always be there."
Courfeyrac ran back into the room in his baggy pajama pants and sleeveless white undershirt. "Me, too!" He exclaimed, jumping onto the bed.
Both men laughed. Combeferre stood up, pulling Enjolras and Courfeyrac up with him. "Okay, so tonight's movie options are Mean Girls and Iron Man." He said.
Courfeyrac raised his hand and jumped up and down excitedly. "MEANGIRLSMEANGIRLSMEANGIRLS!" He exclaimed.
Enjolras grinned. "Mean Girls." He said.
Combeferre laughed and grabbed the DVD case out from under the bookshelf. "Mean Girls it is." He said before putting the disc in the player. All three men sat on the ground, waiting for the movie to start.
At around midnight, the movie had ended, and Courfeyrac had fallen asleep against Enjolras' shoulder. "I'll put him in his room." Combeferre volunteered.
And so he did. He picked the scrawny man up and carried him into his bedroom. When he returned, Enjolras was still in the same position he had been in when Combeferre left.
He stretched before standing up and pulling the ponytail out of his hair. Combeferre smiled slightly at the man he loved before stretching himself.
"I won't see you until the match tomorrow morning." He said.
Enjolras sighed and gave Combeferre a gentle hug. "I know. Maybe we can meet up during lunch break or something." He said. "I'll head over to the hospital, and I'll be there. If you're not there, then I'll kill you because I could've been with Sierra." He finished with a laugh.
Combeferre hadn't laughed with him. Both men were still embracing each other. Combeferre towered over Enjolras by at least a foot. His glasses were almost about to fall off his nose. Enjolras did not know what was going on. Then Combeferre lost it.
He bent down and smashed his lips against the blond's. It caught Enjolras by surprise. It was more than a one-sided kiss though. Enjolras eventually found himself kiss him back, licking his lips for entry. But that's when he jerked back.
Enjolras slapped Combeferre across the face. "What the hell?!" He exclaimed.
Combeferre turned as pale as a ghost. One moment he was kissing Enjolras, and the next he was being rejected. "I-I-I'm sorry…" He said.
Enjolras seemed horrified by what just happened, but he was furious. He punched Combeferre in the face before racing into his room.
Combeferre felt the impact in his heart rather than his face.
His glasses had cracked and his nose was bleeding, but his heart with shattered.