She was dramatic. He was dynamic. She was precise. He was impulsive. He was James, and she was Lily, and one day they shared a kiss, but before that they shared many arguments, for he was cocky, and she was sweet, and matters of the heart require time.

Enjolras is haunted by nightmares, Grantaire is, well, Grantaire, Courfeyrac can't shake an odd sense of guilt, Jehan's writing weird poetry and Eponine just wants everyone to stop being idiots and kiss already.

Enjolras had always wanted kids. Grantaire was indifferent. They would occasionally argue about the topic, but a decision was made for them one February night when Éponine, face streaked with tears, burst into their house and proclaimed that she was pregnant. Cue domestic fluff, smut, violence, and all that other fun shit you people love.

They were ready to die, but Paris wasn't ready to let them all go. Grantaire drags a grievously wounded Enjolras from the barricade and struggles to keep him alive as Enjolras slides between the living and the dead.

AU. if a certain person doesn't hear a prophecy, does it still come true?