I love the idea of Grantaire being a sappy romantic. He doesn’t do too many romantic gestures, but when he does, he goes all out.
He’s serenaded Enjolras. His fingers plucked at his guitar strings as his voice glided through a song.
He’s enlisted Courfeyrac and the rest of the Amis to help him organize a flash mob, just because he though it’d be funny.
For their anniversary, Grantaire dedicates a section of his art gallery to Enjolras.