Hamilton | ONE SHOTS | fem reader | lots of Laf x Reader

Lafayette- curves and curbs

So, as y'all know, it's my first story and I've wanted some spicy Lafayette stuff and could not find. But, since I couldn't find it maybe you could. So here it is!

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Btw these are notes you need!

(Y/n) - you
(Y/L/N) - your last name
Beware: google translate! You can see the translation at the bottom of the sentence.
Without further ado, let the story begin!
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I was alone. Of course at my house, but still, I was alone.  I've never liked being alone, ever. Ever since I got a boyfriend, thing have been tossing and turning everywhere. I lost all my friends and family because I wanted this man. His name? Thomas Jefferson. He was so... Kind and loving, I fell way too hard. He said he was going to be home soon, that was 2 hours ago.

I called his work because he said he was at work. He isn't there. I checked my phone for text messages and sighed. "It's my only hope" I checked his location.

He was NOT at work. But merely at my friends house. Who just happened to be a woman. Maria Renoylds.

I knew she was known for something but just don't know what. I thought to my self; "I haven't seen her in a while, I'll visit. My boyfriend is already there. So why not?"

That was a mistake.

I showed up and went inside. Maria always looked after her house. I went upstairs to hear my boyfriends voice. It was coming from the bedroom... why would Thomas have to be in there? I opened the door to see my boyfriend naked on top of Maria. "WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!" Thomas was quick to respond "(Y/N) I can explain! It not what it looks l-" I cut him off. "NO, YOU DO NOT GET TO SPEAK! I WANT YOU OUT OF MY HOUSE BY TOMORROW, THOMAS!" He pulled the covers on him concealing himself. "But baby" "don't you DARE ever call me 'baby' again!" I say, in a demanding voice.

I left. I cried my little heart out. I couldn't cry, I  had to move on. So, I called up Alexander- Alexander Hamilton - my bestie since we moved here. I moved from France. He moved here from a tiny village.

——— ON THE PHONE ———
Alexander- "(Y/N) are you ok? You don't panic very often."
(Y/N) " Thomas cheated! That fuckwad jerk!"
Alexander "I'm having a get together on Saturday, maybe we could talk about it then. If you're up for it of course."
(Y/N) "ok.. I'll come."
———Saturday———
I'm driving there and see a very handsome man. I mumble to myself "il a l'air beau..."
(He looks handsome)

I arrive and see the man, he has the same French accent...
You notice him looking at you and you can't seem to not return it.

He makes his way over to you and says "bonjour mon chérie" it meant 'hello my darling' it seemed he didn't know I was French. So I put on my best American accent and saw what he would call me. "Hi! What's your name?" I said sounding Very American. "Marquis de Lafayette. Call me Lafayette mon amour"
(My love)

"Well hello there Lafayette." I said yet my accent was almost showing.
"What is yours, magnifique?"
(Gorgeous)
"(Y/N), (Y/N) (Y/L/N)." "Oh! Your last name is French belle." Belle meant beautiful... maybe I should all of a sudden speak just French to him. "I see. My mother had ties to France." 
"Oh! That's nice. Peut- être que ton corps est plus beau"
(Maybe your body is nicer)
WHAT? Wait, wait, wait, does he like me? Maybe i should beat him at his own game... flirt with him en francias. In French. I let go of the American accent and say this: "je ne sais pas, peut- être tein serait plus joli..."
(I don't know, maybe yours looks nicer...)   

———Lafayettes POV———
Wait, hold up, did mon chérie just... OH NO...
She knows what I've been saying... should I continue to flirt with her? You know what, the French don't back out of anything. I'll say that I think her clothes look nice but would look better on my bedroom floor. Ok, "j'aime tes vêtements, juste un conseil, ils seraient plus beaux sur le sol de ma chambre"

———(Y/N) POV———
I get über flustered and decide that maybe we could try being more then friends. "je veux tester cette théorie?"
(Wanna test that theory?)
He responds "oui" (yes)
Just after, Alexander yells; "Hey! (Y/N) and Laf! Stop speaking french! We can't understand youuu" I say "Alex, why would you need to understand us? Moi and mon amour are having a not Alex talk" 

"But I wanna see the chemistry AND hear!"
At that moment you noticed how close you and Lafayette are, but you don't even back away. You... like it? Alex yells yet again; "do you guys wanna play spin the bottle with 1 hour in heaven?"

I say "Alex, isn't 7 MINUTES of heaven?"
"Yeah but we wanna give the people time" I simply say "I'm in!"

The bottle spins and hits Lafayette first. You can't help but get jealous if it isn't you. The bottle spins, causing suspension with every spin it takes to land on... you.
You take Lafs hand and walk to the room. He puts a rose in a vase after smelling it. And turns to you to say:

"Mon chérie, would you like to test the theory now?" 

You knew you wanted to. You have since you met him. "Yes Mon amour" I lock the door. I kiss him first and it isn't long before you are grabbing each other with lust knowing you want more of each other.

When it (sadly) comes to an end you make sure you look presentable for the others. Alex already knows from the look on your face. But Eliza is unaware.

After a while you figured out that you were pregnant! And it's a girl, you named her márie. And you are happily married to Lafayette