Washington gives off dad vibes (slow updates)

Hamilson

TW: panic attacks? ( I'm bad a writing them so I think you would be ok but just in case)
Summary: Hamilton is scared of storms cliche
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Washingdad pov (cause I don't know how to write panic attacks)

This war is exhausting. The congress hasn't sent supplies so we are really struggling. I heard rumors of a storm later and I now have to go check all the equipment.

" son will you write a letter or two to congress?" I ask while I stand to leave the tent.

" yes, sir, but don't call me- " He starts but I ignore him. I have always seen him as son, since I can't have children of my own, Hamilton is the closest thing I have to a son. I make my rounds and run into Lafayette, my other unofficial son.

" oh, hello mon general, how is it going?" He says in his thick French accent.

" things are well, but I heard there will be storm soon."

" oh that's not good." He says concerned. As if on cue there was a clap of thunder.

" we should take cover, good day Lafayette" and with that I start the walk back to my tent.

By the time I get back to my tent it's already pouring. The storms worst the I predicted. When I walk in, Hamilton is nowhere to be seen, and or so I thought. I hear a whimper coming from under his desk.

" Hamilton?" I ask. No answer. " son is that you?" I ask worried. What happened to him? Does it have to do with the storm?

" no, no, make it stop, please." Alex begged, to no one in particular. I finally come around his desk to see exactly what I was expecting. Hamilton curled up into a ball, rocking back and forth.

" oh Alex..." I crouch in from of him and reach out to comfort him. But he flinches.

" no no! I'll be good, I'll be good, I promise!" He begged. I still didn't know what was happening. It was on there tip of my brain I just can't remember-

I reach over to a nearby filing cabinet (those existed back then, right?) and pull out a folder. Hamiltons folder. I skim over it. He was abused and abandoned by his father at the age of ten and his mom died of yellow fever when he was twelve. He came to America after a hurricane destroyed his town. He apparently lost his brother in that hurricane.

I can practically feel my heart shattering. Poor Alex. There was another clap of thunder and Alex jumped.

" James stay close- James James no!" He moaned in panic.

"Alex, listen, your safe ok, it's not a hurricane, it's just a storm-"

"So many bodies. So many, I-I no, no please." Hamilton sobbed. I hesitantly moved closer to him. I gently pulled him into my embrace and this time he allowed it. " so much water, so much death." He choked on his own sobs. I held him close and rocked with him. There was more thunder and Alex jumped even closer to me. " make it stop, make it stop, I don't want to remember"

my heart ached for this young soldier. He had been through so much, and the fact that his own father had abused him made my blood boil. But I needed to stay calm. " Alex, ssshhhhh it's ok it's ok, I got you, your safe now." I leaned back on his desk. The rain sounded softer out there. Alex seemed to be calming down. I lifted him up and went to lay him down on the couch, but he wouldn't let go of me. I smiled and shifted around so we were both laying down.

"S-sir?" It was the first time he had addressed me since the storm started.

"Yes son?"

"Please don't leave me." He wasn't awake, but he wasn't quite asleep either.

" I won't, I will stay right here."

" promise?"

"Promise."

Bonus

Lafayettes pov

" hey John have you seen Washington?" I ask my friend Lauren's as he walks by. The storm had up 15 minutes ago I would have thought he would be doing his rounds already but I haven't seen him.

" no, and Alex isn't around either." He said slightly concerned. " do you think their in his tent?" He asks.

" possibly, let's go check mon ami." We both head over to Washingtons tent. When we walk in it's a sight I never thought I would see.

Hamilton was curled up on Washingtons chest and mon general was holding him protectively.

" no way. How did that happen?" He said motioning towards the couch.

" I don't know mon ami but we should let them sleep. Heavens know how Hamilton will react when he wakes up."

With that we make our leave we find Hercules and tell him what we saw, we all giggled and laughed at the thought of Washington holding Alex like a dad comforting his child.

And like we predicted, Hamilton had a heart attack upon waking up.

An: ok soooooo whacha think? Please leave requests. I will post a Lafayette one in about a week. You are free to use this chapter as inspiration or even copy it into your own book but try to give me credit, ok?