when he goes to open the coffee shop door, his sleeve slides down his arm - revealing the words wrapped around his wrist. they are still messy, still crude, still the exact same as they have always been - yet they cause him to grin.
said grin is immediately chased from his face as he enters the coffee shop to over hear arguing.
john, never being one for confrontation, simply joins the end of the queue - attempting to ignore the fight happening between a barista with dark hair, and a customer with what appeared to be an afro and a magenta jacket.
the customer is complaining, john can glean that much. and the barista is silent - up until the point where he slams his hands on the counter before him and whispers "you pretentious cunt nugget" as quietly as possible.
john's heart seemed to stop, in that moment, hand raised as if in attempt to silence the battle happening before him. "look, sorry to interrupt, but," he point at the barista, of whom is grinning from ear to ear, "those were my words."
(and yes, the barista abandons his station to introduce himself as alexander hamilton. and yes, hamilton is beaming as all of this happens. and yes, alexander beams in exactly the same way when the two men exchange their vows. just in case you were wondering.)
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You pretentious cunt nugget
Fanfictionthey were crude words - but john was sure that upon hearing his soulmate speak them, they would become beautiful. (aka the soulmate lams/hamilton au nobody asked for)
