Well, I've gotten sucked into the world of Les Mis now, so that's fun

I was expecting to come out of this falling in love with one character, but guess what?

I'VE FALLEN FOR TWO OF THEM, with Enjolras as one (the other is Marius). Life's great. :)

Female reader, ANGST CLOSE TO THE END

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Living in 19th century France on the less privileged side of town was quite exciting if you asked me. You never knew what was going to happen around the corner (both literally and figuratively). Especially since there was this phenomenon that let you find your soulmate.

You see, this phenomenon made you see the world in black and white until you found your soulmate. And when you meet your soulmate, your world is turned from a plain black, white, and gray world into one full of colors. One of the first things to turn color is your soulmate's eyes. Those are the first things for you to see in color. Call me a cliché sap, but I find it romantic. I've also heard you would see streaks of color here and there if your soulmate was close.

I haven't quite found my soulmate yet, and I was slightly worried, but not exactly obsessed with finding them. They'd come in their own time. Besides, I was helping run a revolution, so who needs another distraction?

Although, as time went on and more and more people around me found their soulmates, I began to feel a bit lonely. Sure, it was great seeing so many people find happiness, especially during a time like this. It's not as much as before the revolution, but there were those few that found love still.

I sighed as I pushed myself off of the wall I was leaning on and made my way to the Café Musain; they had asked me to keep an eye out for suspicious things during their meeting which was starting shortly.

I ran the rest of my way there, arriving just as they were ushering the last few people in and shutting the doors behind them. I nodded an acknowledgement to the person at the door, and just as I was going to my post, I saw a streak of color blur past behind the door, but before I could say or do anything, the doors were shut and I huffed in annoyance. I'd have to find the source after the meeting.

Red.

I didn't know how the color name suddenly popped into my head, but it did, and I was slightly surprised. I wrapped my arms around myself as I leaned casually against the wall of my post, which just so happened to be at the window of where the meeting was.

Black.

There it was again! Another streak of color in my line of sight from the side of the window. I couldn't help but smile at my excitement. At the exact same moment, I heard a melodious voice sing out.

Red, I feel my soul on fire

I looked inside to see what was happening and saw Marius Pontmercy standing as he sang out to everyone assembled in the room.

Black, my world if she's not there.

As I scanned the room, I suddenly locked eyes with a man with a loosened black tie--the very same black I saw as I leaned against the Musain's wall--and it was as if my world had suddenly stopped. He stared back at me with just as much surprise, and if I'm not mistaken, a small smirk appeared on his face. Everything in sight began filling up with color, the dull black and white becoming vibrant shades of color. Even the black and white things became slightly more lively.

As suddenly as it happened, he looked away and joined in on singing. I stood still, shocked and still not believing I had found my soulmate as the singing continued in the Musain. And the fact that my soulmate was the leader himself, Enjolras. Enjolras, of all people!

Red, the color of desire.

I shook my thoughts from my head and focused on finding Enjolras's eyes in the crowd, instantly finding him arguing with Marius. He seemed so confident, not even affected by finding me in the slightest. 

Black, the color of despair.

I tried to imagine what his reaction would be when we finally would talk. Would be be ecstatic? Would he be charming? Would he be calm and collected? Probably a mix of all of those, plus more.

The rest of the night was a blur, passing by quickly. I tried to find a chance to say something to Enjolras, but he was too busy talking with everyone else. I shrugged it off and hopped down from my post, making my way back to my run down excuse of a home.

"Hey!" an urgent voice called behind me. "Wait!"

I turned around, and saw Enjolras running towards me like his life depended on it. I stopped and waited for him to catch up and catch his breath, moments of awkward silence passing between us as I waited for him.

When he had caught his breath again, he offered me another grin, this one filled with amusement and some excitement. "Where are you headed, Mademoiselle..." he hesitated, asking for my name.

"(Y/N)." I supplied. "I'm headed back to my home for the night. Or what you could call a sad excuse of one." I shrugged.

Enjolras offered me his arm. "Would you like to spend the night at my place instead?"

"I don't see why not." I replied with a grin of my own as I linked my arm through his. "Lead the way, Monsieur."

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Soldiers everywhere.

Blood everywhere.

Death everywhere.

I ran through the streets to the Café Musain, ragged breathing stinging my throat. I pushed my already tired legs harder; my friends needed me. Enjolras hadn't sent word or any form of anything to me, and I was getting worried. He should have been safe with everything by now. He should have taken care of the soldiers already.

But alas, dead soldiers and revolutionaries alike littered the streets. I ignored the stench and the sights, focusing on making my way to Enjolras and Les Amis.

My wish was fulfilled, but not as I had hoped.

Just as I arrived at the front of the Café Musain, a gunshot rang out and Enjolras fell out of the window, his body hanging halfway out, limp and void of life. A red flag was clutched in his hand. Tears immediately pricked my eyes, and I let out the most blood-curdling shriek I had ever heard from myself in my life. 

"NO! ENJOLRAS! NO! YOU CAN'T LEAVE ME!" I screamed at Enjolras. I shook my head as I ran towards the café's entrance, wiping away tears and trying to calm my sobbing, trying to run faster, trying to make my way to Enjolras as he lay dead. My world already seemed to be growing duller in color, the vibrant colors slowly slipping away and turning back into black and white. The last color that danced in my vision before turning back into a shade of gray was the first color that I saw when I first found my soulmate: red.

I never even made it inside the building, as a soldier poked his gun out from the window and another gunshot was heard. I felt a sharp pang of pain in my abdomen and gasped. I stood for a moment, an expression of shock on my face, before falling to the ground. My shocked expression transformed into one of a peaceful and calm smile as I lay dying on the cobblestone street, my blood pooling around me.

"I'll see you soon, my love." I whispered with the last of my strength as my vision began growing darker and darker. "I'm coming home to you."

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When I opened my eyes, I was standing just behind a large barricade of furniture stretching as far as the eye could see in both directions. I saw others I recognized standing at the top, others that had died while fighting bravely. What really was confusing was how the world was back in lively hues, reds and blues and blacks and browns and all sorts of colors.

"(Y/N)! Are you coming or not?" a familiar voice called down. 

My head whipped in the direction of the sound, and tears pricked my eyes as I saw who had spoken: Enjolras, my love.

I nodded and smiled through the tears, climbing up as fast as I could and wrapping my arms around him as soon as I could. I sobbed into his shoulder, holding him as tight as I dared, afraid of letting him go again. He held me back firmly but gently, whispering soothing words into my ear.

"Shhh, shhh, shhh." he soothed. "It's okay, (Y/N). I'm here now. It's okay." he repeated over and over again until I had calmed down considerably.

When I pulled away from the embrace, my hands moved from behind his neck to caress his face, as if I was afraid he was an illusion. 

"Am I dreaming?" I finally mustered out, my voice hoarse.

Enjolras chuckled as his hands cupped my face and his thumbs wiped my tears away. "No, I'm here. I'm really here, (Y/N)."

I stared at him for a moment longer before finally pulling him down for a kiss. Oh, how sweet it was to kiss him again.

When we pulled away, we were beaming. I turned to face the other side of the barricade, and Enjolras took the chance to press a kiss to the top of my head as the others began singing softly.

Do you hear the people sing?
Lost in the valley of the night
It is the music of a people
Who are climbing to the light

"I love you. So much." he whispered in my ear.

I leaned my head against his shoulder. "And I, you."

So.....that was terrible i'm sorry. but i had an idea yesterday and I really wanted to write it before the idea escaped me.

also, it probably seemed like the time skip between Enjolras and reader finding each other and Enjolras's death was a bit wonky, so i apologize for that as well.

To those of you who have a pending request, I have not forgotten it! It's just that the right inspiration for it hasn't hit me yet. I will write it and turn it out as soon as I can! Thank you so much for being patient with me!

I have spring break next week anyway, so I might have some extra time to write some more.

See you guys in the next imagine!