grantaire gives bossuet his spotify password to use for premium, but he forgets that he can look at whatever playlists he’s made. that is when bossuet finds a playlist titled: “my friends” in which there is a list of songs for each one of les amis specifically for them
Grantaire who hasn’t always been allowed to express his emotions, who grew up on a steady stream of ‘men don’t cry’ and 'don’t be a pussy’ learning to proudly love the amis
Grantaire who didn’t know that a friend could say 'I love you’, slowly incorporating it into every time he texts his friends, saying it again and again and again, getting a little thrill each time he gets a rely of ’ I love you too’ because he didn’t have people telling him that when he was a kid, after his mother died. That was supposed to be 'weak’ but he’s not weak for loving others the amis say.
Grantaire who is almost as bad as Enjolras about ranting about how amazing the rest of the amis are, who wants to tell the world he loves them because before he found them any compliments would’ve been met with a 'what, are you gay?’ When they go toe to toe complimenting each other, its a sight to seen, the loudest form of PDA.
Grantaire who loves to send his friends photos of flowers, or dogs, or just a string of emojis to say 'im thinking about you’ because he’s had to pretend to not care about people for so long, or face sneers and jokes and exclusion and ridicule.
Grantaie who hates the world but loves other so much, finally in a place where he can express that love.
I’m so sick of this stigma that theatre geeks’ favorite musicals can’t be High School Musical or Les Mis or Wicked or Phantom or Hamilton or any other popular musicals. Like. There is a reason it is popular, and that’s because it’s good.
at first the amis dont understand why he picked the songs he did (they found out who was who through heavy snooping, for shame). the lyrics didn’t match at all, after all. then it clicked: grantaire didn’t pick the songs for the lyrics, he picked them for the sound. that’s when the tears start. from then on, whenever les amis hear songs that remind them of each other, they immediately send it to them with complete love for each other. it’s a tradition now.
Would just like to bring to everyone’s attention that in today’s matinée of Les Mis on the West End, Grantaire literally SLAPPED ENJOLRAS’ ASS AS THEY RAN OFFSTAGE AFTER DO YOU HEAR THE PEOPLE SING. As you were.