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    Grantaire moved to Berlin five years ago. He's happy, he gets to be a painter, he has a group of friends whom he adores, he's a well-adjusted adult living his dream life. The best part is, he still keeps in touch with all the Amis. They visit regularly and call often, they didn't stop being a presence in his life just because he's not in Paris anymore.

    There is only one person that hasn't visited. For years, it formed a hole in his chest. After some time, he realised he may never fill that hole, but that maybe that was okay, that he could let bad things happen to him and not get stuck in misery. That he didn’t have to let life happen to him just because of the boy he fell in love with at 18.

    So when he saw the text at the top of his phone screen he had to steel himself on the pavement and rub at his eyes to make sure he was seeing right. He didn’t feel like the lovestruck 18 year old he was when they met, or even like the hurt and resentful 23 year old he was when he left. He just felt the cold breeze, and half-stared at his phone.

    Enjolras [17:03]: Hello Grantaire, it's Enjolras. I will be in Berlin next week - do you know any good hotels around the city centre? Thank you.

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    Shang’s eyes went wide as he followed the arrow’s trajectory to the fifty-foot pole in the center of the camp. A tired but satisfied Ping grinned down at the men from his perch at the top, Strength and Discipline draped casually over his shoulder.

    As he registered the sound of cheers, something warm blossomed in Shang’s chest. He had no idea what to make of it.

    Or, Li Shang is pure of ass, dumb of heart, and very bisexual.

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    Enjolras swallows, as the train slows. ‘I am sorry,’ he says. ‘For ruining your date.’

    Grantaire snorts, and then shivers. A group of teenagers gets on, and one girl leers openly at him, her skirt hitched up. He looks away. ‘Adrien wasn’t my date.’

    ‘Whatever he was.’

    ‘He wasn’t anything.’ Forgive me, he thinks. Adrien’s sweet, but he’s not this; he’s not Enjolras slumped on the metro, body shaking with the train, hair damp with sweat. Even when he’s a wreck, Grantaire wants to touch him.

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    A love story told through art, bullets, and jealousy.

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    - He was looking more twinkish by the week as the muscle he used to have after years of boxing wasted away from disuse and not eating properly; his ribs starting to poke through his skin.

    Grantaire both welcomed and despised his newfound skinny; men would always pay more to fuck someone who looked like a teenager, and with his hair growing longer, and his face thinner he looked like he was almost 16 again. Grantaire thanked god for perverted johns and their underage teenage fantasies; they paid his rent. -

    (Or the one where Grantaire is a troubled prostitute and Enjolras and his friends just want to help.)

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    16 Oct 2014