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writing-fanics · 5 years ago

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Enjolras x Fem!Reader

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Summary: the reader wants to go fight at the barricade with. Enjolras. Cause it’s what she believes and he won’t let her.

Warning: angst, mentions of lots of people death, angst no fluff, cheesy. Hints of sexual activity.

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“Enj please don’t go without me!” I begged, I wanted to go to the barricade with him to fight.

Even though it would go against my father wishes, I didn’t care I wanted to fight with my lover.

“Please” I begged, “Y/n please I can’t lose you, you have a chance of dying. And I can’t live with knowing that you died.” He said, but I walked towards him and clinched his red jacket.

“Please, Enj. I want to be with you i don’t care if I die at least I fought for something I believed in along side you” I cried, looking him in the eyes.

He brought his arms and wrapped them around me, holding me close to his chest. “Y/n please, I can’t lose you I love you so much. And I can’t bare the fact of seeing you die” he says, kissing my forehead.

We both then sat down on my bed, I began to cry he was not going to let me go. And him knowing me I would try to sneak out, meaning that he would tell the servants to lock my window and every door in the house.

“Please Enj” he kissed me on the lips, and I cupped his cheeks. Then we both fell back onto my bed, trying to make whatever time we have left worth it.

Next Morning

When I woke up I looked around, and saw and empty space next to me. I brought my hands to my face and began to cry, “Enj why?” I cried, I sobbed uncontrollably. He left without even saying goodbye.

As I moved to get my clothes on I felt something in the covers, of my bed. I felt around and when I lifted it up the covers to reveal a ring. And it was absolutely beautiful it had a silver band, with a diamond perched on the top.

I began to tear up I placed my hand over my mouth, and sobbed. “Enj” I cried, I laid back down on my bed and curled up into a ball and cried.

A few moments later I got up and got dressed, I had placed the ring on my finger. And smiled as I looked down at it.

I did try to escape and go to the barricade but my families servants, were told by Enjolras to not let me go anywhere. Not even the garden knowing that I would find a way to climb over the stonewall and run towards the barricade.

And he was right, everything prevented me from going to him. So I had to stay inside the house and read books.

Time Skip

I was looking around my room, when I found a piece of red cloth. Which I knew was apart of Enjolras’s jacket. I smiled as I picked it up, when he comes back I’ll see it back on for him.

I was about to sit down on my bed, when I heard a knock at my door. “Come In” I said, and I looked to see it was Angéle. She was my best friend, she’s been with us ever since I was little and we grew up with eachother.

“You might want to sit down for this Y/n” she told me, and I sat down looking at her with confusion.

“I know this is going to be hard for you to hear but...” she said, then she paused for a moment. My heart began to to beat faster, “I’m sad to say that everyone at the Musian didn’t make it. Enjolras was one of them I’m so sorry” she said, and my heart just stopped.

Everything around me seemed to fade away, I clenched the fabric from his jacket and screamed. “NO! It can’t be true it can’t be! Oh god please no! Not him!” I screamed, I felt arms wrap around me pulling close.

“I know I know” Angéle said, trying to comfort me. As I cried onto her shoulder, she rocked me back and forth as I sobbed.

“I didn’t even get to say goodbye” I cried, I then remember the ring that he gave me when I woke up. I looked at it and cried, “I guess he wanted to give this to me before he left” I cried, as I played with the ring.

“C-can you ask my dad if we can bury him and they others please?” I asked, and she stood up and nodded. “Of course,” She said, and I smiled. She then walked out of my room.

I laid back down in my bed and held the sheets, that still had his scent. I then got up and got dressed, into my clothes I wore when I was with him at the musian.

Time Skip

I was at the Musian and I began to sit down in a chair, I looked out towards the destroyed space.

‘There’s a grief that can’t be spoken’

‘There’s a pain goes on and on’

‘Empty chairs at empty tables’

‘Now my friends are dead and gone’

‘Here they talked of revolution’

‘Here it was they lit the flame’

I sang as I began to tear up, seeing the events I did not witness. Imagining what happens.

‘Here they sang about tomorrow’

‘And tomorrow never came’

‘From the table in the corner’

‘They could see our world reborn’ ‘

‘And they rose with voices ringing’

‘And I can hear them now the very words that they sung became their last communion’

I cried, as I looked down at the ring, still holding that red fabric.

‘At this lonely barricade’

‘At dawn’

‘Oh my friends my friends forgive me’

‘That I live and you are gone’

‘There’s a grief that can’t be spoken’

‘There’s a pain goes on and on’

‘Phantom faces at the window’

‘Phantom shadows on the floor’

I shouted, as I looked up to see Enjolras’s ghost. And wrapping my arms around him to only hug myself. As I began to break down crying.

‘Empty chairs at empty tables’

‘Where my friends will meet no more’

‘Oh my friends my friends’

‘Don’t ask me!’

‘What your sacrifice was for!’

‘Empty chairs at a empty tables’

‘Where my friends will sing no more’

I sang, looking down then looking over to see Marius. He looked at me wife the same heartbroken look after losing his friends his brothers, his family. While I lost the love of my life and the only true family I had.

I wrapped my arms around him and cried, and he rubbed my back. “I didn’t even get to say good by Marius” I cried, as I wiped away my tears.

Time Skip

I haven’t been feeling good lately, my father has called a doctor. And from what I have told them, he said I might be pregnant. And everything in my world crumbled. I was pregnant with my lovers child.

And I cried in my room, knowing that my child would never know their father.

But I still kept my head high, and gave birth to two beautiful twins. A boy and girl. I named the girl, after Angéle who passed away, before she could ever see the children. And I named the boy, Pierre.

And they both had so much of their father in them. And I still missed him, but I knew he would want me not to cry and move on. So I did, but I never got married.

I wanted to remember Enjolras and everyone at the barricade so I wrote a book about what happened at the barricade. As it was called The Tragedy at the Barricade.

A/n: sorry it was terrible

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bookdragon6127 · 5 years ago

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One Gay More!

I’m working on a massive (planning 60 chapters) fanfic that is now Seven chapters in with two more to be expected within the next week. HUGE thank you to my best friend Julia (TheGothicFrenchFry on AO3) who is a fantastic editor, help me with all of my fics (even those to be posted), and gives me a lot of inspiration; all in all she is a writer’s best friend. It is an Enjoltaire modern AU with a lot of hurt/comfort and fluff. The first chapter is really short and is going to be below the cut as a sort of trailer. If you read it and like it, kudos/comments are very appreciated!

Here’s the link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18452360 Enjoy!

Fandom: Les Misérables - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death Relationships: Montparnasse/Jean Prouvaire, Enjolras & Les Amis de l'ABC, Enjolras/Montparnasse (Les Misérables), Enjolras/Grantaire (Les Misérables), Cosette Fauchelevent/Marius Pontmercy, Cosette Fauchelevent/Marius Pontmercy/Éponine Thénardier, Combeferre/Courfeyrac Characters: Enjolras (Les Misérables), Enjolras' Father (Les Misérables), Grantaire (Les Misérables), Grantaire's Mother (Les Misérables), Grantaire's Sister (Les Misérables), Combeferre (Les Misérables), Courfeyrac (Les Misérables), Marius Pontmercy, Cosette Fauchelevent, Les Amis de l'ABC, Musichetta (Les Misérables), Gavroche Thénardier, Claquesous (Les Misérables), Jean "Jehan" Prouvaire, Joly (Les Misérables), Jean Valjean, Brujon (Les Misérables), Éponine Thénardier, Bossuet Laigle, Azelma Thénardier, The Thénardiers (Les Misérables), Bahorel (Les Misérables), Feuilly (Les Misérables), Jean Maximilien Lamarque Additional Tags: Mutual Pining, Eventual Romance

Chapter One: Cosette and Enjolras

Enjolras woke up with a pillow being thrown at his face. He groaned and sat up looking for the person who threw it. Cosette grinned cheekily from the other side of the room.

“Come on sleeping beauty! Time to get up!” She called over to him. He took the same pillow that woke him up and launched it back at his sister. She easily dodged and left the room laughing. Enjolras dragged himself out of bed. He glanced at his reflection in the mirror and gave up trying to tame his mane of hair and just tied it back. He shuffled out of his and Cosette’s room and downstairs to where Jean Valjean and Cosette were eating breakfast.

“Morning,” he greeted as he walked into the kitchen. Valjean smiled at him

“Morning Enjolras. Are you going with us back to school today? Cosette said that she was going up early.”

“Yeah, both of us are going up. We’re planning to hold a rally when everyone comes back so we’ll have to go up early.”

“Well, I hope you both come back for the holidays or spring break.” Cosette stood and kissed Valjean on the cheek.

“Of course, Papa. I’m going to pack.” After she left the room, Valjean’s smile disappeared and he pulled out an official looking letter.

“Enjolras,” he started cautiously. “I have some… bad news. Your father’s lawyer sent a letter. He wants to officially,... Disown you.” Enjolras’ head shot up.

“He wants to ‘officially disown me’? That’s low, even for him. When does he want to do that?” he said emotionlessly. Valjean gave him a look of sympathy.

“Next friday.”

“What? He can’t do that! That’s the first day of classes and the day we plan to hold the rally!” Enjolras exploded. He cursed under his breath. “He must’ve planned that. We tried to spread the word as much as possible. I can’t believe him!”

Valjean sighed. “I’m sorry, Enj. You should just focus on getting back to school and setting up the rally. You always trusted Combeferre and Courfeyrac, they will be able to help you. You should go pack. I’ll drive the two of you up in a half hour.” Enjolras nodded and went up to his and Cosette’s room to pack. Cosette met him in the hallway.

“I heard everything,” she confessed. “I’m so sorry Enjy. If it helps, ‘Zel said she got the Musian to let the Courfeyrac back.” She offered a small smile before pulling Enjolras in a quick hug. Then, they went upstairs to pack their stuff for the new school year.

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hjh-ceilo-monster · 6 years ago

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Historical AU (Ot 7)

Summary : You were the daughter who was born in the poor family.You tried your best to work hard and provided every thing for your family.As a street musian during the day and in the whorehouse during the night.However one day,you came back home and saw your parents beaten up.You then got to know that your parents owe a large amount of money.The next day you went to the shark loaner and talked about it.However they didn’t listen to your offer and tried to kidnap you.That was when a man pop up from nowhere and saved you.In return of his act,you became a musician in the Castle.Leading to know who he was along with his friends...

note : Timeline of the story was in Choson Period.

Kim Namjoon : Equerry of the prince

- He was a year older than the prince.It answered why he was so close with the prince.They were like brothers to each other.He was a child of the ex-equerry of the king.Unfortunately his father died during his duty.The king decided to take care of him and made hime become a equerry for his son,the prince.

- Although he was the youngest of all,he was indeed intelligent compare to others around his age.He had an important role when it comes to planning about the security and crime suppress division.

- With that serious look of him,he was a warm hearted person who would always help you.The first day you came here,he was the guide for you.He also introduced to his 2 friends as well,Hoseok and Yoongi.They were the son’s of the duke.

Kim Seokjin : The prince’s cousin

- He was prince charming.The son’s of prince uncle who ruled the neighbor kingdom.If his father didn’t married and decided to be a king for the neigbor kingdom with his beloved queen,Seokjin himself would be the crown prince.

- Although he didn’t visit the kingdom and his cousin often.You met him by accident when you came across him practice archery with the prince.That was when the prince introduce you and him to know each other.

- His skill in combat was brilliant especially with sword.Namjoon once took you to watch him train other cambat skill after finish with archery.Archery might not his thing but with sword,it was different story.

Min Yoongi : The (North position)duke son

- One of Namjoon friend who always had dead face.It wasn’t because he already dead and still walking like zombie(that’s creppy lol).It was his personality. He didn’t bother with surrounding.However if he happy,he will be sunshine like his friend,Hoseok, as well.He was kind of poet persona.

- Although at first it looked boring,when you actually got to know him you would change your mind.It was like one of his good.Beside Namjoon,he was the other one who would understand deeply about philosophy,life and all.

- Don’t you dare to mess with him.He would be really agressive if he got trigger by someone.He could get mad easily.Once you cross the line,he would make sure whoever did that regret it.Don’t forget that his father was the leader of duke who took care of the North area.

Jung Hoseok : The (South position)duke son

- Fun fact ; his father wasn’t so friendly with Yoongi’s father.Since his father was the leader for the south part.They would always throw the arrogant look to each other.However their sons were best friend with each other.

- The sunshine,happy virus,clown or anything that would use to describe something relate to happy and fun.Those word could also describe him.He looked cheerful everytime you saw him.Not to mention that he was a good listener when you felt so blue.

- Every girls aware of him as player since he looked so friendly.You couldn’t blame them since at first that was your thought.However it was you who thought so much.He just friendly with everyone and harmless.

Park Jimin : Muscian

- You felt like he didn’t like your presence.He then came to you and apologized for making you think of that.He just felt nervous around girl since you’re the first to approach him.‘Mostly they think that I’m gay so none of them approach me.’

- You wondered why people think of him like that.You didn’t knew the answer until saw him dancing.He told you that his mother was the dancer for the royal show with the fans and he learned that from her.He ended up knowing how to dance like that which suppose to be girl’s thing.

- He became your best friend in no time as you guys work together.He played the bamboo flute while you play the fiddle (bamboo stump).He also the favourite of the prince.Well they both also a good friend.

Kim Taehyung : The crown prince

- Wondering the man in the first scene.Well here he is,the hero who saved you from the shark loaner.Offering you to get inside the catle and work as musician.When he brought you here,he introduce you to Jimin.

- Like the above,he was born to be an archer.However he needed a bit more practice on sword skill.Jin told you the story when Taehyung first used the sword.He freaked out and nearly cut himself.You still can see how he struggle although now he improve a lot according to Seokjinssi.

- The ‘fool’ prince who would prank on others.The one who got that the most probably was a train doctor.He was around your age named Jungkook.From what Jimin told you,he was a shy boy.However got really close with Taehyung since he was train to be personal doctor.The poor boy ended up get tease.

Jeon Jungkook : The prince’s personal doctor (still training)

- A shy boy who entered here before you around 3 months ago.He didn’t speak much with you.What actually made you really got to know him was when you were sick.Taehyung ordered him to check on you and that was the beginning.

- He was really helpful with a lot of things.Wondering why he didn’t become a soldier or duke instead of doctor.He was wise and well built figure.He then claimed that his house was a doctor house.Everyone in his family worked for the royal as doctor since his grand grand parents.He then ended up in this position.

- The boy was train to be doctor.However you can’t ignore the fact that he was like the second equerry for Taehyung.Namjoon notice the talent in him so he insist to train Jungkook.Namjoon once said that Jungkook basically can be the equerry like him or even the assasin.

Well how was it guys? This idea I should thanks pinterest.I was scrowling down. Then there was a suggestion photos and ideas for me.I clicked in and saw all of them.(All picture of the boys belong to original owner.I only arrange them a bit.)So I decide to make this.Hope you enjoy this one.Also thanks for the support on Mafia AU,the last one that I post.Although it not much but still make me surprise. Didn’t think you guys will like it that much.See you next time and don’t forget to read the others.

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geekygoddesss · 6 years ago

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Better Man

Youngblood Series

Luke hemmings is…

Handsome

an OK singer

Not a bad musian

White

Decently fun

A casanova

But what most people didn’t really know, Luke hemmings is the most broken he’s ever been.

It's been over a year already since he last got his heart completely shattered in pieces and ever since then no matter how much he actually tried, at this point all he’s gotten from it are a bunch of songs and a full house for himself to live in, but nothing else, even when all he wanted was to be fine, that’s all he really wished for.

Some people said he should just give it time, that it would pass or that he was not trying hard enough, he said, not one of those people knew how much this hurt.

One second he was on top of the world, with the girl of his dreams, the life he always wanted, living a crazy life and the other he was trying to gather all of the broken pieces from his relationship and trying to mend it together, hoping that maybe, it will work the way he wanted to, that maybe she will stay and love him the way he loved her.

He was wrong. He was always wrong.

Again, some people said he didn’t try enough, but on his head, he has been trying too hard to get over this and at this point in life, he didn’t care anymore, he was broken, but he didn’t care. He would live with it like a weight on his shoulders and he will learn that love sucks and he doesn’t want it again. Maybe he should tattoo it on his forehead so everyone knew.

It isn’t worth it anyways.

Every friday night since the day she left him, he would find somewhere to drown his broken heart in. From any club serving a good party for him to attend to any friends house that was throwing any kind of party where he could get some alcohol and get high without people looking at him weird, that was just the way he rolled, it was one or the other but one thing was for sure, he would find somewhere to crash in and try to forget.

You would be able to find him at any party, guaranteed.

Tonight was an exception, a very weird one.

Yes, it was a friday and yes, he was looking forward to get drunk, but tonight was his best friend’s birthday party and as much as he did not want to, he had to control himself tonight, which meant, not getting drunk, or high, or fucking anyone from that place, cause this will be a family friendly party and if he violated any of the rules his friend had previously put on him he would be kicked out without a question from the party and possibly from his life.

Which really fucking sucked if you asked him. He would do his best to get around that, he didn’t think it was that bad anyway.

It’s been a fun party though. He could say he knew almost everyone in the room, Ashton’s family was there, which made sense since it was his birthday, as well as some childhood friends which he almost forgot about since he now lived in America and never really bothered to keep in touch with them, and last but not least, his best friends in the world were there, which made the whole party a whole lot better than he was expecting and he was genuinely having fun, more fun than he previously anticipated.

However, the lack of alcohol in his system and the need for a cigarette was starting to kick in hard in the middle of the party, just at the same time where the real party would start for him in some other circumstances and where the party would end for others who weren’t used to this. but news flash, he was too used to it and he needed at least the slightest touch of something to get him through the night, just one, it wouldn’t kill him anyways.

Fuck Ashton and his stupid family friendly rules.

It was just a matter of time for him to be sneaking out of the party without anyone noticing, Ashton knew this would happen, however as much as he worried about Luke, he decided to ignore it and not get his head around something else in the middle of his own birthday party.

On the other hand Luke thought he deserved a medal for this, he has never sneaked out as good as he just did, especially from a house where you could literally see everything, really, it was crazy, he deserved an award for this. It just took him a couple of minutes to sneak in the isolated kitchen, to steal a couple of drinks from Ashton’s good stash and before he even knew he was sitting on the back of his house, rolling a good blunt for himself and drinking his favourite drink, hoping this would be enough to get him through the night, he hoped it worked.

He rolled in a good one and lit it up, hurrying himself up into taking a puff after from what seemed like forever, he felt eager for his brain to relax for a second, because this week has been stressful and he needed to relax a little, let himself go, give life a smile, all that crap.

It felt like liberation, it felt like letting go, he felt free for a split of a second.

“Oh there you are” a voice said from behind, unintentionally killing the vibe and taking him out of his trance. It was a good five minutes though.

He felt extremely lazy to turn around and see who it was that apparently looked for him, if it was any person, he would just sit there in silence, hoping that certain person would take the hint and understand he did not want to be bothered and eventually leave, but in just a couple of seconds he knew this was not just any person.

Out of the blue felt sober again. Or at least not as high as he was a couple minutes ago.

She was the only person that genuinely made him happy to see again. Is that weird?.

“Hi” she said in that happy tone that always suited her voice, his mind felt comfortable when he heard it because he loves it, he loves hearing her voice.

“Hey” he says trying to sound as happy as her, but failing a little in the process while turning around to face her “Didn’t know you were coming”

It was true, he didn’t nor he expected for her to come, she wasn’t big on parties or staying up late at night, he would even dare to say this was the first time he has seen her up this late. Well, maybe things change.

“that’s funny cause I knew I would find you here” she smiled, walking up to him, making him nervous, as per usual. “Give me a hug” she said and before he could even think about it, she was kneeling on the floor beside him and wrapping her arms around him in a very tight hug.

This was a little weird for him, he has hugged her before, plenty of times, but this time was different. She was the only girl that makes him feel something and he hasn’t seen, spoke or heard anything about her in what felt like forever, this hug felt a little relieving, he has missed her too much and he wondered if she felt the same. It was good to see her again.

“I’ve kinda missed you lately” she said with a playful tone in her voice, taking seat beside him and casually leaning her back on the wall “We haven’t seen each other in such a long time, I was waiting on a call the whole time”

He couldn’t say he didn’t expect for her to bring that up, because it kind of pained him to not call her in all of this time. They are pretty close, or at least they were, Usually it wouldn’t be weird for them to exchange texts on a regular basis, or call on weird timings, meet up in the middle of the night for no reason, crash in each other places, it was nothing, they were used to it. But that was before.

Things change.

“Sorry for that” he apologized, while hurrying to take a drag of his cigarette, he needed to ease his mind for a second because this already felt a little weird for him. “Busy times, jet lag, so many things going on” he tries explaining as he breathes out a cloud of smoke.

He kind of hated the fact that after about a month of not having any contact with her, the first thing she has to see him do is smoke pot on his friends backyard, but what could you do about it? Shit happens.

“It’s alright” She shrugged, showing him a sweet smile that he absolutely loved “How are you?”

He hated that question.

“Same as always” he just answers, shrugging a little as he sipped on his beer. Not that he hated that she cared about him, he loves that, he likes that people actually look over him, but sometimes it was a little much and felt like a question that it’d be better to left out.

“Is that good or bad?” she asks innocently, knowing him too well and checking which side of him was up tonight, the nice one or the bad one. It could be any of them, really.

“I have no idea” he laughed, answering in pure honesty, he just didn’t know anymore.

For some reason she laughs and shakes her head as if she was saying, Luke you’re something else, which is not totally wrong if you asked him, but she always looked at him like this, by now he was very used to this.

They sit there in silence as the music from the inside of the party gets louder than before and for some reason, everyone starts singing. Luke took full advantage on this moment and decided to give a full-on shot to the blunt sitting in his right hand, it felt like it’s been there for quite a long time and he did not want any of it to go to waste. Yes, his best girl-friend was right here and he knew how she felt about this, but it was a party, and if this was the only one he could have for the night, he might as well just take advantage of this.

Five puffs out of this were enough for his friend to take it, snatch it out of his hand without previous warning and just stare at it carefully, watching it burn but never really trying to get a drag from it.

“You know that thing fries your brain right” she said, making it move between her fingers with ease.

he laughs, actually finding funny that she mentions that now “You sound like an old woman” he said, nudging her side, because really deep inside of her, there was always going to be an old woman spirit that made her who she is.

“You’re so nice to me” she says with full on sarcasm as she throws the cigarette away.

Well, it was nice while it lasted.

He didn’t fight it though, maybe it was for his own good, now she was here and he did not feel like getting high anymore, being with her felt a thousand times better than being high.

“You look great” he said as a casual comment, showing him a real smile. but who was he kidding? She always looked great.

“Thanks, you’re not too bad yourself” she smiled back at him and bumping their shoulders together. But she laughed, it was a little weird, he didn’t know what she found funny in that, but it was relieving when she finally said “Really, Luke, we haven’t seen each other in a month, It’s not that long” she said with a small shrug.

Now, for once, she was wrong.

“Longest month of my life” he admitted, trying to not sound like he was actually affected by it, but he was, he has missed her more than he should.

“Bet it was” she chuckles, shaking his head a little as he changed the topic “How’s tour? Tell me about it” she says, once again nudging him, almost as she was encouraging him to talk “We really haven't caught up in a while”

“No we haven’t” he agreed to that as he vaguely answer her previous question “Tour is great, it’s fun” he says, again sipping on his beer, not finding much to say, it was hard to speak about it when you do the same every night on repeat “We’re on our break now” he explained, even though it was obvious.

“Oh fun” she exclaimed in joy “I’m hoping to come over to one of the shows but I haven't been able to get tickets, hopefully, I will get around that” she explains with a bit of a sad smile.

Now, this was weird.

“You know I can get you in, right?” he chuckled, giving her the one eyebrow look he was getting into lately.

“Oh no, I wouldn’t ask you for that” she immediately said, almost like if she was ashamed to ask him for such a thing.

“You’re like my best friend, of course, I can and I will” he pointed out and just before she tried to insist on paying for her own ticket because he knew she would, he spoke up first “You’re coming” he stated, it was official now.

She looked at him for a brief second before shaking her head and giving him a chuckle, she can’t fight that even if she wanted to.

So all she could really say for now was to accept.

“Thanks for that” she said, swiftly and naturally leaning her head on his shoulder.

Oh man, he really missed that.

Once again there was that silence surrounding them in the middle of the loudest place. It wasn’t weird or awkward, it was just that, a silence, it would go away soon hopefully. Worst case scenario, they would face the no conversation monster, where the two of them would fight for finding a good conversation to hang from but it would not work and one of them had to leave. He hoped that would not happen. Anything but that.

“I’m sorry, my mind is everywhere right now” he apologized, suddenly feeling a little guilty for making them fall into silence. “How are you?” he asked, realizing he did not ask it before, how impolite.

she shrugged and sat up straight “Same old, I guess” She answered “I work, I go home, I sleep, I pick petunia from you ex’s house and it just goes on repeat” she says with another shrug “Not much changed”

That was too simple of an answer, maybe she was trying to get back at him for not elaborating on his tour answer. There was no way her life was being that repetitive right now, she was (Y/n), the nicest girl in LA, there had to be something else.

“I don’t believe you, You’re always onto something, C’mon, what’s been going on in (Y/n)’s life?” he asked as an encouragement for her to speak up “It would not be catching up if you don’t tell me about it” he said in a serious tone, he really wanted to know more “Go on”

she seemed to hesitate a little before speaking up and he wondered why, he was for sure about to tease her about it but before he could even try to do it, she spoke up.

“Well, I am kind of seeing this guy” she let out with a shy smile “He works with me on the afternoon shifts, he is really nice and we’ve gone on a couple of dates so” she admitted, not finishing her sentence and smiling for herself. Now he can see what she’s being shy about.

Well, this was just a punch in the gut. Not that he felt unhappy about her getting into a relationship, he felt happy for her achievements, it was his job as a friend, but this particular one just made him feel like crap in just a second. In the last three and a half years, he has been with her through everything, he could even presume he knew her deepest darkest secrets, the way she did basically everything, he could tell how her mood was just from looking at her from afar. He knew her entirely and that’s what killed him the most.

All of this time knowing this girl, who just made him happy for being her and he couldn’t get the balls to speak up his feelings. it felt like if he was to come out, without the coming out part, he wanted to speak up but the truth was too harsh to say and just thinking about every possible outcome this could have made him the most scared he’s ever been.

Maybe it was the bad break up he’s been going through for months or the fact that he was such a coward with stuff so serious like this one, or maybe even what’s been happening between them, ever since that night, the one that has been stuck in his head for so long.

the truth is, he wouldn’t say anything, he would just end up bottling up his feelings once again.

“What?” she said, obviously weird out by his sudden silence and general behavior. He wanted to slap himself for that, he should have played it cool, even if it was fake.

“What what?” he acted dumbfounded, making his best effort to turn this all around.

a very awkward laugh came out from her lips.“You are acting weird dude, you have that look in your face” she said, resting her finger on the dimple of his face before mumbling “Is it bad? Are you mad at me?”

He could hear some kind of worry on her voice and he felt terrible for that, the last thing he wanted was to seem like a bad friend.

“It’s great” he said quickly “I am happy for you, I really am”

On his insides, his inner voice was just telling him.

Man up, Luke

Make her believe it

Don't you dare to ramble

“But you’re lying” she said, it was like she was reading him, but they both knew, she knows him too well “C’mon Luke, I know you, what’s wrong?” she said in a serious voice.

“Nothing, nothing at all” he said in negation.

“It’s not called catching up if you don't tell me” she said softly, clearly, using his words against him.

he shook his head trying to think of the best answer he could give. “I like that you are meeting new people” he said in a quiet voice “I like that you are expanding your circle and meeting someone who can see the beauty in you, the way you deserve” he said, really not knowing how to explain himself better than that.

“But?” she said, clearly waiting for him to elaborate.

Damn you (Y/n)

He just said it. He couldn’t hold it back anymore, he just said it loud and clear.

“I just wished it was me” He mumbled in a clear voice, as clear as it could be, clearly catching her by surprise, because he got no answer from her right away.

“What?” she frowned a little, clearly surprised on how this whole thing turned around “Now I am confused” she admitted.

His mind was spinning right now, his brain was shouting to him to back off and leave, it was the least he could do now.

“Nevermind I shouldn’t have said anything, forget about it”he spoke quickly and almost working it as an excuse “Back to this guy”

“No, luke, please tell me” she interrupted him harshly, not feeling like it was enough of an answer to just drop that and change the subject. “Why did you say that?” she asked in a concerned voice.

“It’s just something that came out” he tried, but she wasn’t stupid.

“Again, I don’t believe you” she said and from one moment to another, she was grabbing his hand, locking their fingers together, just like they did when they needed each other’s support, but he didn’t need support, he just wanted her.

“What’s wrong, huh?” she tries asking again, showing him a smile.

“Don’t you want to go back in for drinks?” he asked quietly, maybe it would make this less difficult if it wasn’t an alcohol-less party and he could have some kind of chance of walking out to just think.

“Don’t try to avoid this, Luke” she said in that serious tone that made him nervous “Is this about that night?” she drops the question.

He is not ready for it.

“Huh?” he says nervously, again, acting dumbfounded.

“You know” she shrugged as she explained “On Calum’s party, after midnight, that night” she said, clearly wanted him to remember. Oh, he remembered every bit of it, it plays like a movie in his head all of the time.

He doesn’t really know what is it that triggers inside of him, but it does, maybe it was the fact that he was half high and a little drunk, with the girl he loved trying to make him speak, but he just explodes. It felt like he was kicking a giant bucket filled with all of the things he wants (but shouldn’t) say. It all just spills and it’s a mess.

“Say it, we slept together” he says, unintentionally sounding irritated, but inside of him he was really irritated “Why do you think I haven’t called you in so long?” he says looking directly at her, even when he did not want to.

“I thought we agreed it was just a slip” she says with certain difficulty.

“It definitely did not felt like one” he says, wanting to sound less rude but ending up throwing a very bitter laugh in there.

He was losing it

“Luke-”

“I don’t think you get how eye opening was that night for me” he interrupts, taking her by surprise as he snatches his hand away from her, even when he didn’t want to.

“We agreed on not talking about it” she tries, as if that would make anything better.

“but we are” he said harshly, closing his eyes before “and you’re going to listen”

“Excuse me?” she says in an offended tone.

He could see she wanted to fight him and he knew he was being rude right now, but he was taking away a huge weight of his shoulders and it was better to just lift it all for once.

“(Y/n)” he said, making sure to look right at her before saying it all “With you I just feel better” he admitted “After such a shitty couple months, that night, I was finally able to forget, I felt loved, I felt wanted, I felt like I could look after someone and like someone could do the same for me, in a real way” he said in a clear voice “I tried to see if it was just my mind recovering but it wasn’t” his voice broke and he felt lame for it but opening up like this was difficult for him. “I’ve been with a lot of girls lately and I can assure you, not one of them felt like you, it’s you, It’s always you”

He could see how nervous she was now. Her lip was twitching and her eyes watering, she couldn’t find the right words to say and that was killing her inside, but he felt good to know. Know she knew all that’s been going through his mind all of this time,

“Luke, what are you trying to say?” she asked nervously.

“Come on tour with me” he said in a hurry, maybe it will work, it was just something that popped on his head, but he realized it was something he could really love to see happen after this, after all of this.

“What?” she said now more confused than before.

“Come over” he offered once again, making it sounds more friendly and convincing “You don’t have to worry about anything, I’ll take care of the tickets, the hotels, you can watch as many shows as you want, I can stay with you all the time is that what you want but just… come over” he said, almost begging her.

“I can’t just drop everything like this Luke” she stuttered defensively, she was right, she couldn’t, but he was desperate to have her with him for a long time and he really wanted this to come true.

“I know and I am sorry but please understand what I am trying to say” he says trying to explain one more time “I don’t want you going with some other guy, I need you to come with me cause I cant and wont stand to not see your face in so long” he said in all honesty “I mean it” He does.

She doesn’t say anything, her mouth is moving (or at least trying to) but no words come out. She’s freaking out inside and out and he is too, but he needs a clear answer, something, he needs it now.

“Say something” he begged and grab her hand as a desperate move.

“I-I can’t Luke” she said, carefully moving her hand away in panic “This is overwhelming,” she said “I-”

“Don’t” he interrupted her, getting up from his spot and just giving up, he was not going to get his heart broken twice “I’ll see you later” he said trying to walk away.

“Luke” she called him, trying to stop him but failing.

“Bye” he waved and started walking

“Luke!”

He did not pay attention for all of the times she called his name for him to stop and just come back and finish it, but he wasn’t going to, he was too broken to just go back to the only girl he cares about and listen to a rejection speech, it would break him to pieces, it would hurt more than it already does and he doesn’t want that. He just wants to feel better again, is that too much to ask for?.

He walks right into the party, right in the middle of the crowd and getting lost so she could not find him. He needed a drink, something strong and he needs it now.

He fucked up big time.

Now there was no going back.

***

Sometimes he felt shitty but this was now another lever, he felt like crap.

After one more painful hour of being trapped in that party, increasing his chances of running into her again and sober, he grew a pair and decided to just leave and have a couple of drinks somewhere, cause he was now hurt and just needed something to relieve his pain at least temporarily.

This was his problem, though. Every time he felt like this, he just drank and it felt like at least something was solved, but it wasn’t, his life it’s still a mess and she still rejected him, nothing was solved.

He managed to get at least a little drunk, but he couldn’t stay long in the bar since the bartender decided to close earlier than usual and now he was on his way home, sad and feeling lonely. Just like it’s been in the last couple months.

He gets in his house wishing to get in his bed with his dog and just sleep the pain out, maybe it would work at least a little, but the moment he steps in his house he knows something is wrong.

There are sounds coming from the kitchen, his dog is not around and the lights are on. He did not leave the light on.

He carefully grabbed the baseball bat hidden behind the door in case of emergencies and carefully made his way inside, praying that no one too dangerous was home.

He tried to be silent, but when he walked into the kitchen and almost tripped into his feet he knew he was definitely drunk. if there was some kind of thief in there, he might as well just kill Luke for being a dumbass who can’t even defend his own house properly.

But jokes on him, It was not a thief, it was just the person he did not want to see at the moment. Sitting on his kitchen counter and eating from a pit of ice cream that he has been thinking about for weeks, but couldn’t eat because tour diet sucks.

“You were out of chocolate” She said not really turning to look at him as she dug in the ice cream with her spoon and eat.

he lowered the bat and tried to act normal, straightening his back and leaving the weapon aside “I don’t think I like chocolate anymore” he admitted in slight irritation, this was too random for him.

“That’s a shame, I love it” she said now looking at him while taking a spoonful in her mouth.

“I know” he said, pinching the bridge of his nose with his two hands before saying “Listen you can’t just get in my house like this, you almost give me a heart attack”

It was true, he literally almost dies when coming in.

“Listen, you can’t just tell me you’re in love with me and leave me hanging” she says with a sarcastic laugh at the end of her sentence, leaving the ice cream behind and getting off the counter.

“Oh well, I guess we’re even” he shrugs like its no big deal.

“We really aren’t” she shook her head, walking up to him, he wished she didn’t though because it made him more nervous and messed with his head, but there was nothing he could do.

“We need to finish this conversation” she said in a serious voice.

“For what? I don’t need you to reject me right now, It’s too much to take in, my mental sanity is on the game now” he argued, not longer caring if he was being rude or not, he was now speaking nothing but the truth.

“I never said I would” she said softly and he stopped, everything stopped “You never really let me tell my side of the story”

His mouth went dry and his lip was twitching, was he dreaming. How drunk was he right now?.

“Is it good?” he asks shyly, now being afraid of saying something wrong.

she laughs and tries to find the best words for it, but at the end she just ends up saying what her heart tells her to. “of course it is a surprise for me that you confess all this” she starts, sounding a little nervous at first “The truth is, I liked that night too, a lot actually, I just never really thought we could get into something else because we’ve been friends for such a long time, something more feels wrong in a way” She says and even when those words definitely calmed him down, they also made him lose a little hope.

He knew this was a little wrong, but he wanted this more than ever. It felt right.

“You thought about us?” he asked with a shaky voice, not being able to control himself.

She shrugged shyly “Yeah, for a second I did”

his lips couldn’t help but to show her a smile, he meant it this time. “Was it good?” he asked.

“It was beautiful” she admitted, but there was something else. Something was holding her back.

“But?” he asked, nervous to hear what she had to say because it would most likely be bad.

“Luke, you have no idea how much I want this” she confessed, grabbing both of his hands and making his heart stop for a second “But there are somethings that I don’t know if I can handle”

he shook his head, pulling her closer to him in one swift move “Just tell me” he demanded “Say the word and I’ll change, please” and he means it “I can take it”

she was not happy with his answer for some reason, but he meant every single word “I don’t want you to be a different person just because I tell you to, I want you to be a better person because you know that’s best for you” she said, pointing at him with one finger “All the drinking, smoking, all of the drugs, the parties” she counts, he listens “I get Luke, I really do, you are young and you’ve been broken for a while now but this is too much” she says in a broken voice “I know you aren’t like this, you’re a great man, Luke”

He understands. She wanted a clean relationship with someone who wouldn’t auto destruct himself from one second to other and she just needs to say the word and he will make it better. For her.

“I’ll slow down” he promises, lifting her hand and kissing the back of it “For you I will, that’s a promise”

she stills shakes her head no and looks at him in the eye “Do it for yourself, Luke, not for me, I’m just one person, Do it for you” she says almost begging.

“No, you aren’t just a person” he says leaning in closer to her and mumbling in clear words “You’re the best thing that has happened to me in the longest time”

with that he just does it, he leans in and kisses her lips. The ones he has been dreaming about for so long and the ones he has been eager to feel since that night, this was so life changing, he was kissing her girl and she was kissing him back, for once something in his life was turning out right and now he could look at the bright side of something.

Sadly the kiss did not last as long as he would’ve like to. She took a step back and grabbed his face in both hands, wanting to be able to check on him and see his face. He was freaking out, this was fantastic, everything he has been thinking about for a while.

“Feels good” he said, taking a deep breath, now realizing how real this all was.

“I know it does” she chuckled caressing his face.

“I don’t like to be broken” he said in a broken voice, now speaking his feelings after a little while.

“I know you don’t” she said, looking at him with sad eyes as she ran her hands in his face, making him feel her presence as much as she could.

“If I change, would you come with me? Would you let me be yours?” he asked innocently, hoping this time it would work.

“I promise to stick up if you can be a better version of yourself” she said smiling at him, making his heart beat faster and giving him hope for once. “Because you know that’s the right thing and because you know there will be more to come for you”

he nods harshly, eager to show her how much he is willing to do this “I promise I’ll change, please stay”

“I will” she said, leaning in to kiss him again but before mumbling in his lips “I’ll stay” sealing it with a kiss and make him the happiest man ever.

Because from this moment he knew, she was the only one that could pull him out of the dark. With her, he was just a better man.

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pickles-24 · 7 months ago

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All Eyes on You (Felix)

1- Orientation

Author's note: This is my first fic In a while please be patient. ( Daisy Lyn is the Musian name - this is not real-)

PAIRING: College Felix!! x Musician fem reader!!

GENRES: social media au, smut, fluff, angst, mystery, drama, enemies to lovers, college au, celebrity au, non-idol au.

WARNINGS: cursing, slow-burn, alcohol/drug consumption, addiction, sexual jokes/ sexual content, toxic relationships, mental health disorders, trauma, mentions of abuse, offense jokes (NOT RACIST NOR ANYTHING LIKE THAT), Felix and MC have a small age gap (He's older by 2 1/2 years) THIS IS NOT IN ANY WAY LINKED TO THE REAL DEALS!

SUMMARY: You're an up-and-coming musician with a decent platform. You and a Friend of Felix's get close eventually leading you to meet Him. Liking each other at first, wasn't in the cards due to several misunderstandings. Throughout the year You start gaining attention from more than just your fans. All eyes are on you.

You knew moving out was the right idea. Daisy Lyn was now becoming a name and You were also approaching the first week of college. Your phone rings, it's your best friend. "It's 5 in the fucking morning Soojin." Seo Soojin, one of your best friends since middle school had a bad habit of calling you at absurd hours. "It rang once why are you still awake Y/N?" She had an idea but you know she wanted you to answer. "Pulled an all-nighter." You left out the fact that you hadn't actually slept in days. Soojin sighs, "What time are we going to the orientation?" You stopped to think.

"Wanna say 7? 7:30? Why not call Minnie?" Soojin's girlfriend, also Your best friend since middle school. Granted you knew her first. "No, she's sleeping." You sighed, "I could've been sleeping." She laughed at that, and you rolled your eyes. You both knew that wasn't ever the case. "I'll look on the campus website and I'll let you know in a bit," You said already typing away at your computer. Soojin thanked you and hung up, not long after she sent you the time for the orientation.

You rolled you're eyes at one of the many memes Soojin had stolen from you throughout the years. You checked the time and the clock read 5:15 am. Since you didn't have to leave til around 8:15 you decided to take a break from working on your first-ever song and watch some well-needed TikTok. You normally scrolled on a secret account you had since you had a decent-sized platform on your main account, but today you decided to go to your main to interact with people.

It wasn't long before you got bored and decided to text one of your group chats. You had one just between Soojin, Minnie, and Yourself and you had another one with two of your other friends. Jeongseob and Soojin were cousins and you two had met when you were sophomores. Sunoo and you had become friends your junior year because you both shared a very boring English class. Eventually, you introduced Sunoo to the rest of the group and they accepted him.

Jeongseob and Sunoo were both starting their junior year the following week and it was their first year without the girls. You had told them that you were always willing to help them with school and all that. Just because you guys were starting college didn't mean that you would forget them. Eventually, 7:00 rolled around and you got up from your mini music studio and got your ass in the shower. You couldn't help but be nervous as the first day of college was approaching. Yeah of course you were excited but this is the first time since 6th grade that you didn't share classes with your friends.

And honestly, that worried you. As you rinse the shampoo out of your hair you could hear your phone chiming. It was probably the group chat and you told yourself you would check later. Your shower ended and you waltzed back out to your room with your phone in hand. Soojin and Minnie were spamming the group chat.

You sighed knowing for your dream to become reality you had to work for it. And even though you were putting in the work to grow your platform so you could begin releasing music. Now you had to work even harder to actually produce your music. Eventually, the time came around for you to pick up your friends. So you grabbed your car keys, phone, and purse and headed out of your apartment.

You parked in front of Soojin and Minnie's shared apartment and gave 2 loud honks. After that, you sat in your car as Smack That by Akon played in the background. Not too long later the two lovely ladies appeared Minnie hopped in the front seat as Soojin opened the door to the backseat. The clock on the car said 8:49 am, You back out of the driveway and make your way to campus. It really wasn't a far drive but you were a punctual person and you wanted a good parking spot.

"You sure you can handle ten classes a week?" Minnie asked concerned for your well-being. You were overworked at it was and you had been that way since you were 16. You nodded as you focused on the road, "It's nothing I can't handle." You tried to reassure but you saw the look she gave her girlfriend in the back seat. They nodded silently as the music filled the silence in the car. 15 minutes later you were turning into the parking lot. It was slightly emptier than you expected and you managed to find a good spot.

You all left the car making your way into one of the school's many auditoriums. The place was already pretty packed but you found a small section of 3 seats next to a guy who was sitting on his phone. "Hi... Is anyone sitting here?" You ask as Soojin and Minnie stood behind you. The guy looked up at you, "No you can sit," He took a pause, "You guys freshman?" He asked you as you took your seat next to him. "Yeah we are, are you?" You ask him to be polite.

He shook his head, "Nah I'm a sophomore but I'm transferring in." He explained with a smile. "I should introduce myself, I'm Y/N and these are my friends Soojin and Minnie." You say as Minnie nudged Soojin to say hello and waved. "Nice to meet you, My name’s Jeongin, but you can call me I.N."

taglist: @seungseung-minmin

#stray kids #k pop #music #skz #skz stay #skz imagines #skz felix #stray kids fanfic #college au #enemies to lovers #lee felix #yang jeongin #i.n skz #kpop #lee yongbok

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you-imagine-i-write · 7 years ago

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A New Perspective

Summary: Platonic Enjolras x Reader. When you sit in on a meeting of les amis de l’ABC, you and Enjolras don’t get off to the best start when you call him out on his bourgeoisie nature. However, things between you begin to improve when you deliver a drunken Grantaire onto his doorstep.

Word Count: 1,108 Words

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The blond man was stood on a chair when you entered the room, but everyone seemed too engrossed in the fast paced string of words falling smoothly from his mouth to notice your arrival.

“The streets of Paris are filled with beggars, living and dying on the streets whilst the King does nothing!”

Every time he paused to breathe there was an uproar of cheering from the dozen or so people gathered around the strange shouting man, who quickly flew back into his rant.

You scanned quickly around the room for the small boy, Gavroche, who’d somehow managed to convince you to go to the small café that he usually frequented. Finding nothing, your eyes instead landed on the only person in the room seated; a dark haired man slumped on a chair with a rather large bottle of God knows what in his hand, which was half empty mind you.

Deciding to see if Blond Man came up with anything interesting in his rant, you made your way over to the slumped man and sat on the only other available chair. The man grunted at you in acknowledgement, raising his head.

“New?” he grunted, and you nodded.

The man proceeded to push the almost empty bottle into your hands, which you sniffed slightly and made a face at before downing the remnants of and promptly regretting the majority of your life decisions.

Gulping once or twice in an attempt to expel the particularly unpleasant aftertaste of the alcohol you’d just consumed, you attempted conversation and pointed at Blond Man. “He usually this… enthusiastic?”

The dark haired man scoffed, but a slight smile also tugged at the corner of his lips. “That would be Enjolras; you could say he’s known for his enthusiasm.”

“Pain and squalor,” Enjolras yelled out, “this is what the people of the streets are subjected to, while the upper class stands by and grow fat from their ill gained riches. They may be willing to ignore these people but we will not, for we understand them and must stand up for those who cannot speak for themselves.”

Before you could stop yourself you let out a chuckle, and eyes suddenly swivelled to table at which you’d seated yourself. Enjolras paused momentarily, his forehead crinkling slightly in confusion, looking down at you from where he was still precariously perched on the rickety chair.

A hint of anger crossed his face. “Is there something you find funny?”

“It’s just,” you laughed, standing up from your chair, “you talk about the pain the less fortunate feel and the squalor they live in on the streets, but look at you; stood there in your wonderfully clean waistcoat, that your mother has done a very good job at pressing if I do say so myself, with a full stomach and no doubt money in your pocket. You understand nothing of pain or squalor, monsieur, I assure you.”

With a nod of farewell in the drunkard’s direction you turned to leave, there was nothing more you wanted to hear from this rich boy’s mouth, but Enjolras’ voice rang out through the café, “And I suppose you believe that you know something of it then?”

“Something? An understatement; come and see what life is like on my street someday, Enjolras,” you almost spat his name. “You and your bourgeois waistcoat would not survive a day.”

And with that you turned tail and stomped out of the café.

***

It had grown dark down your alleyway, dark and cold. When the sound of someone stumbling down the street echoed closer to you, your hand fell to the knife in your boot. The figure grew larger, zigzagging down the empty road sluggishly, eventually stumbling and falling to their knees a few metres from you. It was only then that you began to recognise the dark curly hair of the man that you’d had a brief conversation with at the small café the night before. He groaned, proceeding to vomit all over the street corner and himself.

You sighed and called out to him, “Hello, I met you at the Musain yesterday, are you alright?”

Bleary eyed, the drunkard looked in your direction, managing to keep his head raised for a second before promptly passing out. Heaving another sigh, you lifted yourself up from your slightly comfortable position (but how comfortable can you really be propped up against a wall?) and made your way over to your unconscious acquaintance.

Sitting down next to him you tapped his cheek lightly, but when that received no response you instead opted to slap him. Thankfully, the drunk then opened his eyes and you gave him a look of warning.

“Don’t even think about being sick on me.”

He groaned again. Not bothering to even ask for an address, you decided to deposit the man back at the Musian in the hopes that Blond Man or any of his revolutionaries knew where the drunken man lived.

You hauled the man up from the floor and let him lean heavily on your shoulder. “Come on, monsieur, if you stay out here you’ll get yourself mugged.”

***

Once you reached the café with the drunk in tow you didn’t even bother attempting to drag him up the stairs, instead opting to climb them yourself to find help. Unsurprisingly, you were met with a determined looking Enjolras pawing over an old and rather large book.

Swallowing down the last of your pride, you cleared your throat. “Enjolras, is it?”

The man turned, startled, but when he recognised your face he began to frown and open his mouth. Cutting him off with a finger, you continued.

“Your drunken friend is downstairs, the one I was sat with? Looks like he decided to come and check out my street after all.” Enjolras groaned. “Luckily for him I’m feeling generous so he’s successfully avoided getting mugged this time…”

Rising up and away from his book, Enjorlas’ back clicked as he stood and made his way to the top of the stairs with a disappointed look on his face and a tired tone of voice that he’d obviously had to use on his friend many a time, “Grantaire!”

The man paused, however, just before he began to descend.

“You could come with us if you like, I’m sure I could find something for you to eat or a warm place to sleep maybe?”

You smiled slightly in surprise. “You know, monsieur, you and your waistcoat aren’t that bad after all.”

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