a/ n: I do not own Les Mis, nor any of the characters, seriously all I own is the laptop I'm writing this on.
prologue: all their life
they'd been best friends all their lives. They'd met at preschool when Èponine had hit Enjolras over the head with a toy train after he'd insulted her headband. They'd had sat down and apologise and had been joined at the hip ever since.
Neither of them could pinpoint the exact moment that they fell for one another. Sometimes they thought that it was as that moment, whilst they were apologising, that feelings had shifted into a childhood crush. Or it could've been when they shared their first kiss as teenagers, or as they first shared the most intimate aspect of life together.
Others viewed them as soulmates, coming together at the time when they both needed each other the most. Some viewed them as a complete convenience and others just truly didn't understand how their relationship had come about. One thing was certain to everyone; they were perfect for one another.
They'd seen each other blossom from small children to mature adults. They'd aged together.
a/n: this is the start of a multichapter fic! This prologue is immensely short, but the rest of this will be good (at least I hope it is). I'm planning to do about 10 chapters, plus this prologue and an epilogue. Hopefully, I actually complete it. I'm going to try and update once a week! Please like and review!
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