whisperintothevoid



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  2. Rec 7

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    “He’s beautiful, right?” Combeferre winced. He looked at Grantaire, who was still looking somewhere in the void. Even so, he could see his eyes glitter with something he hadn’t seen before. Confusion? Sadness? Loneliness? He didn’t like the look. He reminded him too much of himself. This is how he looked every time he looked in the mirror and thought of Enjolras.
    Combeferre suddenly laughed. His gorgeous laugh echoed through the silence. He shook his head, dropped a piece of the cigarette to the ground, stepped on it, and grab another one. “How long?”

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  3. Rec 27

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    A sequel to my fic "Pylades Fasting".

    Grantaire thought he was getting better. Apparently, he was wrong.

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    “I’m volunteering,” Enjolras tells him, feeling vaguely sheepish and wondering if he’ll get thrown out now, and if so, what will he tell Monsieur Valjean. He holds up his knife roll and apron as proof.

    “Oh, are you now?” The man turns back to him with a smirk. “That’s just lovely. Community service, probably. Bet you don’t know a thing about food.”

    Enjolras does not dignify this with a response. If this idiot doesn’t recognize him from the review in the Observer, he’s not going to spell it out. Instead, he turns away to tie on his apron and lay out his knives. “You won’t need those,” the man says behind him. “Not that I’d trust you to use them, anyway.” Enjolras grits his teeth and puts his paring knife on his steel, honing the already sharp blade. The rasping does nothing to drown out the mocking voice behind him. “Do you know how many people you could have fed with what those knives cost?”

    Enjolras whirls, rage rising. “Do you know how many people I’ve fed with these knives?” he growls. “Do you know anything at all?”

    Enjoltaire meets The Bear

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