Oh - that's adorable. Really - loved it. I am now extremely curious to find out what on earth happened at the meeting that Enjolras Himself would feel prodded to apologise! I don't suppose you'd consider writing a prequel about that? :)

Aw, poor Enjolras, being so left out and vaguely unlikeable. The interaction between Combeferre and Grantaire at the end was just too precious! They have chemistry!

I... am dumbfounded by how similar this is to a story I was plotting out about a day before this was posted. To the extent that I'm now afraid to write mine for fear of seeming like I'm paraphrasing yours! Well, I like it - happy to see this pairing (was recently lamenting the lack thereof) and in fact excited over any Grantaire slash. (There's so little posted of late that I wouldn't worry about being cliché even if it were - which it's not).

"Did you think he'd storm my bedroom like the Bastille?" - that line should have seemed corny as anything but instead made me grin.

One little thing, a few quotation marks seem to have gone astray - otherwise reads pretty smoothly. I find the whole scene endearing.

Thoroughly enjoyable! And no - Combeferre/Grantaire is *not* a pairing one expects to see. Poor Enjolras, walking in on that one - hopefully to remain oblivious thereafter as to who was with whom. As an aside, I agree that Combeferre is a bit of translator for Enjolras...he seems to spend time translating Enjolras for the outside world, and I can see the smae working in reverse. Great vignette!