➳ i am a ghost, just a mirage

[seditiously]

( who chases traces of you )

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[seditiously]

Yeah, there was this one time she visited during midterms and--actually it doesn't matter, don't worry about it.

[ Enjolras blinks twice as he registers Grantaire's consent, not really expecting to get it with so little argument. ]

Oh. Great. Who's Celine...? And I doubt that will happen. We've made it through all this, after all. I think I can still handle your sarcasm in an enclosed space.

[habitually]

Roommate. Éponine’s friend. She moved abroad for a girl. I... can’t afford rent without her and this place sucked but I took what I could afford.

[ He steps into the breathing space his partner and looks up at him, fingers touching his sides. ]

But this close?

[seditiously]

And you were planning on telling me no?

[ Enjolras straightens as Grantaire enters his space, feeling a little warm under the collar. He slips his hands to rest on Grantaire's waist, meeting his eyes. ]

Yeah, I think I could do this close.

[habitually]

Ugh, you call my bluffs now. No fun.

[ Kissing him, he smirks and kisses his jaw before pulling back. ]

Can we go to that Vietnamese place now? I’ll eat your bean sprouts while I size you up.

[seditiously]

[He smiles into the kiss, double-checking his pocket for his metro pass as he waits for Grantaire to grab his coat and whatever else he needs for tonight, the next week, forever, etc. ]

That sounds great. I can help you draft the severance letter later, not sure if you're month to month or not? But we can talk over dinner. After all, we've got time.