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aarontveit That thing where you wear grey sweats and a grey sweater to lunch so you take a grey picture! One of the best people, and an even better friend. Miss you V! Glad you’re killing it in NOLA #gracelandtv #charlieandmike

Chapter 17: All I Ask

Chicago holds a lot of happiness.


Aaron stepped out into the humid Chicago air, scanning O’Hare’s busy arrival area looking for Evie’s car.

“Hey, handsome!” he heard to his left. He looked over and sitting in a silver Honda CR-V was Evie, windows down, a blue sundress accenting her eyes. He walked over and she got out to open the trunk and kiss him. He picked her up and swung her around, then put his suitcase in the back. They beamed at each other and climbed in the car together. Evie pulled out, and Aaron enjoyed watching her navigate the hectic Chicago traffic.

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Interviewer: Grantaire is a fan-favorite character (and admittedly, he is my favorite) and the extent of his relationship with Enjolras has always been ambiguous. Do you think there was more than friendship between the two of them? How did you approach their relationship during filming? George Blagden: Well, having read the book, there is obviously a lot of subtextual content about the dynamic between Enjolras and Grantaire. I agree, I think it is one of the more interesting character dynamics of the piece, but unfortunately we didn’t get to talk about it all that much. I think Aaron and Eddie wanted to have a lot of “bromance” between Marius and Enjolras, so I think they both put a lot of focus into each other’s characters. I remember thinking of talking to Aaron about the subject as we started filming, and as I was about to talk to him he was interrupted by someone else, and then suddenly I understood. That was the perfect example of what the dynamic between us should be. And I realised that actually NOT talking to Aaron about it at all was the perfect way to create that subtextual thing between Grantaire and Enjolras. And actually, I didn’t talk to anyone about it. Not even Tom. I just kept it a secret and thought that if people can read into it, great, and if people don’t notice it, that’s also fine because it’s not the main focus of the student plot. I still don’t know to this day if Aaron even knows about the whole E/R relationship, but it doesn’t matter, because I don’t think Enjolras should.

Chapter 18: All I Ask

Saying goodbye is harder every time. Where do they go from here?


Is there anyone out there?

Evie looked around. She and George were definitely followed, but she wasn’t sure how else he planned to leave the venue. About fifteen hopeful fans were near the stage door, trying to be inconspicuous.

A few. But you won’t get mobbed or anything.

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Sorry about the amount of grease live I reblog. My current obsession is Aaron Tveit. So let me share his beautiful face with the world.

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Chapter 8: All I Ask

An intense conversation and a quiet afternoon surprise.


“Okay,” Evie said after several beats, “go to your meeting, and I’ll meet you at the library afterwards.” She took his hand, still reeling a little from the kiss.

“Okay. What are you going to do?” he asked her. Evie shrugged.

“I’ll see what George is up to,” she said. Aaron started to say something and hesitated. “What?”

“I don’t know, I feel like…this is so stupid…but if we part right now…” he looked away.

“The spell will be broken and this will all go away?” she concluded rightly.

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Chapter 19: All I Ask

Maybe they should move on from here. Maybe that was all the time they got.


Aaron stepped into his apartment, devoid again of Evie’s presence. He wished he’d said it. He wasn’t sure what to do at this point, and his life was about to get hectic again. Running his hands through his hair, he went out to the balcony, looking over his city, watching a plane fly over. Maybe it was hers. He closed his eyes, willing her to feel his heart.

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