je-suis-merde:

“I’m in love.” Courfeyrac rolled onto his back and draped his free arm over his eyes. “With the super hot, super brilliant, guy next door and I’m. Not. Allowed. To. Date. Him.”

or

Courfeyrac loses a bet, which means he’s not allowed to ask anyone out on a date for a month. And then he meets Combeferre.

@trenchcoatsandtimetravel‘s “The Guy Next Door

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infinite-mirrors:

a birthday present for my friend robinplume, who wanted this drunk doodle redone. 🙂

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