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Your hand in his
๐๐๐ง๐ฃ๐๐ฃ๐๐จ: fluff, mention of death, kissing
๐๐๐๐ง๐๐ฃ๐: Enjolras x gender neutral reader
๐๐ช๐ข๐ข๐๐ง๐ฎ: you and Enjolras stay late at the Musain planning the Revolution when you get caught up in a sappy moment
๐๐ค๐ฉ๐๐จ: first fic on tumblr! Criticism is allowed!
๐ ๐ฟ๐ ๐๐๐ ๐๐๐ ๐ผ๐๐ ๐พ๐๐ผ๐๐ผ๐พ๐๐๐๐ ๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐ผ๐ฝ๐๐๐
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The streets were quiet, the only thing that could be heard was the harsh rain. Inside the Musain was quiet as well. The only sounds vacant were the flipping of your book pages and Enjolrasโ writing. Everyone else had left which left the two of you in the meeting room upstairs sitting side by side. The sound of the writing that had been going on for the past 30 minutes stopped. You could feel his gaze from beside you.
โI know youโre looking at me.โ You broke the silence.
โAnd what if I am?โ He responded in a way where you could practically hear the smirk on his face.
You flipped your book over to keep your place before looking up at him. He was indeed smirking. You studied his face. You looked at every feature trying to engrave them into your mind. The way his eyes lit up while looking at you to his cocky smirk. You did this every time you saw him but this time was different. You could lose him tomorrow and it pained you every time you thought about it.
โY/N? Whatโs wrong?โ A worried look painted his face.
You mustโve gotten so lost in your thoughts that you didnโt realize that you had a sad expression on your face.
โIโm scared of losing you tomorrow.โ You admitted.
He grabbed your hands into his and rubbed his thumbs over your knuckles to comfort you.
โIโm scared too but letโs focus on right now, forget about tomorrow.โ
You nodded before moving your chair closer to his. He let go of one of your hands and brought it up to your face. He brushed a stray hair out of the way so he could see you better. He studied your face the same way you had been studying his. Eventually he looked at your lips. He looked back up and made eye contact with you.
โCan I?โ He asked in a whisper.
You nodded.
The two of you moved closer together and eventually your lips touched causing butterflies to erupt in your stomach. His hand still held your face softly while his other was still holding one of your hands. You lifted your free hand up and ran it through his soft blonde hair before making its way to his neck to pull him closer. His thumb brushed over your knuckles again which caused more butterflies. All you wanted to do was stay in this moment. Stay here where you didnโt have to worry about revolution. Stay here where the rain was all you could hear and it was just you and him. Your lips moved with his for what seemed like eternity before you pulled away. You rested your head on his shoulder, your hands still in his. The smell of his famous red jacket oddly comforted you as you tried to not be scared.
โIโm going to protect you.โ He whispered.
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In the end you both failed to protect each other, but you failed with your hand in his.