#petitpoete

[yourfavoritecynic]

closertothelifeofeveryday

petitpoete

thecentercourfeyrac

theeagleofmeaux

peccaret--et--pati

"There must be a party in progress," Grantaire mused, eyeing the influx of people with air of amusement. "How odd that I wasn't invited..."

[bonapartist-fanboy-blog]

petitpoete bumped into you

Marius sighed and stood up, excusing himself from the room. He needed some air. As he stepped out, he crashed into someone. They ended up in an awkward position on the floor. "I'm so sorry, monsieur! Please forgive me!" He scrambled to get up but he couldn't.

[thelovelymusichetta]

Let's see the world || Jehan & Musichetta

Musichetta groaned, trying to shove more stuff into the back of Jehan's old station wagon. After graduation they decided to celebrate with a road trip across the country, with the first destination being New York City. Two college grads traveling in a small vehicle with way too much stuff crammed in the back of it, what could go wrong? Finally she managed to fit all of her stuff along with Jehan's into the trunk, closing the lid with a huff, blowing strands of hair out of her face. After walking back into her apartment to make sure they got everything, she turned to him and smiled. 

"So, you ready to go?"

[donewithyourshitletstalkmot-blog]

Combeferre sighed as he finally trudged home. Enjolras had kept him back late, needing him to double check his already triple checked notes and by the time he had finished and left the Musain, it was coming up for eleven at night. The walk to the apartment was short and the cool air freshened him up a bit but all he wanted was to be home with Jehan.

Climbing the stairs to their flat, he smiled when he finally let himself inside and saw Jehan curled up on the couch. He unlaced his shoes carefully and set them beside the door before making his way over to the couch and letting go, laying down with his head on Jehan’s legs. “Hello, love.” He murmured, his eyes closed.