gentlemenbutts: hamstr: what if it was the other way around? what if it was combeferre who found enj
gentlemenbutts:hamstr:what if it was the other way around? what if it was combeferre who found enjolras during his final moments?…I made an advanced apology for this, please take it and forgive me.If you must know this was supposed to be an 8-panel comic but I broke down after 2 and I was just at the sketch stage. “My friend,” Enjolras wheezed out. Speech was an obvious struggle at this point and to see the normally very eloquent man have difficulty speaking felt like a bayonet in his own heart.“No, shh, Enjolras—“ Combeferre was suddenly on his knees in front of Enjolras, and his voice was thick as his trembling hands reached out for the other’s. He grasped it tightly as tears began spilling out of his eyes and a strangled sob escaped his lips as he could not find the right words to say.“I’m… sorry,” Enjolras said, reaching his other hand out to wipe the tears away from his friend’s cheek. “I’m afraid that I am… I know this is not—““I know. I know. You don’t have to say a word. I know.” Combeferre replied though his sobbing might have made what he said incomprehensible. Yet he knew it worked both ways, just as Enjolras did not have to say a word, he did not have to utter any as well for either of them to understand what was needed to be said. They had always just needed a touch, a look—and as if remembering that, Combeferre squeezed Enjolras’s hand and met his eyes.A moment later, when the hand on Combefere’s cheek fell to the side and the one in his tight hold went limp, he felt as if a second bayonet had entered his body. And it felt like a third one pierced through his chest when Enjolras’s eyes finally closed. -- source link
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