Soulmate AU's (Hamilton)

Nope (jeffmads)

Jefferson had had enough of Hamilton's bullshit for one day. He marched down the hall, stomping his feet, fuming. As he stepped out side to find the tiny asshole, his hair whipped around rather ungracfully. He spit the dark curly strands that had flown into his mouth, walking over to the small tree Hamilton and his friend group were sitting. He was going to teach that fucker a lesson.

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Thomas had just walked into the building, his favorite human, James Madison, by his side. They were walking to their lockers,  James looking around the hallway, leading Thomas as he played a game on his phone. Thomas had switched to social media, and was scrolling threw his twitter, when he came across the photo. He gritted his teeth, and Madison looked at him. "Thomas, what's wrong?" He asked. There was only one thing ever that made Thomas's face contort into this much rage. 

Thomas didn't say anything, he only showed Madison the picture. It was a simple picture, really. Recently token, too you could tell. It was of Alexander Hamilton having lunch at the same place Thomas took Madison last week, with John Laurens. The picture looked the exact same as the one Thomas had sent to Aaron Burr a week before on Snap Chat. Alexander was obviously holding the phone, since only the portion of his face from the nose up was seen. John had half a sandwich sticking out of his mouth, laughing alarmadly behind the food as Alexander surprised him with the photo. 

Jefferson had been tagged in the photo, but he had no idea why. Madison looked back up at Thomas as he looked at the comments. 'Better date than TJeffs' was the first comment to catch his eye. Apparently, Lafayette had tagged him after Hamilton had a small dispute with the Frenchman. He continued to read the messages, screenshots Lafayette had private messaged him too just in case Thomas didn't look. 

Frenchiest_Fry to A.Hamm: didn't Jefferson post something similar to this a week ago, mon ami?

A.Hamm to Frenchiest_Fry: yeah, so? 

Frenchiest_Fry to A.Hamm: don't you think he is going to be a little upset with the same photo of you and our beloved John?

A.Hamm to Frenchiest_Fry: hah! Let him. Our date was better than TJeffs anyway. That sour ass fucker... I don't know why or how Madison can stand his macaroni fetish ass. 

Frenchiest_Fry to A.Hamm: @  What'd_I_Miss

"Why that little..." Thomas snarled. Madison placed his hand over Thomas's phone. "Thomas... its okay. So they had a similar date to ours, what's the big deal?" He asked. Jefferson looked at James, and put his phone away. "Jimmy he's obviously jealous, and trying to one up us. That cannot stand. He needs to take it down, and I'm-"

"Going to do nothing, Thomas. Let those two have their dates, and we'll have ours. If they're jealous, let em be. That's not a reason for you to go out of your way to make him delete that post. He can't one up us, he's not us. He's not you. So relax. Let's just spend the day like you never even saw the picture." James smiled at Thomas softly, and Thomas slowly nodded. He guessed James was right. Hamilton could be jealous, it only gave Thomas the upper hand. This made him feel slightly better. But he was still going to make sure Alexander deleted that damn photo. 

James and Thomas made their way to their first period, and sat down in their usual seats by the window. Alexander followed in a few minutes later, with Lafayette laughing at his side. Thomas gritted his teeth, and James carefully set his hand on his, turned fully around in his desk. "Thomas, relax." James smiled slightly, trying to make Thomas focus on something else. Thomas looked at James, and his hands immediately unclenched. He nodded, and sighed, smiling back.