➳ i am a ghost, just a mirage

[seditiously]

( who chases traces of you )

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[seditiously]

[He hears the voice again, speaking of him as incapable of enjoying a lover beyond Patria; an untouchable work of marble (and oh, the irony of it now; for whatever Enjolras did not claim in that life, he was more than making up for now). Enjolras snaps out of whatever bliss-induced dream he's having; his eyes now fixate on Remi's again, dark and wanting.]

You can help by shirking those damn pants off completely. And the shirt too while you're at it.