Warning: Major Character Death


Jean Valjean had not meant for this to happen.

The possibility was non-existent as he had dragged the bound Inspector into the alley behind the wine shop and slit his bonds, the other fully expecting him to slit his wrists instead. Indeed, the whole idea of what he was doing now wasn't something Valjean had ever entertained.

However, never having dreamed of Javert's lips moulded against his own didn't make the act any less right. For a few short moments in that dirty alley, rats running wild around their feet, Valjean forgot all of the stress and worries that had mounted themselves upon his back, like the Earth upon Atlas.

But they returned soon enough and warnings of being discovered whispered in his ear even as he continued to run a hand through Javert's blood crusted hair. Valjean ignored the other tendrils of thought that had nothing to do with the sounds that he was sure were not entirely from the other man. He rejected any notion of his duty to protect Marius and instead chased Javert's mouth with his own when the Inspector pulled away for air.

A loud bang and Javert's form slumping against him pulled him back from that world of ignorance, and all of these warnings and worries came crashing down upon Jean Valjean, causing him more pain than the bullet that pierced his side.