Marius was strolling in the garden when he saw Enjolras come up to him.
"E!" Marius exclaimed, overjoyed that his friend was okay. But Enjolras looked different. The confidence and deep-seated anger in his eyes were gone. He didn't look like himself. "Hey, you okay?"
"Yes," His answer was short and sharp, more like Enjolras.
"You've been asleep quite a while, my friend, you had gotten me worried," Enjolras had missed Marius' wedding, but it was best not to mention that.
Enjolras's smile was small, but it warmed his face slightly. Progress.
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If We Had Survived... (Enjoltaire)
FanfictionGrantaire wasn't afraid of dying, and with the Leader in Red, holding his hand, nothing could be better. Or perhaps it could've been... The confusion was real on Enjolras' face when he woke in Grantaire's arms. He was...alive?
