➳ i am a ghost, just a mirage

[seditiously]

( who chases traces of you )

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[seditiously]

[Enjolras's mind is running at a frantic pace (what has he done?) but the soft brush against his temple, the lock of hair leaving his line of sight is oddly grounding. He finally glances back at Remi, sees those kiss-bruised lips and doesn't that just turn his stomaches into a flutter of activity. He leans back in, slow and deliberate, and gives him another short close-lipped kiss.

He doesn't know if it meant to be an apology or claim on his handiwork. Perhaps both.]

Do you... [He clears his throat, a slight dusting of pink on his cheeks; let's try this again.] Do you want to get out of here?

[habitually]

Yeah.

[ Rémi has a ghost of a smile and a less than spectral glint in his eye. ]

If you’re coming with me.