Cliché Hamilton Imagines

#80 Oak~Love is Blind

You remembered what it was like to see. You remembered color and shapes and everything else. But memories were all you had. You lost all vision by your eighth birthday. Sure, it was tough at first, but you eventually grew used to it. Now, twenty years later, you live right in the middle of New York and own a coffee shop with your friend, and the two of you were doing fairly well for yourselves. You hear the bell ring over the front door and greet the customer. "How may I help you?"

You hear the person approach the counter (you had gotten pretty good at telling how many steps it took people to get to the counter) and give you a rather long list of drinks. You smile slightly. "I take it these all aren't just for you."

He chuckles. "No. Since we can't trust Thayne alone with coffee, I have to go on coffee runs while our machine is broken."

Damn, if this man looked half as good as his voice sounded...

You relay the list to your friend. "This is going to take a bit. Could you give me a name to call when it's ready?"

"Okieriete."

You repeat the name to make sure it's correct. Since you don't hear him correct you, you assume it's correct.

Your friend hands you the last of his order, and you call his name. "Do you need any help?"

"I've got it."

You listen to his footsteps as he nears the door. You sigh contently and lean against the counter. You spend the rest of the day thinking about him. You imagine that he must be a fairly big man because of how heavy his footsteps were. You sigh, hoping that he'll come back soon.

~Oak's POV~

I smile, thinking of the woman. (Y/N). Thank God for name tags. She was incredibly beautiful. There just seemed to be something a little off about her. Not in a bad way, she just didn't seem like she was fully there. She kept looking past me. She kept running her fingers over the keyboard before pressing any key to ring up my order. I don't know. I left her my number, but it's been almost four hours and she still hasn't responded.

~~~

You hear the bell ring and heavy footsteps approach the counter. As soon as you hear the man's voice, you're filled with joy. You smile. "Just a few minutes, Okieriete."

When he comes over to get his coffee, you smile. "I um, I was wondering if I could give you my number."

He chuckles. "Of course, but it would have been much more romantic if you just wrote it on my cup."

You blush. "My handwriting isn't the best. Not even I can read it." You laugh at your own joke.

~~~

He comes to the cafe the next Friday to pick you up. You have a wonderful evening with him. As you walk to the restaurant, he confesses that he gave you his number the first day he saw you.

You sigh. "Oh, I must have thrown it away accidentally. I'm blind, so you're going to need to be a bit more obvious."

~~~

You open the door to your apartment and set your bag down. "Oak!"

You hear him come out of your shared bedroom. "Yeah?"

"You'll never guess what happened!"

"What? Tell me everything."

Your smile widens. "Well, I went to the doctor today, and we talked about the possibility of surgery..."

He gasps. "Wait. Are you-"

"I'm getting the surgery next month! I'll be able to see in one month from now!"

He smiles and picks you up in a hug. "Oh my God! That's amazing!"

You bury your face in the crook of his neck.

~~~

You grip your boyfriend's hand tightly as you sit in the waiting room. He leans over and kisses the top of your head before your name is called. You slowly stand up and make your way over to the door while Oak stays in the uncomfortable chair. The surgery is over relatively quickly, so he doesn't have to wait long to see you.

You gasp as soon as you see him. You don't say anything; you just try to take in every little detail. He's so perfect. You can't believe you're lucky enough to call him your boyfriend.

He smiles while watching you stare at him. He sits next to you and runs his fingers through your hair.

"You're very handsome," you whisper.

He chuckles. "And you're very beautiful."

You blush slightly.

"Have you seen yourself yet?"

You shake your head slightly, causing him to pull out his phone. "Do you want to?"

You nod and push yourself up into a sitting position. He opens the camera app and turns it to face the two of you. You stare at the screen. He was right. You are beautiful. You can't take your eyes off yourself, but when you do, you look at Oak's face. He smiles softly and watches you.

He leads you back to the apartment and watches as you take in the sights of the city. The lights are so bright and colorful. The people are in such a hurry. Once you reach the apartment, you look around. You run your fingers along everything. You knew how all these things felt, but now that you can see them, they somehow feel different. You look at all the pictures that you never knew were hanging on the walls. They are all of the two of you. You turn around and look at Oak, who has wrapped his arms around you.

"I didn't do this before because I wanted you to remember everything about it. I love you so much, (Y/N). I know that this isn't the most elaborate thing, hell, I don't even have a ring, but will you marry me?"

You stand on your tippy toes and kiss him. "Of course!"

(A/N: Hope you liked it! Love you!!)