Rubick's

[personalmephistopheles]

Fandom: Les Miserables
Rating: G
Setting: Modern au
Characters: Enjolras, Grantaire
Word Count: 502 

General Summary: Enjolras has never had much patience for puzzles. Even Courf's Rubik's cubes, which he leaves around the flat where he or Combeferre could easily stumble over them, go unsolved. Not because he can't solve them, but because he hasn't the patience for it, and there is work to be done.

Grantaire, too, is a puzzle. 

Author’s Note: Something I wrote in a fit of pique in late April 2013.


Grantaire is a puzzle.

Grantaire is a puzzle and Enjolras can’t decide who he is exactly half the time.

There is nothing constant about Grantaire. Not entirely so, anyway.

Some days he arrives at the café trouble incarnate, his eyes flickering about and that damned defiant smirk curling his lips. It’s on those days that Enjolras openly declares him to be unbearable. Even at his drunkest, he’s mouthy and articulate enough to launch into lengthy, heavily sarcasm-laden criticisms of every word to leave Enjolras’ mouth; even at his most hungover, he can manage a sneer and a well-placed barb that will inevitably spur Enjolras to rise to his bait. Sometimes he comes in with a bandage or two – evidence of another reckless night out with Bahorel, no doubt, or else he doesn’t show at all, but appears days later with paint in his hair and chafed wrists, and a strangely triumphant smile on his face.

Other days, however, he might as well be a completely different person.


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