javrts:

jean valjean, his iron bar in hand, walked slowly towards the bed of fantine. on reaching it, he turned and said to javert in a voice that could scarecly be heard ‘i advise you not to disturb me now.’ nothing is more certain than that javert trembled.

javert is completely aware that valjean could beat the god fearing shit out of him and i am so fucking here for that. 

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