"Hey (Y/n!)" Oak called out from beside Daveed who turned around and grinned.
"Hey, babe!" Daveed calls out moving to slip his arm around her as she scooted close.
"Hey Oak! Hey Daveed," (Y/n) said brightly making sure not to crush the box of pastries. "I brought everyone pastries, like a few boxes, I put them in the green room, but figured I'd carry these around in case someone didn't get there in time."
"Oh no! Shoot Anthony, Thayne! Don't eat them all!" Oak cried out as he rushed off to find anything left.
(Y/n) let out a small laugh, "You know I really like this...it's way more fun being stuck inside. The city is so alive,"
Daveed smiled and leans down to press a small kiss to her lips, "Yeah, almost as though it never sleeps, but I'm glad you're settling in." he points out.
"Way more than settling in, but yes," (Y/n) murmurs softly as she moves to set the box down on his dressing room table and hop up on beside it to sit. "Plus I get to come back here and see you guys freak out over things, like Leslie being nearly late last night."
Daveed shook his head his hair bouncing as he did so and a laugh slipping through, "That's always us, Leslie rarely comes before five-minute call. I do not know how he does it."
"Well your hair takes a long time to get in that ponytail sir," (Y/n) teases, "It's so floofy to try and contain the floof is hard to do in a short amount of time,"
"True, very true, I still can't tell if you like it up or not,"
"I like it down more so, cause then it makes it easier to tug on," (Y/n) teases with a wink.
"Ew gross what did I just walk into? Why do you have to be all grossly flirty in our dressing room?" came Oaks voice which was partially stuffed with a bear claw treat.
"Hey, chill we aren't doing anything, and it's not my fault, we had a room, you left it, therefore you didn't have to come back," Daveed bites back in a fake angry tone.
Oak holds a hand up in surrender, "Alright alright, but then I guess I won't tell you we have to be in rehearsals in like three minutes to run through some of Act 2," he says turning to leave.
Daveed let out a groan and hid his face in (Y/n)'s neck, "If I hide here will they find me?"
Letting out a string of giggles (Y/n) wrapped her arms around him, "I wish so baby, but work calls, therefore you should go and do it, otherwise you'll have a lot of people mad at you,"
"Can't be that mad at me, but fine...you staying to watch?"
"I might squeeze in some more time, but I wanted to get back to writing my papers,"
"Please?" Daveed whined giving her the best puppy dog eyes he could muster up making her laugh.
"Okay okay! I'll stay a bit longer! But this means you bring home dinner tonight, as I'll be busy writing and forget about it!"
"Deal!"
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The President's Daughter (Daveed Diggs x Reader)
FanfictionA fancy event was being held at the White House, the Hamilton musical was coming and it was all that a few people living there were talking about. Including (Y/n) the president Lawrence Stevens's daughter. She was attending Georgetown University so...
