i’m laughing okay this is a very good prompt
Javert frustratedly waters his petunias, muttering under his breath as he holds the bright yellow watering can in one hand, the other hand clenched into a fist. He mumbles something about ‘stupid bourgie white boys’ under his breath and snaps his head round abruptly when he hears laughter coming from behind him.
“Don’t you dare laugh at me, Grantaire,” he hisses at his son.
“Dad, how many times do I have to tell you?” the young man (Javert would probably still call him a boy even though he’s in his twenties now) responds, shaking his head, “It was an accident.”
“He ruined my favourite shirt!”
“That shirt was hideous anyway,” Grantaire retorts, “God, I can’t believe you actually own a galaxy print t-shirt.”
“Owned,” Javert corrects him bitterly, narrowing his eyes, “It’s covered in chocolate sauce now, thanks to your idiot boyfriend.”
“He’s not an idiot, Dad.”
“He threw his chocolate cake at me!”
“Because you were insulting his ideas!”
“That’s what you do every time you’re with him!”
“That’s different, I’m fucking him!”
Javert blinks. Grantaire blushes. The former rubs his temples and lets out a long sigh.
“Please, Grantaire, just let me go back to my gardening,” he begs.
His son nods and awkwardly shuffles away.