The day of revolution.
Here they were, the day of the revolution. And there he was, upon Jean coming into the barricades, there sat Javert; life literally on the ropes.
A spy they said, a spy maybe but that was the least of Jean's irritations.
They caught him.. They done something he had not and for a split second, he was jealous of Marius and the others. He after all, has been targeting Javert all these years and never once got to so little as grab the man and yet here he was, with a rope around his neck.
Javert should've been his prize, not theirs..
But at least the man was powerless this time. He had no means of escape and no were to run.
Thus, Jean prosauded them to let him take care of things, to get rid of the man.
Javert's life was in his hands. Vengeance was Jean's, but he did not want that. He wanted anything but to see the man dead.
Javert watched, stared at him with wondering eyes. Why was he still alive? Why was he here, standing in front, face to face with this man. Jean had every right to kill him. He didn't know why he wasn't yet bleeding from the throat with a flick of a knife or chest from gun fire.
"All this time, I've been seeing you from afar... And now, here you are." Jean started off, the pistol he now had pointed at Javert shaky in his hand.
"For so long you've been gone.. I don't have the slightest of clue of what I done to you, to chase you away.." His voice grew in pitch at the end slight. "With a man as brave as you, I never thought I'd see the day.."
Javert listened, teeth clenched even when he was granted his turn to speak. "That is where you've gone astray with who you are.. It was never you, no Jean Valjean never you.." The words made the weapon all the more shaky in Jean's trembling grip.
"It was me, scared of this, scared of what I'd become.." Javert looked down, feeling ashamed. "For you see, a man such as I never has been, never will be worthy of you.." He sighed softly. "Why can't you see, that it was not you but me? Why can't you see.."
Jean lowered his pistol knowing he had nothing to fear and no intent on killing this man.
"I thought it was me, I thought I done something wrong, something that kept you away for so very long.." Jean trailed, glancing down.
Javert locked his focus back on the man. He could never!
"For this, what I've done, I'm as cold as ice, my heart is numb.. For this, what I've done, I pay the price."
"You pay the price!? Ha, don't make me laugh!" Jean roared the words. "Can't you see, I'm the one who's withered and worry.. In the darkness alone it shows.. Just how much I'am torn."
The lyrical line only pushed Javert to feel as if he was more lower than the ground he stood on. "I never ment for this, never ment to cause you any harm.. That was not my intention, not my want.."
"Then why!?" Jean erupted with a shout, raising the gun again. Within his anger, he felt like pulling the trigger. It took all he had to hold back. "Why did you leave, why did you always deceive? I saw you everywhere.. Cosette, she never really believed, I don't think she much cared.." He trailed off, swallowing deeply. "You think it's only you who hurts, whose heart bleeds.. That is false.. For here I stand, in front of the only person, only man I have found worthy of my tears.. You're not the only one who hurts. I have suffered, I have bled, died slowly throughout these years."
Javert's eyes forwarded down in sadness as he frowned. "You must understand, I did what I thought was best.. I didn't wish to endanger you, a wanted man.." He reached out, caressing the man's cheek gently. "I have done so much, to the only one I truly see and adore.. I've done so much to harm you." He let his hand drop back to his side as his gaze went to the ground again. "The past, I didn't was to create what was before.." He trailed off, turning to where his back now faced Jean.
"Now here you stand, a gun replacing the knife once in hand.. Here you stand in front of me, the man who's done so much wrong.." He couldn't find it in him to even glance back at the younger.
"Yes, here you stand.. I can not comprehend, why? My life is in your hands and yet, after I've done so much, things that can never mend.. You still have not sought your revenge.." He finally turned back, eyes locked with Jean's. "After all the wrong I have done, I do not understand.. Why spare my life, why not kill the most sinful of man?"
Jean lowered his gun, completely, placing a his free hand on Javert's shoulder. "I can not kill the man I love."
With the words spoken, Jean caught sight of Javert's lips trembling to find the words to reply with.
"I love you Javert. That's why I've been trying to get to you. I'm dying without you." He took hold of the man's hand, placing it on his chest. "My heart, it beats for only you. No other would do."
The feel of Jean's hand over his was enough to get Javert's heart racing. He's been on pins and needles just to feel skin against skin once more.
"Every waking moment without you is torturous.. I want you by my side.. In my life.." Jean pushed on.
Javert glanced away. "This is not right by law, not right by God.."
Jean sighed, tightening his grip around the man's wrist. "With you, I want to right the wrong and wrong the right.. Let's define the law, let's define God together." The tears were coming, he could feel them but he fought them back.
Javert's gaze widened as he focused back on the man. "How can you say such a thing?"
"We've already damned ourselves! With that night I want so badly to recreate.. If we go to hell for such things then we're already there.. So why not have our heaven on earth while we're still here?"
It made plenty of sense.
"What if we are caught? There's unimaginable death for such people... I know, I've given it.." Javert, no matter how hard he tried, he could never forget his past. The things he had to do, they'd forever stay with him.
Jean frowned. "They'll never catch us.. It all can be kept hidden in public eyes.. Let's just start over.. With a new life. Me, you and Cosette.. We can run away, escape.. You leave the life of the law behind.."
The touch filled Javert's cold heart with warmth. The words gave him wild ideas that he's never known before.. He wanted to break apart from his life. Ever since he's had the pleasure of knowing Jean, he's wanted to go against all he stood for, but yet Javert still couldn't be sure. "The life of the law is all I have known.. It has always been my home.."
"Let me offer you a new home, let me show you a better life, where you'll no longer be lonely through the nights." Jean leaned in close, their faces nearly touching. "Let me show you love, let me show you care.. Let me be the one who's always there." He nuzzled against the others face, no longer able to deny his urge for contact.
Javert was won over that instant and found himself returning the sign of affection.
"I've longed for this, more than I have for anything." Jean softly spoke.
"I still don't understand, how you can love this unrighteous man, after all I have done.." Javert lowly sighed.
"That is all the past, that is a far distant memory. You think you have beaten me down but what you can't realize is that you're the only one that can save me.." Jean let his lips lightly run over Javert's.
Javert pulled away a few inches, staring him in his ever so beautiful eyes. "I have your forgiveness? Even after I told you to forget me? After I referred to you as not a human but a number.."
"You've always had my forgiveness.. And I could never forget you. That was a foolish thing to say." Jean gave a low chuckle. "Besides, do you not remember that day you freed me?" He asked, smiling.
"I don't well remember what I said.." Javert didn't have a clue what he was getting at. That's been so long ago, his memory wasn't as good as it once was with words.
"Your memory is betraying you.." Jean trailed off, rather amused. "Do not forget my name, do not forget me." He repeated clear as day. "Never could I forget you, my dear Javert."
For a split moment, nothing happened, just sweet silence of bliss. Then suddenly, Javert's hands were placed on each side of Jean's face and starved kisses were being given.
No more was said. The only thing Jean done was return them as the man's hands now traveled through his hair.
They didn't need words. They could feel what the other felt just being like this. Words were useless, words couldn't describe the message their hearts gave off to each other through those kisses.
Within this moment, thought of a near revolution was no more. Thought of oncoming gun fire, canon bombs and yells of commands were far off in another realm.
It was just them, the two of them. In peace and happiness.
Jean had his Javert. Nothing else mattered and both felt as if they were unreachable.
Javert was just about to force the man against the wall of one of the buildings. He wanted nothing more than to be skin against skin with Jean.. To ravage and watch as the man melted under his touches once again. Public or not, he wanted it. But then..
"Miser La Mayor!" Jean heard the shout come from none other than Marius and within a second, he jerked back in fear of getting caught.
"Yes, what is it?" He questioned in response, looking back at the entrance of the alley way. No one was there, but he couldn't chance it.
"Are you alright sir? You're taking an awfully long time." Marius replied.
Jean half glanced over at Javert, nearly smirking. This new found secrete of theirs made him feel like a young woman, sneaking out to see her first love for the first time.
"I assure you, I'am fine. Just having a little talk with the prisoner before he meets his death." Jean answered.
"Hurry and get back!" Marius yelled, dropping further contact.
"When can I see you again?" Jean questioned quickly, staring back at Javert.
"When this is all over... I'll find you." The lawman stated.
"You're not just saying that are you? The last time you said we'll m-" Another kiss and Jean was rendered silent.
"I promise you, this time it won't take years.. Just one more night." Javert answered once he pulled away.
What a promise to make. What if Jean didn't get through this alive? That was just one of the many worries weighing on his mind.
"I hold you to your word."
Javert gave simply a nod. "Until we mee-"
"Don't say that, please." Jean interrupted. He didn't long to hear those words again.
Javert granted him the wish, turning to leave.
The only thing that stopped him, was gun fire that hit the wood next to him. He turned, glaring back at Jean.
"Break your word again, I'll hunt you down and send you to your grave.." Jean trailed off attempting to put on the whole tough guy act, however a low chuckle escaped him seconds later. Who was he to kid? He'd never harm Javert, regardless of what was to happen between them.
The lawman gave a sigh of annoyance. What the hell was this man thinking? He surely thought he'd been shot!
And just for that little scare, he darted off without another word.
Jean gave a smirk too himself, turning on his heels too return to aid in the fight that would soon come.
Finally, he'd gotten to see a different side of Javert once more and even if he had to see it by cruel means, it was still enjoyable all the same.
"Everything go well?" Marius questioned, upon his return.
Jean had to force the girlish grin off of his face. "Yes. The traitor is no more." He responded, hiding all hint of excitement in his voice.
Now, he just wanted this seemingly silly revolution to end and he be rejoined with Javert in private.
He didn't have to be here, no. He knew this. He could've ran away with Javert but he was here to assist Marius, nothing more. He wanted to make sure the man his daughter fancied lived to see her another day.
It's the least he could do for his sweet angel.
D: I think I could've done better, lol. I'm losing my steam on this story though.
But, let me know what ya think so far.
Song was once again my creation..
Somethings might be off, because I don't remember this scene 100% perfectly, lol. Somethings I intended to be off though so, sorry about that if it seems I've strayed from the plot.