After an awkward breakup with a good friend, John feels like he's hitting things off with the Scottish transfer student. But with misunderstandings and a tricky college situation...will they be able to last?
Hello Everyone! Welcome to the official start of the story. Looking at the revamp of the story, I see that the beginning was confusing. But despite what the beginning may suggest, this is a llams story, the John x Lafayette part is more for context than anything. so without further a due, have fun reading <3
It was the third week of school and I had just sat down at the seat I always sit in for history. I flip through my sketchbook to the page I was working on. It's a drawing of flowering vines wrapping around an old tree branch, with a little green hummingbird. I'm very proud of it so far. I put most of my attention to the drawing instead of my teacher, she's boring anyway. instead, I think about the colors I should use. Maybe blue for the flowers...no...pink, maybe yellow, yes that's it! yellow. I'm only half listing to the teacher at this point. (the picture is at the bottom of the story)
"we will be having a new student join us today!" He announced happily. I snap my head up when I heard someone else walking into the classroom. The person walking in was a tall, dark-skinned boy wearing ripped skinny jeans and a denim jacket over a gray shirt. he had curly brown hair pulled into a fluffy bun. I can't help but notice that he's fairly attractive, "Class meat Lafayette, he is our new student. he has just transferred here from...." He trails off signaling to Lafayette,
"I'm from France," Lafayette continues. Lafayette looks over at Thomas Jefferson and gives a friendly smile and wave, Thomas Jefferson was a kid in my class who went to France every summer. The two looked a lot alike, but Lafayette had a certain charm that Thomas seemed to lack. I'm guessing it's a positive deminer that made the difference.
"Aren't you cousins with Thomas over here?" the teacher asked. The new student nodded. There was one seat in between me and Thomas, Thomas wasn't necessarily mean, but he just kind of ignored me. Along with anybody else that wasn't James Madison, who was out sick today. "Well feel free to take a seat," The teacher said. Lafayette came and sat at the seat between me and Jefferson. he looks over to me and greets me kindly,
"Hello, I'm John, John Laurens,"
"bonjour John, I'm Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de LaFayette," my eyes widened at how many names he had. He chuckles a bit, "yeah I know it's pretty long,"
I start to say something but am cut off
"Did you draw that? that's beautiful John," he says looking at my sketch with a look of admiration in his eyes.
"I mean...it isn't that good, but thank you," I reply, I was taken aback by the compliment. we awkwardly look up and let our eyes meet for a few seconds. before Lafayette looks away with a slight blush.
"bien que le dessin ne puisse pas se comparer à la beauté de tes yeux..." he muttered, looking back into my eyes. I had no clue what he said, but it sounded rather beautiful. but I guess that's just the language.
"Damn Laff, I know you're a fruit cup, but you just met him for christ's sake," Thomas says through laughs. this makes his cousin's face redden more. Laff playfully shoves him to the side.
"Quel? Do you call me a fruit cup? just look at your outfit mon amie," Laff teased. he did have a point. Thomas was wearing a light magenta button-down with the top two buttons undone. paired with a pair of black leather pants. and topped off with a purple scarf and large sunglasses, most likely to hide his weed reddened eyes. all and all, very fruity. I find myself smiling at their antics. I really like this Lafayette, I can see us becoming friends.
==2 week time jump==
I'm on my way to Laff's dorm room, he shares one with my friend Hercules so we've been hanging out there. I and Laff have become pretty close in the two weeks we've known each other. and he really is so cool. he's funny and always lights up a room. not to mention how, after getting past the language barrier, he is very smart. he's acing all his classes so far. and to top it all off he's very handsome, tall with a dark and slender frame. very nice eyes that match his sweet smile, and a charming deminer that tops everything....so yeah...I guess you could say I'm into him.
I get to the dorm to see that Laff and Herc already set up the switch to play Mariokart. i say my hellos and go to take my coat off before I'm stopped,
"Here mon Amie, let me get this for you," Laff says. He delicately drops my coat from my shoulders. slowly, as if he wanted the process to last longer. His hands rest on either side of me, just below my shoulders. I'm suddenly very aware of how close we are. the short narrow hallway doesn't allow much space...but a fair amount of privacy from Herc. my eyes slowly move from his down to his lips. they look so soft. so...kissable. I look back up to his eyes only to see that he is down to my lips too. well...here goes nothing.
I slowly put my hands onto his chest. his dropped to my waist. I slowly pushed him to the confined hallway's wall. His eyes almost rapidly went from my eyes to my lips and back. using the confidence he gives me, I got onto my tip-toes and slowly brought our lips together. He responded almost impatiently by gently pulling me in more by my waist. deepening the kiss. I was right about those lips being soft.
"Hey, are you two ready ye-....WOAH!" we turn to see a shocked Hercules looking straight at us. "Put some space between, you guys!" he said as he pushed us apart. we all had a good laugh about that as we played our games. That kiss, along with some flirty banter throughout the night, is how I started things with my french friend Lafayette. we started walking together to class and visiting each other almost every night. he even took me to his family's summer home for spring break. it was all going amazingly. My days were sweet and life was going well. I even started a job at the café. so yeah, all and all, a very nice 2 months.
Boy how that all was going to change.
this is what john was drawing in class.
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I hope you liked the chapter, it's shorter than it'll usually be, I promise the next one will be longer, and start to focus on the main ship (llams)
