Untitled Les Mis Fanfiction (Enjolras)

Trigger warnings: mentions of sexual assault, self-harm, and suicide. Christianity is mentioned several times but is not the main focus of the story.
No language or sexual content.

She needs connection. He needs healing. They're both afraid to reach out for different reasons. She was called Aurélia. Her past is traumatic - what little she can remember of it anyway. She wanted to be understood and to be seen, to be comforted and to be loved. Yet the one who she realizes she wants to trust is cold around her. Stoic, some might say. There was no seeing through those icy blue eyes, the very eyes that had her captivated from the start.

His name was Enjolras. He hated two things: that she wasn't okay and that he cared so much about it. He knew Aurélia needed solace, but he kept himself from reaching out. His past when it came to women was filled with scars he feared were forever seared into his soul. What if she was just like the women with whom he grew up? What if reaching out would only hurt him the way it did years ago?

But the longer Aurélia waits, the harder it will be to find the healing she needs. And time is running out. Enjolras is planning something that is bound to take off any time now - something for which he is very much willing to give his life. Will they find each other and find the peace they both need? Or will it be too late before they notice the connection they've had all along?