"There's one... looks like he could be one of us. I think the day he stops is the day my sister takes him... she'll have to take me, too. I don't think I can give him up... His dreams? His dreams make me feel alive."
Enjolras sighs against Grantaire’s spine as he sleeps in his arms. There had been words there, before—Enjolras had scribbled them, drawn loops and whorls around the pillar that holds Grantaire up, from which all of him branches out. The spine. The center.
He breaths once more against the vertebrae at the base of his neck, rubbing the tip of his nose against the curls that brush against the base of Grantaire’s neck. (Ribbons of words had pushed up and out of him, onto Grantaire’s skin—were I his spine—)
Grantaire’s breathing stops for a moment, and Enjolras palms are pressed against his solar plexus, just around his diaphragm. And then he inhales, curling closer to his fists, were spit is starting to pool and slope toward his wrist.
(—were I his spine that I could hold him—)
Enjolras rests his head back against the pillow as Grantaire sleeps, exhaling softly against the knot of bone beneath his lips. Grantaire’s spine is a gentle curve against his chest, bent only in comfort and not in displeasure, protected by Enjolras’ own spine, and everything that branches out from it.
My dearest Liz, The city is falling into corruption around us and Pompeiivert has declared me an enemy of Rome. Will you join in my crusade? Will you support me as I march on the city and reclaim my legal rights? Signed, Gaius Julius Enjolras
My dearest Enjolras,
I am bound by oaths and honor to follow you, and I shall. My sword and my shield and my eternal love are yours.
(I wish I had more things to say but I’m too busy squealing with glee at this message omg.)
don’t you dare make me think about pretty boys in handcuffs
this was not even the original intention of that post but you know I'm gonna have to draw boys in handcuffs to make you think about ~different~ boys now, right
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He is delicious it’s not fair I didn’t say he was allowed to do this aslfjasfd
ikr who gives him the right he didn't clear the necessary paperwork with the rest of us first he's operating outside the boundaries of the law we should book him for that