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    "He is a pretty thing, isn't he?" The voice was indiscernible, as if from far away. He was faceless.

    Montparnasse choked on thick, hot scarlet, iron heavy on his tongue.

    "What's that on his shirt?" Asked another, and this voice was kinder, a note of concern blanketing the weariness that clung to every facet. What could be made out of him was almost translucent in the light of the street lamp.

    "Blood." Said the last, clumsy French slaughtered on his tongue in one word. All that could be seen of the third was his monstrous size.

    ( a fic devoted near exclusively to the Patron-Minette. With possible intervals from the Amis, mostly as they relate to Grantaire. First Chapter primary Montparnasse/Grantaire for the set up. )

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    25 Dec 2015

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    Enjolras caught the infamous art thief Grantaire in his first month as an FBI agent. Four years later, a supposedly reformed Grantaire works out a deal to help the FBI catch an organized crime boss--with Enjolras as his handler. But working together is more frustrating than Enjolras could have believed, and it doesn't help that Grantaire has started an actual book club with Enjolras' husband. White Collar AU.

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    18 Oct 2015

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    26 Nov 2014

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    Enjolras swallowed. "I didn't know he had tattoos on his back."

    "Yeah," said Joly, shrugging. "I mean, he lives with me and before about noon, he's allergic to shirts—"

    "Why—" said Enjolras weakly.

    "I always figured he had a bad shirt experience," Joly offered. "Shirts killed his family, or his first dog got hit by a truck full of shirts."

    Enjolras shook his head. His face was a little flushed.

    "Ooh, are you experiencing symptoms?" said Joly, brightening. "What's your pulse doing? Are you breathing normally? How do your glands feel?"

     

    Inspired in part by tumblr user feferi's post here, specifically: "i am in love with the idea that enjolras is so baffled by his own emotions towards grantaire that he legitimately cannot tell if he has heartburn or stomach butterflies"

    Modern AU. Joly is a gentleman, a scholar, a med student—and, when need be, a matchmaker. And oh, the need is definitely being.

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    29 Oct 2014