Hamilton Drabbles

Don't Cry

"Oh... Don't cry..." Laurens pleaded as he cupped Alexander's face, wiping tears away with his thumbs. Alex met his eyes, "B-but you guys are all l-leaving me..." he trailed off. John shook his head, holding him closer. "No, no we could never do that." Hamilton sniffled, "B-but Hercules is going home, a-and Lafayette is going b-back to France, a-and y-you're-" Laurens cut him off right there.

"Going to always be with you. Honestly Alex, if you think you're going to get rid of us that easily, you must not be as smart as you claim to be," he teased. Hamilton pushed himself away from his chest to look at him. "Excuse me?" he asked with a smirk. "First you tell me your leaving and next you insult my intelligence. Unbelievable..." He couldn't hide the grin on his face, so he turned around, back facing John. He chuckled knowingly and walked over to him, wrapping his arms around his shoulders and placing his chin in the crook of Alexander's neck.

He nuzzled his face against the thin skin, eliciting sweet sounding giggles. Hamilton scrunched his face up adorably while he laughed and tried to protect the sensitive area. John even went as far as to blow a few raspberries into the stretch of skin, causing Hamilton to shriek.

Laurens stopped the playful torture and turned him around to face him. He placed his forehead against his own, and they stared into each other's eyes for quite some time.