➳ i am a ghost, just a mirage

[seditiously]

( who chases traces of you )

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[seditiously]

[ "We're not saying you shouldn't be with him, not at all! You two seem perfect together. But there's only so long this can go on without telling him...Jesus, E, he's actua--

"What we're saying," Combeferre, usually mild and composed, shoots his partner a warning glance, "is that a relationship, no matter how well it's going, can only go on for so long before you need to be fully honest with your partner. We get it's hard to own up to our...situation. Feuilly's still trying to figure out how to broach it with Adrienne. But he'll never understand all of you, know why certain streets haunt you and be able to help you through the nightmares, unless he knows."

"I know!" Enjolras snaps, almost immediately feeling guilty for it. "...I know. But how is he supposed to understand something like that? I don't understand how we're even here, how any of this is real. I...I can't lose him, 'Ferre." ]

Are you sure? I don't want you to have to figure things out yourself if you're feeling sick. It's really not a problem.

[habitually]

[ R smiles in spite of himself, laughing through a pronounced sniffle as he reads the message. His head shakes bemusedly as he taps a reply out. ]

i’m the problem, angel.

[ He groans and makes the “...” immediately reappear on Enjolras’ screen for several seconds as he writes and rewrites his response to try and avoid Enjolras parading in here to try and fix the problem. It comes as two messages back to back. ]

you have a speech to write, sir. i didn’t forget that. i’m just sick and making myself sicker by just being stubborn. i’ll be okay.

i promise i’ll be ok but thank you for worrying.