For the next few weeks the Mayor and the ex Inspector became a regular sight wandering through the town. The Mayor would give money to anyone who looked in need while Javert stood disapproving with his usual rigid posture. There were, of course, rumours and much gossip about the nature of the two men's relationship but the two men at least pretended to remain blissfully unaware.
Valjean began to notice more of Javert's little habits and quirks, how whenever he fell asleep he curled himself into a tiny ball and snored softly. He also began to notice the way his stomach leaped when Javert smiled or laughed because of something he's said or done. They had shared a bed since Javert's nightmare and sometimes when he was sleeping Valjean was overcome with the urge to give him a quick kiss but he always stopped himself, mainly because he had no idea how Javert would react.
That night Javert was reading a book while sitting on a chair by the fire. For a while Valjean had been sitting on the chair across from him, however he grew bored and restless and was soon fidgeting, much to Javert's annoyance. Eventually Javert reached forward and grasped his hands to still them, it was very much reminiscent of the other night in Javert's bedroom. They made eye contact but Javert looked away quickly, a furious blush rising on is cheeks as he tried to regain his composure and continue reading.
Before he could stop and consider it, Valjean leaned forward and pressed his lips to Javert's in a very quick kiss. For a few moments Javert just stared at him, then opened his mouth as if to speak but no words would come out. Eventually he settled for grasping Valjean's hand and smiling at him shyly. Valjean took this as an invitation to try again so pressed his mouth to Javert's again and this time the other man responded, tentatively at first but then he opened his mouth, allowing Valjean to deepen the kiss.
Suddenly Javert pulled away, his smile replaced with a slight frown.
"What is it?" Valjean asked, noticing for the first time that during the kiss Javert had moved from his chair and was now half standing awkwardly in front of him.
"I just...well..." Javert stuttered and sighed.
"Well? Just say it."
"I know that kissing will undoubtedly lead to other, more intimate things and I don't know if I'm ready for that, actually I don't know if I'll ever be ready for that," he admitted, the blush in his cheeks growing even redder.
In response Valjean let out an over dramatic sigh and pulled the other man down onto his lap. Javert let out a yelp as he did this and then turned to glare at him.
"We don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with, I'm quite happy for us to spend the rest of out lives kissing like this. It's wonderful, I've kissed other people but it's never felt like this before."
"Oh god, there's no need to go all soppy on me," Javert groaned, to which Valjean rewarded him with an elbow to the ribs.
After a few moments of silence Valjean tightened his arm around the other man and pulled him in closer. Once he was close he enough he kissed Javert's forehead lighly and chuckled as he blushed again.
They sat like that for what felt like hours, Valjean leaning forward to kiss every so often or running his fingers through Javert's long black hair. Eventually when both began to nod off, Valjean suggested that may be bed was a good idea.
Once in bed they usually kept to there on sides but tonight Valjean wrapped his arms around Javert and pulled the taller man close to his chest. They both fell asleep with a smile on their faces.
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The next morning Valjean couldn't help but grin as he untangled himself from Javert's rather long and tangled limbs.