some_nights

a lemon with sunglasses



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    This is not actually a series with two parts but rather the same fic once in German and once in English. It's filed together as a series mostly for organisational purposes. Might change that in the future, who knows.

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    Enjolras presses his lips together. He already looks pained, and Grantaire hasn't even opened his mouth yet. That's got to be a record, even for them.

    "I need a favor," he says at last.

    "With what?" says Grantaire. "Ooh, are you forming a cult? Can I join? I'd be awesome at cults, I just know it." He ticks off his qualifications on his fingers. "I love chanting, I look great in robes—"

    (High school AU. Grantaire the disaffected stoner is pulled into a cause bigger than himself. Or: in which there are pretend boyfriends for great justice.)

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    23 Aug 2015

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