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Right and Proper by Miss M (missm) for esteven
Fandoms: Les Misérables - All Media Types
19 May 2013
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Valjean again knelt at Javert's feet and raised his hands to the wound. "By your leave," he said and gently unravelled the bloodied rag.
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Very lovely! Valjean is caring for Javert with the tiniest bit of spice at the end.
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Javert injured on duty and Valjean fussing like a maniac
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The bleeding did not start again, which was a relief. He wiped away the dried blood, watching the water in the basin turn red. Javert did not wince, but watched him with stoicism. There was a subdued look in his eyes which Valjean had finally learned to recognise as tenderness, strange as it had been at first.It still seemed unfathomable to him, sometimes, that this man, for so many years a symbol of everything he feared, should hold such a place in his heart and in his life – that the two of them should be bound together like this: by amiable moments in fire-lit parlours, by heated moments in dark bedrooms, by quiet moments in each other's arms, when all was peace and drowsiness and nothing needed to be said.
This love, so different from the one he felt for his daughter and still so very new, had worried him at first, making him fear it was yet another whisper from the darker side of his nature, but after much contemplation, he had concluded it could not be so. His desire for Javert stemmed not from the desire to break and conquer but from the need to give love and receive it in return, and what could this need be, if not God's greatest gifts to His children? Yet his fears had not subsided entirely before, one night, he had dreamed of the Bishop of Digne.
In his dream, he had knelt before the Bishop with his eyes downcast, whispering, "I have come to care deeply for this man, not only with my heart but with my body; I long to touch him and lie with him and know him in the most intimate of ways. This is new to me and I do not know if it is a sin, for it does not feel sinful; there were words for it in prison but they all seem wrong." Trembling, he had raised his eyes to the Bishop: "Do you know what they are, these feelings?"
"I do know their name," the Bishop said, and Valjean trembled again. "Their name is love." He reached out a hand and touched Valjean's head in gentle benediction. "Do not deny yourself this comfort."
When he woke up, the words were already fading from his mind and later he could not recall them. But after that night he had ceased to be afraid.
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cw lime at the end
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