As Eponine put her arms around him, Combeferre suddenly froze up. He wasn’t usually the one to ever receive comforting, but rather the one constantly comforting others. Being their anchor. It was a strange feeling to be on the opposite end. Even though he felt comforted in a sense, he still had no idea how to react. “A-Alright.” He said, nodding slowly and standing as still as a statue.

"Dinner’s cold, but I can maybe reheat some of it?" she asked, shrugging slightly. She ran her fingers through her hair, let him go, and moved to get her sweat pants. There was no need to stay in this stupid dress any longer than necessary. She pulled the sweats on and unzipped the dress, letting it fall to the floor. Once she found a tank top, she pulled it on and then tied her hair up. "That’s better. Come on. Let’s eat."


MUSIC ASKS these are actually pretty hard but why not.

  • 1: A song you like with a color in the title
  • 2: A song you like with a number in the title
  • 3: A song that reminds you of summertime
  • 4: A song that reminds you of someone you would rather forget about
  • 5: A song that needs to be played LOUD
  • 6: A song that makes you want to dance
  • 7: A song to drive to
  • 8: A song about drugs or alcohol
  • 9: A song that makes you happy
  • 10: A song that makes you sad
  • 11: A song that you never get tired of
  • 12: A song from your preteen years
  • 13: One of your favorite 80’s songs
  • 14: A song that you would love played at your wedding
  • 15: A song that is a cover by another artist
  • 16: One of your favorite classical songs
  • 17: A song that would sing a duet with on karaoke
  • 18: A song from the year that you were born
  • 19: A song that makes you think about life
  • 20: A song that has many meanings to you
  • 21: A favorite song with a person’s name in the title
  • 22: A song that moves you forward
  • 23: A song that you think everybody should listen to
  • 24: A song by a band you wish were still together
  • 25: A song by an artist no longer living
  • 26: A song that makes you want to fall in love
  • 27: A song that breaks your heart
  • 28: A song by an artist with a voice that you love
  • 29: A song that you remember from your childhood
  • 30: A song that reminds you of yourself


Combeferre stared back at her, trying to slow his breathing. He could feel the nerves, the anxiety bubbling inside of him. Yet he spoke as clearly as possible, making sure not to stutter. “I wanted to tell them about you, I swear I did.” His gaze fell to the floor suddenly. “But they came over to tell me that my brother’s sick. Very sick. And I know I rarely or never even mention my brother, but I just-” He slid his glasses up and pressed his hands to his face. “I haven’t seen him much since I left for college, and my parents even said that they’re considering taking me out of college for a bit to come take care him because that’s how bad it’s gotten and for fuck’s sake I don’t know what to even do.” Pausing for a moment, he dropped his hands and bit his lip. He couldn’t believe how dumb he sounded. It wasn’t like him to just break down in front of his friends, let alone Eponine, but he couldn’t act like everything was alright. 

"I-I’m so sorry," He finally managed to whisper shakily. "I shouldn’t have just, um, ranted like that. I’m so, so sorry for everything." 

Eponine watched him, saw the worry on his face, and sighed. How could she be mad at him for that? She would be a total bitch if she stayed mad at him for that. She rubbed her face and looked down. “They can’t pull you out of school,” she said plainly. “If they do that, you’ll get drafted. And I can’t handle losing you and Grantaire. You have the protection of being in college that exemplifies you from the draft.” She sighed again and moved closer to him, putting her arms around him. “Just… call me next time. I was worried. And if you’re late, same thing. Call. I won’t be mad.”