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@theleaderpaintedred
"Do you want me to ask Montparnasse to help us?" He asked. "I mean, he knows pretty much everyone who could be involved. And there’s another guy, Babet- he told me if Gueulemer’s ever bothering us, to talk to him. He could help."
Enjolras bit his lip. He didn't like the idea of this at all. But for Combeferre's safety, he swallowed his pride. "Alright... They can help. Anything for 'Ferre. He needs help," he agreed.
"Jesus Christ," Jehan breathed. "Alright, alright... I can take up looking for you, if you don't want to leave R alone. Just- how did all of this begin? What did the messages say? I might know someone who could help us," Of course, Jehan knew how reluctant Enjolras would be to accept Babet's help.
Enjolras nodded. "Please help me find him. This is my fault," he said softly. His hands trembled. "It doesn't seem like Gueulemer... but it is. It's him. But he's keeping 'Ferre alive... or at least making me think he is. I... maybe he's not alone this time."
"Hold on a second," Jehan said, sitting up. "What’s going on? Why aren’t we safe?" He knew that Guleumer was always a threat, but it had been so long since he attacked that Jehan wasn’t so concerned anymore. Besides, Babet had given his word that he wouldn’t let any harm come to him and Courfeyrac- for Montparnasse’s sake.
Enjolras bit his lip. “I got more texts from Gueulemer,” he sighed. “He’s got Combeferre. Ferre’s alive, as far as I know, but who knows for how long? I don’t even know how to find him.” Tears escaped from his baby blues, and he quickly looked away so that Jehan couldn’t see.
"W-what?! Have you called the police?" Jehan was a little angry that nobody had told him this sooner, but he was even more worried for his friend’s safety. Why didn’t Enjolras tell him this?
Enjolras hung his head in shame and hugged his knees to his chest. He bit his lip and gently shook his head.
"No, Jehan... If Mer finds out I've called the police, it's certain death for 'Ferre before they ever find him," he said in a hardened tone that cracked and went soft at the mention of death. He looked up at Jehan with tears in his eyes. Though he was never one to admit to crying, and certainly wouldn't let anyone (other than R) see him cry, he couldn't hide it anymore. He couldn't hold it back.
"It's been a week... I've tried everything to figure out his location. I'm still clueless..." he trailed off as a sob caught in his throat. "Fuck. I don't... I don't know what to do. I can't go out searching. I can't leave R alone."
"Hold on a second," Jehan said, sitting up. "What’s going on? Why aren’t we safe?" He knew that Guleumer was always a threat, but it had been so long since he attacked that Jehan wasn’t so concerned anymore. Besides, Babet had given his word that he wouldn’t let any harm come to him and Courfeyrac- for Montparnasse’s sake.
Enjolras bit his lip. "I got more texts from Gueulemer," he sighed. "He's got Combeferre. Ferre's alive, as far as I know, but who knows for how long? I don't even know how to find him." Tears escaped from his baby blues, and he quickly looked away so that Jehan couldn't see.
Fish // Open
"Yup." Gavroche said, reaching over to try and poke Enjolras on the nose in an attempt to cheer him up. It probably won’t work, seeing as how his boyfriend was in the hospital and all, but it was worth a try. "Does he not know the difference between himself and another fish?" he asked. "That’s weird."
Enjolras offered a smile and allowed the boy to poke his nose. "I don't think fish understand the concept of mirrors? I don't know. I had one as a kid so I know about them a little bit...But I'm not a fish, so I don't know what goes on in his little fishy brain."
Jehan’s eyes went wide at the last remark, his hand instinctively flying up to the faint line of a scar across the pale of his neck. His fingers nervously traced it; the accident was nearly a week ago, and Jehan was still trying to recover emotionally. Of course he knew Montparnasse hadn’t…
Jehan was snapped out of it when he saw how Enjolras curled in on himself. “Enjolras?” He asked, brow furrowed. “Are you alright?”
To tell the truth, Jehan had been worried about Enjolras lately. Though, he was always worried about Enjolras. The man overworked himself, and worried much more than was healthy. He felt a little sting of guilt that he hadn’t checked on him sooner.
Enjolras shook his head. "It's not safe, Jehan... not safe to be out, and most definitely not safe to be around me. If anyone asks, you don't know me. The same goes for Courf, and Marius, and Gavroche... Bossuet too. It's better if everyone forgets I exist," he said. He was well aware that this choice would hurt immensely, but he would be happy knowing they were alive, even if he couldn't be around them. "Please, just be careful. So careful. Don't travel alone anymore, alright?"
Jehan's eyes went wide at the last remark, his hand instinctively flying up to the faint line of a scar across the pale of his neck. His fingers nervously traced it; the accident was nearly a week ago, and Jehan was still trying to recover emotionally. Of course he knew Montparnasse hadn't meant to hurt him, but it had still been terrifying to have been held down like that, to feel the blade and know his love was on the other end of it. It was horrible that he was constantly watching Montparnasse's movements to see if he was going to snap again, but what choice did he have?
Enjolras raised an eyebrow at his friend's reaction. He was afraid he had offended Jehan. Maybe that was for the best anyway. Maybe if Jehan was angry with him, he wouldn't be in danger. He looked at his friend, struggling to stop his face from contorting. He felt tears come to his eyes, and he immediately decided it was allergies. Try as he might, though, he couldn't ignore the pounding of his heart in his chest. He didn't want to lose his friends, but he couldn't bear the thought of them dying again, and especially not because of him again. He pulled his knees to his chest and pressed his forehead into his kneecaps, too afraid to look at Jehan anymore. Fuck.
Fish // Open
"Nope." Gavroche said, crossing his arms. He wasn’t going to let Enjolras pay him. He would happily help him straighten up and everything, but he doesn’t want any money for it. "What would happen if you put him in a tank with another fish that isn’t the same type? Would he kill that fish too? Or does he just not like other fish like him?" He isn’t planning on putting Kraken in a bowl with other fish, but it seems like a good question to ask in case he ever finds another fish sitting in the middle of the street or something and the only way to save it is to put it in the same bowl as Kraken.
Enjolras sighed. "You're stubborn," he said blankly. "He just doesn't like fish like him. Other fish should be okay... Just make sure not to let him see his reflection. That's just as bad as putting another fish like him in the tank," he explained.
Jehan furrowed his brow at Enjolras’ expression. There was a sinking feeling in his stomach. “Look,” he said, still holding onto Enjolras’ hand. “I want you to be honest with me, do you think that this is a good idea? I won’t get mad, I promise. It’s… Sudden, I’ll admit. I honestly had no clue it was going to happen until Montparnasse was down on one knee in front of me and Courfeyrac with two rings.”
Enjolras sighed and brushed his thumb gently over the back of Jehan's hand. "Jehan... you know I love you. At least, I hope you do. I want what's best for you. 'Parnasse and I... don't see eye to eye. And I'm constantly worried he's going to hurt you and Courf... so I don't know if it's a good idea," he began. "But what I do know is that Montparnasse makes you and Courf happy, and you and Courf make each other happy, and that's what matters to me. If you're happy, I'm happy. And if he ever hurts you, he won't know what hit him," he continued, relaxing just slightly.
Fish // Open
Enjolras bit his lip when he realized that stupidity leaked from his mouth. He gave a soft shrug and shook his head. “Right. You’re not an adult… what about us? Like, helping us out? I know I could use some help straightening this place up to bring R home, especially since I’m staying with him. I could pay you to do that,” he offered. He peeked at the fish. “Of course he’s happy. He’s got you to take care of him.”
"I can help you straighten up and all that but you don’t need to pay me or anything. I can find money some other way." Gavroche said, smiling slightly and shrugging. He set the bowl down next to Enjolras so that he could get a better look at the fish. "I think he’s happy because he’s got a super badass name."
The blonde offered a warm smile. "Gavroche, let me pay you? It would make me feel better," he said, setting a gentle hand on the boy's shoulder. He would forever worry about Gavroche. He looked at the fish closer and nodded. "He does have a super badass name."
"Oh… Okay," Cheeks bright red, Jehan held out his left hand out before the both of them so that the ring, that shimmering starry band, glinted in the sunlight. He watched Enjolras’ face apprehensively, hoping for the best but preparing for the worst. He was already going to have to lose his relationship with an entire half of his family for this, he wasn’t prepared to possibly lose a friend. But Enjolras was an open minded person, and hopefully things had mended some between him and Montparnasse.
Enjolras eyed the band in confusion for a moment. Was it what he thought it was? He wasn't entirely sure how that would work out, and he was fairly positive it meant Montparnasse was included. It still annoyed him, because he worried deeply about his friends, but he had to remember that Mont actually did make them happy. After a few seconds, a smile came to his lips and he took Jehan's hand. "Congratulations, Jehan! I'm happy and excited for you," he said, though with all the worry he had been feeling lately built up like a rock inside him, his words definitely didn't match the expression on his face.
Jehan had a bit of a habit of falling asleep in public places. Cafes, trains, bookstores- but parks were his favorite. He would find a bit of sunny grass, lay himself down, and close his eyes. Since his promotion at work,…
Reverie (Open)
Jehan nodded. Enjolras was not a very hard person to read. “Well, I’m very glad to see you again, I missed you. And… I have something to tell you, actually…” He hesitated. When he had first told Enjolras that he was dating Montparnasse, he had been furious. What would he say when he found out that him and Courf were marrying him? At the least, Jehan hoped that he would be more adjusted to the idea now. Friend drama on top of everything would be too much.
Enjolras cocked his head to the side and turned his full attention to Jehan. "I have something to tell you, too... But you go first," he said. He hadn't really meant to admit that he had something to say. He hadn't wanted to say it at all. He wanted to keep it from everyone, but perhaps him blurting it out was a sign that Jehan was the man to speak to. After all, he was dating 'Parnasse, right? Surely Jehan knew some way on how to handle a person with issues, and could give some insight on how to get 'Ferre back. Oh how he hoped. He wasn't scared though. Of course not.
Jehan had a bit of a habit of falling asleep in public places. Cafes, trains, bookstores- but parks were his favorite. He would find a bit of sunny grass, lay himself down, and close his eyes. Since his promotion at work, letting himself relax became a luxury that he...
Reverie (Open)
Jehan slowly blinked his eyes open. After recognizing Enjolras, his lips spread in a dreamlike grin. "Enjolras, it's so good to see you, it seems like it's been ages!" He patted the ground beside him, motioning for Enjolras to lay down as well. It was very obvious from everything from Enjolras' voice to his stance to his eyes that he was dead exhausted. Jehan knew how he had a tendency to over-work himself, so a break would be good for him. Plus, he very much wanted to catch up with Enjolras. Did he even know about the wedding? It wasn't a Facebook-official thing since Jehan did not want most of his relatives knowing just yet, so he probably didn't.
Enjolras kept telling himself that he couldn't stay long, and that he had to get back to Grantaire, but that's exactly what Joly had told him he shouldn't do. The blonde needed some rest. He smiled a little as he sat next to his friend. This was a good way to keep himself distracted from his return. "It has, hasn't it?" he asked softly, nodding. "I'm sorry. It's probably my fault. Things have been..." he couldn't continue his sentence. 'Bad' didn't cover it. Neither did 'hectic'. He wasn't even sure there was a word to cover everything that had been going on. He groaned and plopped backward to lie next to Jehan.
Fish // Open
Enjolras nodded. ”I know… you know you shouldn’t though, right?” he replied. “Have you thought about a job?” he asked. He knew it was stupid, but he wasn’t really with it at the moment.
"Yeah, I know. I’ve been told that enough." He said, shrugging. He frowned a little bit at Enjolras’s next question. "Can I get a job?" He asked. "Do you know any place that would hire me? ‘Cause I don’t." He picked up his fish bowl and walked over to where Enjolras was. "I got the fish in the bowl and he seems pretty happy."
The fish really didn’t seem that happy, but beta fish never really do so it was probably happy enough.
Enjolras bit his lip when he realized that stupidity leaked from his mouth. He gave a soft shrug and shook his head. "Right. You're not an adult... what about us? Like, helping us out? I know I could use some help straightening this place up to bring R home, especially since I'm staying with him. I could pay you to do that," he offered. He peeked at the fish. "Of course he's happy. He's got you to take care of him."
Reverie (Open)
Jehan had a bit of a habit of falling asleep in public places. Cafes, trains, bookstores- but parks were his favorite. He would find a bit of sunny grass, lay himself down, and close his eyes. Since his promotion at work, letting himself relax became a luxury that he took advantage of as much as he could. His mother had taught him an exercise: breathe in, blow your worries out. In, work. In, the accident with Montparnasse. In, the wedding.
He wasn’t sure how long he was doing this before he felt the air turn cool as a shadow pass on top of him.
Things had been hectic. Enjolras was frantic in his search for Combeferre, but he had no fucking leads and it was driving him crazy. He was well aware that he had been distant from literally everyone except for Grantaire, even though he could desperately use a friend. He didn't want to get close to anyone for fear that they'd be the next target, and he had reluctantly let Joly visit and agreed to take a walk for some fresh air.
He was upset to see Jehan so relaxed in such a place, simply because he was sure that everyone should be taking extreme caution. He wasn't even sure if anyone else knew that 'Ferre was missing. He approached his friend and hesitated. "Hey," he said after a few moments, attempting to stop his voice from cracking. He couldn't let anyone know the kind of shape he was in.
Fish // Open
Enjolras nodded. “Yeah, pretty sure they’d notice that too. Next time, why don’t you get one of us to get you what you want?” he replied. He eyed the fish for a moment and peeked at the clock. “Yeah, go ahead,” he said.
"Because I don’t want that." Gavroche doesn’t like having to rely on other people for money, he can take care of himself. He picked the fish’s cup up from out of the water and takes the lid off frowning a little bit and trying to figure out how to get him in there. He finally decided that he should just put the cup back in there and push it down so that the fish can swim out. "I have enough money and if I don’t I can just steal it."
Enjolras nodded. "I know... you know you shouldn't though, right?" he replied. "Have you thought about a job?" he asked. He knew it was stupid, but he wasn't really with it at the moment.
Fish // Open
Enjolras chuckled. Gavroche stealing was nothing new. “Y’know, the fish was probably cheaper than the tank,” he laughed. “But they probably wouldn’t have let you buy it on your own anyway. You’re gonna keep it away from Ragnar?”
"Yeah but I thought they might notice if I tried to sneak the tank out." he said, shrugging. "You know?" He thought about Enjolras’s question for a moment. "I guess I’ll put him in another room and close the door. hopefully nothing will be able to get in there then and he’ll be safe. Do you think I can put him in the tank now?" He quickly finished off his sandwich before tapping on the lid of the fish’s cup.
Enjolras nodded. "Yeah, pretty sure they'd notice that too. Next time, why don't you get one of us to get you what you want?" he replied. He eyed the fish for a moment and peeked at the clock. "Yeah, go ahead," he said.
