Shora: Hello! Thank you for all of the reviews! Note: if you could guess who the little girl was, I'll give you a Pocky! (A cream covered cookie for the unenlightened.)
Note: The character descriptions are biased on my school's version of Les Mis, where our Valjean was 6'9" with blonde hair and blue eyes, and our Javert was 5'5" with black hair and black eyes. So don't sue me or throw bricks. Yet.
Javert turned the doorknob slowly, praying that it wouldn't creek. His prayer was answered. He swung the door in gently, seeing as it was well past midnight, he didn't want to alert the man inside to his presence. He steeped into the room, trying out the wooden floor, not sure if it creaked. He glanced up on the bed, and stopped. Valjean lay there, surrounded by his halo of golden hair and moonlight from the window across from his bed. He was sleeping, sitting up. Javert knew that he waited up for him, judging by that fact that Valjean was sleeping at an odd angel. Javert smiled to himself, and walked over to Valjean touching his shoulder lightly, waking him a bit.
"Valjean, lay down. You'll hurt your back." Javert said, pushing Valjean down onto the bed, leaving over him a bit.
Valjean opened his eyes sleepily, and blinked a bit. "Javert? What on earth?"
"Shh..we'll talk in the morning Valjean." With that Javert walked to the other side of the room, stripped down to just his shirt, and climbed into his cot, and glanced over at the blonde man in the hospital bed, bathed in moonlight. With that image in his mind, Javert feel into a deep, restful sleep.
Javert groaned as the sunlight streamed onto his face, waking him from sleep. He heard a deep chuckle from across the room. Javert cracked open an eye and glanced at the bed, and saw Valjean sitting up, a cup of steaming something in his hands, and an open book on his lap.
"Valjean..What time is it?" Javert said as he groaned and sat up, cracking his neck and back.
"Around 2 in the afternoon. You slept all day practically. You needed it." Valjean said as he watched the lithe body underneath the shirt move and the muscles stretch and ripple.
Javert stood up, and pulled on his pants, a bit uncomfortable dressing in front of the other man. He normally got dressed when Valjean was asleep.
"Where did you go last night?" Valjean knew he could have added more to that sentence but he knew that would probably frighten the poor warden out of his mind.
Javert stopped, his vest unbuttoned, the last few buttons of his shirt open, exposing his lean chest. "I went for a walk, along the river."
Valjean, glanced down, tearing his gaze away from the smooth back underneath the plain white shirt before him. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you, Warden."
"Don't call me that." Javert said, his composure cracking.
"What?" Valjean said, confused.
"Jean, please, don't call me Warden. You can do that when we are back in Toulon, on the yard, but here, now, with just us, call me Javert..or…Dominic, if you wish to call me that." With the unveiling of his given name Javert turned around to face Valjean, chewing on his inner lip a bit.
"Allright then, Dominic. Where did you go last night?" Valjean asked again, studying Javert's jaw line for any sign of tension.
"I went for a walk along the river."
He moved and sat down on the chair beside Valjean slowly, as if testing the waters.
"That's all?" Valjean, said, honestly confused about Javert's actions.
"I met someone, a little girl. She told me to be happy, Valjean." Javert said, crossing his legs and putting one arm behind the chair.
"So..Are you happy Javert?" Valjean asked, letting his gaze ghost over Javert's frame and chest, seeing his shirt was unbuttoned a bit.
"Almost Valjean. There is one thing I have yet to be happy about." Javert said, turning his head to face Valjean almost coyly, running his eyes up and down the chronically underfed body.
Valjean squirmed under Javert's gaze. "And what is that Javert?"
Javert glanced up locking his black gaze with the blue of Valjean's, and took a deep breath, steadying himself. Here it goes. Javert leaned over the bed and the chair and kissed Valjean. The convicts lips were dry and a bit on the rough side, but they were warm. Really warm. Javert felt Valjean stiffen, and he pulled back, savoring the feeling on the other man on his lips, and locking his gaze with Valjean's, letting his inner feelings of desire, lust, adoration, nervousness, anxiety, and fear penetrate his gaze. Shock and confusion were on the other man's face. Javert seemed to shrink in on himself, moving back to his cot, throwing things haphazardly into his bag, so unusual from his almost compulsive folding. His eyes burned with tears as his stomach sank to the floor.
"You are almost healed. Just a few more days and you will be ready to travel. We will return to Toulon, and I will ask for a transfer to Paris." Javert head the bed behind him creek and a warm hand on his hip.
"Why did you kiss me?" Valjean's soft voice said, in almost a whisper. Javert jumped. He hadn't heard the man get up. Javert took a deep breath, and turned to face the man next to him, his cold façade gone.
"Why? 24601, I knew you to be a bit dense, but not like this." Javert said, his voice cracking, tears budding at the corners of his eyes.
"Javert, I may be convict, but I am not dense as to what happens in dark cells. I just never figured that it would reach a guard." Valjean said his voice gruff at first, then getting softer as he went on. "But I never knew that you could…would." He let his voice trail off as he chewed on his lip, still feeling Javert's cool lips pressed there.
"What Valjean?" Javert said, trying to make his tone sharp and failing, looking the other man in the eyes.
Valjean couldn't put what he thought about the warden into words, so he did what came next. He kissed the other man, pulling him close, wrapping his arms around the lithe wardens back. Javert's lips were cold. Not deathly cold, just cold enough to make Valjean shiver.
Javert just stood there in shock for a few nanoseconds, eyes open, before he realized what was going on. He was being kissed by a man. By 24601. By Jean Valjean. With that thought Javert wrapped his arms around the other man's neck, kissing him back.
Valjean deepened the kiss, running his tongue along the smaller man's lips, only to have Javert pull back, as if shocked.
"What is it Javert?" He asked, feeling the much smaller man in his arms begin to tremble.
"I… I've never…. done anything before." Javert whispered, frightened out of his wits, but elated beyond belief.
"It's allright Dominic, we don't have to do anything if you don't want to." Valjean whispered back, pressing a quick kiss to Javert's forehead, stroking his back lightly, feeling all of the muscles twitch underneath his touch.
The sudden use of his first name shocked Javert a bit, but reminded him that trusted this man enough to let him use his god given name. "That would be nice Valjean..sorry, Jean." Javert mentally kicked himself for running that moment.
Valjean chuckled quietly, and said aloud. "Why were we whispering?"
Javert looked up at him, confusion on his face. "Because we are in a public building, and the door wasn't locked. And what are you doing out of bed?"
"God…where…how." Javert couldn't even form a sentence.
"I take it you liked it." Valjean said, lying down on his side, fitting Javert, who felt like he had to bones his body, next to him, with the black hair nestled in his chest.
"That was…God…incredible." Javert said, kissing the branded chest next to his cheek, remembering how he put in that brand himself, and, instead of the pride he once felt, his was horrified at his marring of the bronze chest next to him. His lover seemed to sense his tension and kissed the top of his head. "It's all right Javert. It was before this, before us." He ran his hands up and down the pale back, marveling of the contrast between the sunned bronze of his hands, and the milky white of Javert's skin. Before he knew it, the much smaller man was asleep against his chest, Valjean following him soon after.
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