These are boyfriend scenerios with the Hamilsquad. This will mostly be historically accurate accept John does not die!!! Yeah!!!
I will do requests but they MUST be historical and APPROPRIATE!!!!
No smut or lemons
Warning: Some cursing...
Y/N worked in the library. While I was organizing some books, he wasn't paying attention (he was reading) and ran into me. I fell on the ground.
"I am so sorry!" he said. He extended his hand to help me up.
"No, no. It's oka..." I stopped when I saw him. He noticed I was staring.
"So... like what you see?" he teased as he helped me up.
I blushed, "Maybeeee...."
"My name is Alexander Hamilton. I hope to see you around, miss..."
"Y/N L/N."
"Well, Miss Y/N, I'll see you soon," he said walking out the door.
I mentally screamed, 'Oh my gosh!!!'
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John Laurens
1780, A Winter's Ball...
I walked into the ball room. My family was close to the Schylers and knew them well. As I walked down the ballroom stairs I saw a cute man with freckles. I looked down and blushed. I continued to dance the whole night. About halfway through the ball I spied my friend, Elizabeth Schyler, dancing with a man. She had a dreamy look in her eyes. As the music stopped and the band took a short break, Eliza called me over.
"Y/N, this is Mr. Alexander Hamilton. Alexander meet my friend, Y/N L/N," Eliza said when I had walked over.
Alexander gave me a respectful kiss on the hand, "It's nice to meet you, Y/N."
"Nice to meet you," I responded.
Just then the same man I had seen from earlier came up, "Hey Alex. Oh, hey Eliza."
"I didn't know you knew each other," Alex said to Eliza.
"I didn't know you knew each other," Eliza responded with a smile.
"Eliza and I know each other a little from childhood. Our fathers did buisness together," John explained. He then turned to me, "And who is this gorgeous looking lady in the amazing dress?"
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Eliza smirked, "John, this is my friend, Y/N."
"Y/N L/N, it's a pleasure to meet you," I said with a curtsy. (Reference, anyone?)
"Well, may I have this dance?" John asked, kissing my hand.
"You may," I said with a blush.
We made our way to the dance floor just as the music began. To my horror and delight, it was a slow song. John pulled me close and we began dancing. I blushed when I noticed John pulled me a little closer than was normal.
