(Mainverse-- closed for Em)
(Copy/pasted a lot of previous posts)
“I know.” Eponine rested her head against his shoulder lightly with a sigh. “The question will be, can my sire rein him in long enough to get whatever the hell he wants…”
“Who knows,” he mumbled, looking at the floor. “This is Mont we’re talking about.”
She blew out a long sigh, rubbing the bridge of her nose. “I know. Just promise you’ll be careful?”
"Of course I will. Don't worry." He smiled softly and kissed her forehead. "I'll be fine."
Eponine kissed him back softly, resting her head on his shoulder and half-curling into his arms. “I trust you, but I’m still going to worry because it’s Mont…”
“And I am just as dangerous as Mont,” he said firmly. “We’ll be fine.”
A small smile tugged at Eponine’s lips, and she kissed him just as Combeferre came in, impeccably neat as always. “Hey, ‘Ferre,” she murmured, then remembered what she had to speak with him about, and gave Enjolras another quick kiss before going over to talk to the guide.
Enjolras leaned against the counter, silently waiting until the two of them finished discussing the plan.
(the last post I have) Combeferre nodded and squeezed her shoulder, before Eponine came back to where Enjolras was standing, leaning against his shoulder with a soft sigh. “’Ferre knows what to do.”