The world did not change as he hoped it would, and neither did he die as he hoped he would in the end. Left with a promise he is not willing to break, and trying to help a young woman he is not sure what to do with, Enjolras must face a different tomorrow than the one in which he'd planned.

"Promise not to do anything stupid like start falling in love with me," she laughs, lolling her head to the side to rest her cheek on the cool hardwood. His eyes roam over the expanse of her exposed neck. "So don't go and get all attached, got it?" [Modern AU]

How does one move beyond death, destruction, and unrequited love? After the fall of the barricades in June 1832, Enjolras and Éponine find themselves having to answer that very question in a still revolutionary, chaotic world. E/É, AU, Show/Movie-based.

He reached to her, looking at her in awe, in amazement. Brushing her lips with the tips of his fingers, rosy red and delectable. Electricity ran through him, shaking down his spine. She shook too, gasping as his hand left her face, down her neck, her shoulder...