Hamilton One-Shots (Character x Character)

*Jamilams: Self Harm*

Modern AU

HEAVY TRIGGER WARNING!!!

Alex's POV

I'm walking down the street in a light sweater, the cold air hitting me through the thin cloth. I don't mind, I just need to be home. I walk into my Apartment Complex and make my way up the steps to the third floor, opening my door after fumbling with my keys. Rushing inside, I glance at my room mate, John. I give him a wide smile, "Hey John!" I lock the door back as he responds, "Hey, Lex. What's up with you?" I shake my head, "Nothing really. Just felt like coming home a bit early, I stayed up late last night." He chuckles and nods, letting me off to my room. As soon as I close my door, I slide down it, letting out a long exasperated sigh. "Fuck life," I giggle to myself weakly, trying to calm down from the bad day I had. I run my hand through my hair, falling onto the floor my head barely missing the door. I stare up at my ceiling, little glow in the dark turtle stickers are along the surface. I smile, thinking of when John, Thomas, and I put them up... 

...I hear the door open and then a familiar southern voice, "Hey John, where's Alexander?" "Oh, he's in the kitchen, we were just about to put his room together. Would you like to help?" I hear no responses after that, just hearing footsteps replacing the conversation. I watch as they walk into the room I'm in, flashing a smile in their direction, "Hey, Thomas. What brings you along?" He shrugs, "Jus' wanted to help my boyfrien' settle into his new apartment, o' course." I chuckle and nod, sipping coffee from the mug I'm holding. Placing it down on the table, I stand up, "Let's get to business then!" 

After we get my furniture organized John suggests something, "We should put something on your walls or ceiling or something!" I hum in response and Thomas speaks up, "Thas a great idea, what do you have in min', Laurens?" He shakes his head and walks out, waving a hand, "Not to fret, guys! I have just the thing!" I snort as he walks out, watching as he goes to grab 'the perfect thing'. I look to Thomas, seeing his smile as wide as ever. He pulls me in by my waist, "I never knew how fun your frien's were, Hamilton. You shoulda' filled me in." Rolling my eyes, I respond, "Yeah sure, and you would've come and hung out with them?" "O' course I woulda!" I start to laugh but he pulls me into a kiss, shutting me up. I smile into it, wrapping my arms around his neck. We kiss until John comes back in, holding a small pack of what looks like stickers. 

"What are those?" I look at the green-ish stickers in his hand. "Glow in the dark sticker thingies! Their turtles, too!" Smiling, I take them into my hands, "They are perfect, John. Thank you." He smiles and nods, leaving once again to go grab something else. Thomas hugs me from behind, leaving light pecks on my cheek. I blush and wait for John. When John does come back, he does so with three chairs in tow. "Now we can all put them up!" I nod and smile wider, enjoying my time with them both.

I place the final sticker, sighing and getting off of my tip-toes. "And we're finished!" I get down from the chair and feel two pairs of arms wrap around me. "It's so pretty!" John comments. Thomas hums, "I have to agree wit ya, Laurens. But not as beautiful as our dear Alexander." John looks from Thomas to me and shakes his head, "You're right."...

I shake off the memory as it's interrupted by my phone buzzing in my hand, a light chuckle leaving my now curved lips. I look down at my screen and see it's from Thomas. I click on the notification and as I read it, I get confused. It reads: 'Alexander, we need to talk.' He almost never adds final punctuation to his texts, that's odd. I type back, 'Yeah, what's up?' I click send. After thirty seconds or so I see his typing bubbles pop up. They continue for about a minute then disappear, then start again, disappearing twenty seconds later. I hum in confusion, "what is he typing-?"