Les Misérables One Shots

Hello, here's another late one. My friend asked if I was going to write a new year one shot and I said, well now I am. That was two (?) days ago and now it's the second, but it's better late than never. So here you guys go and Happy New Year. 

Enjolras felt arms wind around his waist and grinned when his boyfriend's chin rested on his shoulder. "You've been standing in front of your closet looking for something to wear for the past thirty minutes," Grantaire whined. "I have to wear something nice or I will never hear the end of it from Courfeyrac." Enjolras slipped out of his grasps and looked through the clothing items again. "Why don't you just put on that green hoodie you stole from me and some black trousers? It's not too casual nor too fancy. And people will know you're mine as well." Grantaire pointed to the hoodie and Enjolras pulled it off the hanger. "Good idea." He laughed and walked to the washroom to change.

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The two walked into the back room of the Cafe Musain which was already decorated by Jehan and Courfeyrac for the New Years party. Every year, they threw a Christmas party and then a New Year party for those that were customers of the Musain. Though this year they had decided to just keep it small, having just Les Amis, Madame Hucheloup, Gavroche, Èponine, Azelma, Cosette, Marius, and Musichetta.

Enjolras walked over to Courfeyrac and Combeferre while Grantaire joined Joly, Bossuet, and Musichetta at another table. "You and Jehan did a good job of decorating, Courf." Enjolras pushed up the sleeves of the hoodie so he could use his phone. "Thank you, so what took you and loverboy so long?" Enjolras raised a brow at the nickname for Grantaire. "R wanted a pastry, so we stopped in at a bakery on the way." he slipped his phone into his pocket, a timer set for a minute before midnight. "Pastries aren't good for your-"

Courfeyrac cut Combeferre off. "We know... you tell us all the time, you're turning into Joly." he snickered but Ferre just rolled his eyes. "I heard my name!" Joly got up from his seat and walked over to their table, followed by the other three sitting with him. "I was just telling Ferre how he was turning into you." Courf leaned back in his chair as the others sat around the table. Expect Grantaire, who draped his arms over Enjolras' shoulders. "Come over to the window with me, Apollo." he kisses his cheek before pulling away as the rest of their friends came over.

Enjolras rose from his feet and followed the brunet over to the window. They sat on the windowpane and Enjolras looked out the window. "We can't get a lot of alone time while here but I thought we could at least go to the other side of the room." Grantaire gave a small smile, leaning on the wood of the window. "They'll be years to come..." Enjolras smiled back and Grantaire leant in for a kiss to which Enjolras pulled away. "You can wait for another hour." Grantaire pouted as Enjolras lightly laughed. "That's too long."

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Each of them had had a few drinks, expect for Azelma and Gavroche, by the time the timer went off. Enjolras hit the turn off button as everyone watched the clock on the wall, waiting for the ten-second count down. Grantaire had his arm already slipped around Enjolras' waist, who both thought that the minute was going to last forever for how long it was taking to get to the count down.

"Ten...! Nine...! Eight...!" Courfeyrac started and everyone else joined in. Gavroche had climbed onto one of the tables and Azelma got up with him, giddy and laughing as they counted. "Three...! Two...!" right at 'one' Grantaire had pulled Enjolras in for a kiss. Slightly caught off guard from still counting, Enjolras laughed and kissed back, resting his hand on the other's cheeks.

After a moment, they broke away. "Alright, goodbye guys, happy new year, I'm going to go to bed," Courfeyrac announced, causing everyone to laugh before he and Combeferre left. "That sounds nice, y'know? Going to bed." Grantaire took one of Enjolras' curls and twists it. "If we go to bed, I'm going to sleep like Courf." Grantaire laughed. "You really think he's going to actually sleep?" Enjolras shook his head, "Let me rephrase myself; I'm going to sleep, unlike Courf." He grinned and kissed Grantaire one last time before telling everyone bye and leading him out of the Musain.