Just a little bit of e/r fluff I found in my files. Bringing to Fanfiction. Enjoy! -Marseillaise

Enjolras came back from the kitchen, coffee in hand, to the den where he and Grantaire had been watching Cinderella. Enjolras hadn't wanted to watch Cinderella, but when Grantaire found out that the blonde had never seen it, there was no re thoughts on the matter. Grantaire knew all the songs, and had been belting out bippidi boppidi boo, badly, when Enjolras had abruptly stood up and stated that he needed a coffee break.

Now, Grantaire was curled up against the arm of the sofa and wrapped up in the red blanket he had given Enjolras for his birthday.

"Move over and give me the blanket."

"No. You move, you lose. Turn the tv back on the pumpkin is about to turn into a carriage."

Enjolras put the coffee down and narrowed his eyes at Grantaire, who made puppy eyes and looked up, holding the blanket tightly.

Enjolras grabbed a corner of the blanket. Fighting not to laugh, he tugged on one end while Grantaire resolutely held onto the other.

Suddenly, Grantaire rolled over, trying to yank the blanket out of Enjolras' hands, but Enjolras, still holding on, was instead pulled onto the couch next to the other boy.

"Share."

Grantaire pouted and gave Enjolras a few inches of blanket. The blonde looked skeptically at the small amount and instead scooted closer to Grantaire. Smiling, he pressed the play button.

Ten minutes later, Grantaire realized that Enjolras had fallen asleep snuggled against him. He carded his fingers through the wild blonde curls and smiled to himself.

When the movie was over, Grantaire switched off the tv with the remote. Not wanting to disturb Enjolras, he fell asleep leaning back against the sofa cushions, Enjolras' head in his lap.

~Je finis~ Review?