You and your brother, Enjolras, were similar; so similar that, if you weren't a year younger, everyone would think you were twins or related somehow. Same face traits even though your face was sweeter, same serious facade... At least that's what people told you, to you, Enjolras and yourself couldn't be any more different; I mean, you shared morals, genes and friends... but you were a little more loosen up with them, mothering Gavroche and trying that Grantaire doesn't drink as much, every one of your connections with the boys were ubique except the fact that you were as a sister to everyone except Grantaire, yet, if they make you angry or whenever you are snappier than usual even the devil is capable of fearing you

When to start with your relationship with Grantaire? You didn't know, the only thing you know is that he has the most pretty sky blue eyes you ever saw and that his hair was so perfect even though it was messy and, little by little, he charmed you the same way you charmed him

You, your friends and your brother were in a meeting at the Café Musain, every one of your already seated except Grantaire, who was late and now was trying for you to lend him the chair you were seated on

"Please, please, mon amour¹, let me get your chair" he says again and, when you are about to say no, he puts his hands on your jawline sides and kiss you, getting you up as he turns you two around and sitting himself down on your chair "Thank you for your services, jeune et belle dame²" he thanks you cockily, winking and smirking at you as he takes a glass of wine

(¹Mon amour means my love ²Jeune et belle dame means young and pretty miss)