there will be light by unicornesque
The rain is in his eyes, so at first she is silver-stained and wraith-like, and he thinks he’s seeing a ghost. She turns to run, but he grabs hold of her arm and pulls her beneath the awning of a nearby tavern. Her skin is cold and wet, solid to the touch. He can only stare at her in disbelief.
“You’re alive,” he says dumbly.
“Let go of me,” she hisses. “Monsieur, please, I can’t be seen with you! The gendarmerie is on the hunt, they’re out for your blood.”"They were a strange couple, the boy and girl who moved in next door." Enjolras and Éponine make it through the revolution, and now they have to live with the consequences and each other. She wonders how he survived the war, while he wonders how to survive her cooking. He's angry because his destiny's been changed, and she's angry because he doesn't know how to be anymore.