Enjoltaire Feels

Popcorn, Pining, and the Princess Bride

College AU where Enjolras and Grantaire live across the hall and Grantaire comes back to his dorm to realize he forgot his key.

It was another late night back from the library. Grantaire liked the library: it was quiet and filled to the brim with knowledge. What else could a person ask for? 

Jehan was staying the night at Courfeyrac's for a cram study night and so Grantaire decided to look up a new subject: Ancient Rome architecture. The librarian knew him by heart now, always chatting to him, loving that there was at least one person in this college who liked her and her books. Grantaire never left the library earlier than eleven, and so Jehan would not be home by the time he got back. They kept on reminding Grantaire to bring his dorm key, kept on reminding, kept on reminding... and he forgot his key.

"Dammit, this cannot be happening, Jehan cannot be right." He muttered as he struggled with the lock. "I canNOT have them do that little 'told you so' dance."

However, nothing unlocked the stubborn door. Not even the hair clip that Grantaire keeps at the back of his hair because, to quote Joly: 'You never know when you're going to need to give CPR to a hot person and you don't want them to die because your hair was in your face'.

Grantaire groaned and blew his hair away from his forehead as he kicked his door in defiance. He was not going to spend the night outside of his dorm just because he forgot his key. He was not going to let a small metal thing decide his fate.

"Locked out?"

"No, I do this every night, it's like kicking my metaphorical doors down. Helps my self-confidence", Grantaire quipped back, rolling his eyes as he turned around and almost squeaked in surprise. The boy across the hall from him, the boy he had had a crush on ever since he saw him make a fifteen minute lecture in law class, was leaning outside of his doorway in a red plaid pajama set and a cocky grin on his face.

"Well then, I'll leave you be", he replied, smiling wider as he went to close his door.

Grantaire groaned in frustration as he turned around and jiggled his doorknob again. His crush had talked to him while they were both alone and had even smiled at him. If it wasn't for the fact he currently didn't have a bed to sleep on, this would be the best day of his life.

Enjolras turned around, chuckling as he opened his door again to watch the other boy. He had been having a horrible day, what with failing his history test on the French Revolution, but seeing Grantaire always made his days so much brighter.

Grantaire turned around when he heard a chuckle behind him, and was about to make another sarcastic quip to whoever had the audacity to laugh at a crisis like this, when he saw the blonde haired boy still behind him, not helping but now making fun of him.

"I know you take a lot of pride in doing everything yourself", Enjolras started, before Grantaire could retaliate. "But I'm making popcorn. If you want to come in, we can watch a movie until your roommate returns."

Grantaire took one last look behind him, sticking his tongue out at the locked door, earning another laugh from Enjolras, this time a genuine one, as he held the door open for Grantaire to walk through.

The room was the same shape as Grantaire's dorm but that was where the resemblance ended. Instead of the familiar posters of poetry, plants, and artwork both he and his roommate created, he was met by posters of space, dinosaurs, and...?

"Is that a poster of The Princess Bride?"

Enjolras blushed at this comment; he wasn't used to people other than his roommate being in his dorm.