Jamilton

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Alex POV

"I hate you."

"Yeah short stuff? I hate you more." 

I despise Jefferson. Every bone in my 5'7 is 82% filled with hatred for the other man. The other 18% well.. I don't know how it feels. I-it's kind of like how I felt for John. That is, until I received the letter. But this feeling, well it's more  how do you say? Intense.

But. Men don't like men. It's wrong. Isn't it?

As I was mentally beating myself up, a look made it's way onto his face.

"What do you want. Jeff-er-son." I say putting pauses in him name.

"That depends." He said, taking a breath. "Either you go with me, to the bar, and get a drink. Or, I leave, and we keep fighting." Did my enemy, just ask me out?

"a-as in a date?" I stutter, a deep red creeping up my cheeks

"If that's how you phrase it. Then yes." He responded.

"And how do I know that you aren't doing this for blackmail, or you could put poison into my drink, or you cou-" I get cut off by Jefferson putting his face on mine. When he finally moved away all I could say was,

"Wowza" 

"so, what's your decision?"

"Let me get my coat."

Jefferson POV

"Let me get my coat."

I've finally done it. I have loved Alexander since he awkwardly introduced himself, when I got back from Paris. I never met any of the insults that I threw at him, I only did that so that he had ambition.

"Ready." 

We walk out the front door, with people giving us weird stares. The bar is only a street away, but It's really sketchy.

"Should we go to the one on sam adams street" (IDK) I ask the shorter man

"Oh uh no, it's pretty far away." He says as he leads us into the bar. We have some drinks, but talk most of the time. Turn's out Hamilton is a pretty cool person, well except for his backwards political views. 

"Hey Alex?" I ask. "Well I uh. I want to bug you for every single day of the foreseeable future." I say slightly embarrassed. 

"I that you suck less then other people." He respond happily. 

We spend the rest of the day, walking around and looking at stuff. I eventually stop, meaning to look at a beautiful velvet suit, but Alexander steps into the way. I fall into his eyes, completely forgetting the world. that is, until he stands up taller, on his toes, and kisses me.

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Holy moly 198 reads that is pretty cool. Ik that this isn't lams but I didn't have any ideas for a lams one shot so I wrote this in exactly 39 minuets and 13 seconds.

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