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i wanted this to be done by christmas and it’s clearly not but i’m posting it anyway.

feat. flirty ooc enjolras and combeferre’s protestant mom

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“I think that if Our Lord consented to be born in a dark and gloomy stable, you might consent to spend a few hours with him tonight.” Madame Combeferre readjusted her earrings and stepped back from the hall mirror to admire the effect. “Not that I think that Christ abides exclusively in Saint-Merri, mind you, only that it is easier to think of sacred things when one is surrounded by organs and incense and such. I for one, would much prefer a service in Temple Sainte-Marie, but I know my children do not share my beliefs, and I must find whatever value I can in the popish rite. Michel, dear, fix your cravat.”

Enjolras, lost in a daydream, nodded and turned to Combeferre expectantly. Combeferre, one arm in his overcoat and one out, sighed and began untying and retying Enjolras’s cravat.

“We are happy to accompany you to Midnight Mass,” said Combeferre. “It is really no inconvenience.”
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