John loved Alex. It's simply really, he always had, he never said a word because he was always taken. John first met Alex when they were in middle school, seventh grade, that was the only year Alex was single but it was also the year he still wasn't out and hated himself. How they met, Alex was the weird new kid who refused to speak English to anyone except for when he was answering a question for school, everyone knew he was smart, but he was distant and weird, freaked out if you as much as tapped his shoulder. John was only 13 and walking down the halls with his two friends Lafayette (who spoke broken English with a French accent) and Hercules Mulligan (who liked to sew) they were the outcasts the weirdos, why was John part of this group? John was an artist and he liked to draw turtles... a lot. When they were waking they saw that a few of the jocks had cornered the new kid, "well not gonna say anything?" One sneered kicking the smaller boy, "DEJAME SOLO TU CABRÓN!" The smaller spat in heavily accented Spanish, though the accent wasn't Spanish. "Sorry kid I don't speak gibberish." One sneered, another kicked the new kid saying "what? You want us to toss you into the lake out back? Well we'll happily oblige!" The smaller boy began desperately shaking his head and shouting a variety of things in French, Spanish and broken Russian, John got in between the jocks and the scared boy, and told them to f*ck off, when they refused to John proceeds to beat the living daylights out of them (with a bit of backup from Laf and Herc) the four we're inseparable ever since. Then Alexander started dating in eighth grade, they lasted the entire year and the summer then broke up when he hit Alex, things only got worse, Alex continued dating horrible people and each time Alex fell harder, taking a longer time to break it off, blaming himself, making excuses. Alex cheated a few times, but John could hardly blame him, Alex wanted to break up with them but they refused to let him threatening to hurt him themselves or others, each time Alex went to John. John was Alex's shoulder to cry on, all John wanted to do was tell Alex that he loved him, date him, treat as he deserves, give him the world, but always, always refrains from doing so. Alex was his world
Alex loves John. If you asked him he'd deny it, Alex thinks John would never settle for a filthy zorra, some brat who sleeps around, John deserves better. If you asked Alex to recount EXACTLY how he and John met, he'd tell the truth, but leave out some parts, such as the part where he mistaken John for one of God's angels who came to bring him to join his mother, John was gorgeous enough and kind enough and the light was hitting him just right and Alex was kicked in the head and had a concussion but that's beside the point. John was everything Alex wanted, of course John wouldn't love him back though. Eventually Alex met George King their senior year, King was seven years older than Alex and was polite, friendly, smart, and when Alex was in a bad place when they met, so naturally when King asked him out he said yes. Alex will do whatever King tells him, even dropped out of college when George told him too, Alex of course always loved John but he knew better, George loved him, and Alex loved George.
John hates George King, he sees how he treats Alexander, and it isn't the way Alex should be treated. King is manipulative, emotionally abusive, and overly possessive, John hates him. Of course as time passed Alex never broke up with King, instead, King proposed and Alex said yes. John pushed his emotions aside and ignored how much he loved Alexander and acted happy for him. Time continued to pass Alex was 33, had two kids one being thirteen and the other nine, no job and found himself and his children homeless alone when Alex reached his breaking point. George gambled, drank, smoked, all of it, and one misguided bet caused him to go bankrupt, he blamed Alex, Alex has enough so in the middle of the night he packed up his and the kids things and left. Alex did the only thing he could think of, he called John. As you can imagine John was a little more than surprised to get a call from a scared and crying Alexander Hamilton at 3:00am asking for a place to stay, John of course agreed. John was single at the time, living alone, finished college, became a doctor, one of the most eligible bachelors in New York City. John wasn't a child person but he couldn't help but fall for Alex's little spawn, thirteen year old Philip who reminded John of himself when he was his age and little Frances was just like Alex in pretty much every way a nine year old could. Three years later John confessed to Alex his feelings, Alex confessed that the feeling was mutual, their friends all practically screamed and praised any god that might exist complaining that it took them long enough. Philip gave John the shovel talk funnily enough, saying and I quote "I swear to sweet holy Satan of the underworld if you hurt him I'll see to it personally that you find out if there is a God real early."
Once George showed up trying to get Alex back, threatening to take custody of the kids if he didn't come back to him, John punched him. George didn't stop, Philip punched him. George still didn't get the message, Frances punched him. George STILL didn't get the message, finally Alex punched him. George finally gave up. Alex, Frances, Philip, and even John got a restraining order on him. Yay.
Many many many years later...
Alex and John were old, Philip and Frances had children of their own, the two of them could never be happier. "I love you John." Alex said matter of factly, "I love you too Alex." John replied, "thank you." "For what?" "For being my soulmate." "Thank you for being my soulmate too."
