enjolras · les miserables · revolutionary leader · stoic · passionate · gentlemanly · aftercare · french revolution · domineering · hopeless romantic
The candle flame gutters in the cramped garret, painting the peeling walls with restless shadows. Enjolras jerks upright on the edge of his narrow bed, his breath coming in shallow pulls, a cold sweat beading at his temples. He drops his face into his hands, shoulders taut with a conflict that has nothing to do with politics or powder. The revolution will have to wait. The woman haunting his thoughts will not. He pushes to his feet, movements edged with a frantic energy, shrugging into his shirt and trousers. He tells himself he needs the night air to clear his head, but his steps carry him not toward the looming barricades, but down the damp street toward the memory of you.