every single modern au les mis fic ever written
enjolras, standing on a table: [random social issue that’s been in the author’s local news lately] is bad! we must hold a non-violent rally to spread awareness and combat this scourge
grantaire, sitting at the back of the café: haha this will never work. you’re too much of an idealist, Apollo
grantaire, to any random ami other than marius: i’m in love with enjolras. his hair is like sunlight. i’m gay
random ami other than marius: we know, grantaire
grantaire: now i am using my arty powers to help make [flyers/posters/pamphlets/propaganda] for the rally. i’m so glad that everybody here is my best friend and loves hanging out with me and thinks i am a good person, except for enjolras. i am filled with self-loathing
(marius at some point, bursting in late: I BUMPED INTO HER ON THE STREET AND I’M IN LOVE NOW)
enjolras, at a subsequent meeting: i care for nothing but the cause. i am a workaholic. les amis will singlehandedly fix all of society’s problems
enjolras: SHUT UP GRANTAIRE YOU’RE A USELESS WASTE OF OXYGEN AND YOU DON’T EVEN BELONG HERE. GO AWAY
grantaire, jumping up immediately and sprinting at top speed for the exit: i am a useless waste of oxygen. how could i ever dare love such a perfect, flawless human being. this man, with whom i am in love, has never done anything wrong in his entire life. now i will go home and sob over how he just lost his temper and screamed vile insults at me in public
all of the amis, texting grantaire: are you okay. we all gently scolded enjolras for his outpouring of verbal abuse. he is terribly sorry
eponine: grantaire i will personally pin him down in a back alley and castrate him for you. i am a Strong Female Character. do you want to eat ice cream and watch sad movies with me
enjolras: i am terribly sorry, grantaire. please come to the rally
grantaire: i will go to the rally because i am in love with enjolras
enjolras, at the rally: [random social issue that’s been in the author’s local news lately] is bad! [two paragraphs of oration written by a teenager who’s never even read the communist manifesto]
everyone, immediately: gavroche!! he is tiny and might be hurt
gavroche: [sassy one-liner] i’m unharmed but your leader isn’t!
enjolras: it’s only a small concussion and a few rubber-bullet bruises! grantaire did you know that i have been deeply in love with you for ages. you helped me find the flaws in my speeches by constantly playing devil’s advocate.
grantaire: i may not believe in the cause but i believe in you
enjolras: that makes perfect sense. let’s make out
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