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dearest leader.

“ return to your bottle and leave me in peace, grantaire. your jokes are not lost on me, but they do cause exhaustion. ” his lips are pressed into a tight line, blatantly unamused. it is apparent he hadn’t caught on to the cynic’s confession either.

grantaire’s face falls a bit, replaced with a bitter expression that lingers for too long. “ don’t you have a country to be worried about? some issue that you deem needs fixing?? ” his tone has turned cold, too, “ perhaps you should go and work on that instead of judging someone purely on their choice of drink. ”

#wELP #redflaags #( *IN CHARA. )#( V*MODERN. )

APOLLO.

“ NO. but i WILL kick you out for making off-handed comments that do not apply or contribute to the matter at hand. we simply cannot be wasting all our time on expletives that spill from your MOUTH. ”

“ maybe YOU do not think they apply, but i can assure you, the rest of your little group appreciates them. honestly, a bit of humor and wit is a good thing. ” of course, grantaire knew that enjolras possessed those things, but he easily got heated, too. “ cheer up, have a drink. ”

#PLS #redflaags #( *IN CHARA. )#( V*MODERN. )

dearest leader.

“ as long as you do not take to idolizing me as such, then i suppose i can’t say much more about it. ” still isn’t very fond of the name, but this is one thing that the cynic will not let go of.

“ i fear we may be a little too late on that part. ” might as well not lie, considering he does --- look up to him. much more than anything else. perhaps alcohol is the only equivalent.

#p E ST #ENJOLRAS PLS #redflaags #( *IN CHARA. )#( V*MODERN. )

dutifulcynic

the smile was not finished before the report was heard.

ENJOLRAS, pierced by eight bullets, remained backed up against the wall as if the bullets had nailed him there. GRANTAIRE, struck down, collapsed at his feet.

dutifulcynic

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#( *SELF PROMO. )#reblogs this so i can reblgo it on other blog somfg

APOLLO.

dutifulcynic.

“ GRANTAIRE!! cease your mindless chatter before i ban you from any further meetings for being a disruption. ”

“ you wouldn’t really, would you??? oh, come on, enjolras. surely you wouldn’t kick me out for giving you the idea that someone else has different opinions other than your own?? ”

#i'M CACKLING #redflaags #( *IN CHARA. )#( V*MODERN. )

dearest leader.

“ it is seven in the morning, and you are already using that godforsaken nickname. why do you insist on tormenting me with it, grantaire? ”

“ because i like how you react to it, and it suits you, enjolras, i find it the perfect fit. ” and he’s grinning like a little shit.

#redflaags #B)#( *IN CHARA. )#( V*MODERN. )

redflaags *

“ morning, dearest apollo. ”

#idek but here #( *IN CHARA. )

aarontvaeit

dutifulcynic

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and that at least might be to your liking.

#WOW????#death mention #( *APOLLO. )#( *CYNIC. )

APOLLO.

at this point, the blond isn’t quite sure why he bothered inviting grantaire to join him for coffee. one, he didn’t drink anything but alcohol. two, all he did was endlessly provoke enjolras into arguments. it was infuriating, but the leader is trying his best to remain civil despite his temper that threatens to flare up at grantaire’s pessismistic comments. “ you’ll die at an early age if you continue this way. as much as you happen to make me angry, i cannot help but be concerned for your well-being. ”

grantaire can see that thought go through the blond’s head and his brow raises again. a small smile is forming, too, but perhaps not for the right reasons. “ i’ll probably die because of some other cause before i die because i drink too much, enjolras. ” he’s quick to speak, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms. “ though i appreciate your concern, it’s not often you show that you care for anything other than your country. ”

#redflaags #o H gOOOSH #why this #why them #( *IN CHARA. )#( V*MODERN. )

APOLLO.

“yes, that was a long time ago, grantaire. times have changed quite a bit since then. i’d think you would at least understand that much.” his words are a bit condescending, but he doesn’t mean to make it sound like that. he simply can’t hide his distaste for the other’s attitude on the whole ordeal. at this rate, the cynic will drink himself into an early grave. “please, you should at least have a glass of water before you start up your daily drinking once more.”

“ times have changed? maybe for you. but i LIKE the old way of doing things. ” the cynic rolls his eyes, leaning forwards again as the blond tries ( and fails ) to reason with him. a small shake of his head, and grantare even gives a wry smile. “ no thanks. i’m not thirsty. ” well, he is, but not for water.

#redflaags #oh gos hh #( *IN CHARA. )#( V*MODERN. )

aarontvaeit

every single droplet the sun has to offer.

#nng #( S : I BELIEVE IN YOU. )#( *APOLLO. )#( *CYNIC. )

APOLLO.

“i don’t know why i even bother commenting on it at this point.” he turns his attention away, happy to have coffee in his hand even though the bags under his eyes protest for sleep. he truly doesn’t know why the drunk insists on calling him apollo. it seemed unhealthy to refer to a regular person as a god. perhaps it was to simply tease him and set him off. the latter seemed more likely. “you should at least have water if nothing else. i don’t see how you survive off of… meat and alcohol.”

grantaire rolls his eyes, a little annoyed at enjolras’ blatant attitude. sometimes, it’s hard to keep his own facade rolling. “ neither do i, apollo, you know what my response will always be. ” sharp response, and he stares intensely at the blond. there’s a small shake of his head, and he hums. “ no, i’m fine. ” plus, he left his wallet at home. “ it’s quite easy, you know, a long time ago that’s what everyone did. ” grantaire, don’t.

#redflaags #THEY A RE #KILL ME #sorry bout the w e ak af reply #( *IN CHARA. )#( V*MODERN. )

APOLLO.

“must you insist on pointless banter when our paths cross, grantaire?? please, just — peace for a moment.” really, he wasn’t all that bothered by the comment, but the leader didn’t have a retort on his tongue at that particular moment. instead, he takes the coffee and leads the cynic over to an open table, seating himself across from the other male. “how have you even managed to wake up this early? i’d have thought you’d be passed out on your floor at this hour.”

“ yes, i MUST, it is a necessity, my dear apollo. ” grins at him, all teeth and dancing eyes. he follows him eagerly, without ordering anything for himself, sitting down and studying the blond. his features always seems to amaze him. enjolras in general, renders the cynic speechless from time to time. “ you do not give me enough credit, enjolras. i am always up the earliest to get the first drink at the musain. ”

#weLL i"M #redflaags #( *IN CHARA. )#( V*MODERN. )

APOLLO.

he enters the cafe, pushing it open just enough for grantaire to slip inside behind him. enjolras finds the other’s drinking habits to be unnecessary and an awful way at coping with his problems. of course, the leader isn’t very familiar with the cynic’s exact problems. he doesn’t like to think of it much. he steps up to the counter, ordering a coffee. “i’m just saying that it’s not… it’s… bad.”

grantaire’s problems were a wide variety of ridiculous things. one of them was the blond standing next to him. the other was the dirt beneath his feet. but that was something else entirely. the cynic rolls his eyes, crossing arms over his chest and tilting his head. “ just bad?? no reasoning? come on, apollo, you’re a leader of the people!! surely you can do better than that! ”

#PLS #redflaags #( *IN CHARA. )#( V*MODERN. )