Victor Hugo: Ah, yes, Enjolras and Grantaire. A fascinating pair. You see, Enjolras represents absolute devotion to a cause, almost like a divine figure. He is compared to Apollo, the Greek god of light and beauty.
Literature Guy: Okay, so he’s like… the hot revolutionary guy.
Victor Hugo: Precisely. And Grantaire is his opposite. A man who believes in nothing, who mocks everything, who has no faith in the revolution—
Literature Guy: Except Enjolras?
Victor Hugo: Exactly! You’re following! Grantaire’s only true belief is his admiration for Enjolras. Their relationship mirrors the intense male bonds found in ancient Greek literature.
Literature Guy: So… they’re friends.
Victor Hugo: Yes, but not simply friends. It’s a complicated, deeply emotional connection built on admiration, devotion, and tragedy.
Literature Guy: Right, right. So they’re straight.
Literature Guy: Because you said “male friendship.” Like, very close friendship. Classic straight guy stuff.
Victor Hugo: I said it was inspired by Greek traditions of intense male relationships.
Literature Guy: Yeah. Straight Greek guys.
Victor Hugo: Did you just—
Literature Guy: They’re just two bros who appreciate each other.
Victor Hugo: Grantaire literally spends the entire story following Enjolras around like a lovesick poet.
Literature Guy: A very supportive friend.
Victor Hugo: He insults him constantly because he’s fascinated by him.
Literature Guy: Friendly teasing.
Victor Hugo: He calls him beautiful.
Literature Guy: Bros compliment each other.
Victor Hugo: He dies beside him. THEY HOLD HANDS.
Literature Guy: True friendship.
Victor Hugo: He wakes up from unconsciousness, sees Enjolras is about to be killed, and chooses to stand with him and die with him.
Literature Guy: Wow. That’s some serious friendship.
Victor Hugo: DID YOU NOT HEAR A SINGLE DAMN WORD I SAID?
Literature Guy: I heard every word.
Victor Hugo: Then explain how you reached “straight.”
Literature Guy: Because they never officially say “I love you.”
Victor Hugo: Sir, I wrote a 1,500-page novel. I am not going to have every character stop the plot to announce their feelings like a stage play.
Literature Guy: So you’re saying they’re not straight?
Victor Hugo: I am saying that if two men are compared to Greek ideals, one worships the other, they die together, and one’s final act is choosing the other person over life itself, perhaps “they’re just bros” is not the only interpretation.
Literature Guy: So… maybe best friends?
Victor Hugo: I am going to pretend I did not hear that.
Literature Guy: Roommates?
Literature Guy: Revolutionary roommates?