Fandom One-Shots

Lafayette X American! Reader[Frances](Hamilton)- Is A Kiss Enough?

(I know hamilton and the story(for the most part) is real, but IM TRASH AND I LOVE IT! Do you know how Americans won the revolution? With a gay German refugee and a Frenchman)

"It's hard sometimes to see you two as a couple. Aside from sharing a tent, you never act like a couple! Even Eliza and Alexander are sappy twerps and they've been in courtship for a month." I sighed as John continued ranting on about how obnoxious Alexander has become since he started courting Eliza.

Sure, Marquis and I have been together shortly after the war started, but John was right. We don't act affectionate or 'sappy' as John puts it. Though Marquis is a busy man, he would be in camp for a few days then gone soon after. He and Baron von Steuben have been training our soldiers to fight the British. I, however, volunteered as a field doctor and have been working to hopefully save some of our soldiers from death by infection and amputations.

"Hey, Frances! Are you listening to me? Lafayette and Steuben just got here. You're needed at the tents!" Without shouting a reply, John and I went our ways. He went to meet with Marquis and Steuben while I attended the wounded.

"Get the water to a boil, now!" There was severely wounded man on my table and I wasn't about to let him die on me. I had every available nurse running in and out to get more materials, replacing the water, and holding the man down.

"I will kill you if you die on me..." I muttered as I pulled a bullet from the man's side, his muffled screams made everyone in the area flinch. I quickly stitched him closed and cleaned up while he was out. Usually to prevent doctors from recognizing their patients and messing up, the patient is covered with a thin sheet, which was now ripped and stained with drying blood.

"The stitched will get infected if I leave it here... Please don't be someone I know, please..." I removed the sheet from the feet first, eventually revealing familiar warm, dark skin.

"No... No!" I ripped the rest of it off to see Lafayette's unconscious state, tears blurring my vision. Kneeling by his bed, I took his hand and held it to my lips. Praying to any God, that he would be spared from death.

"Alex, I wouldn't go in there. Frances might have found out what happened to Lafayette." I turned to see John and Alexander arguing outside of the tent.

"Lafayette and Frances are our friends, we should be there for them." I snorted, covered Marquis with a blanket, and walked out to them. They froze when I stepped into the bright afternoon light, puffy eyes and dried blood flaking off my hands.

"Marquis is resting, but I'm alright I suppose. I just need an explanation on what the hell happen to him." My breath was shaky and I felt like my knees where going to give out.

"Let's go to our ten-whoa!" And there goes my knees. John and Alex managed to drag inside and had me sit next to an unconscious Frenchman. They both sat on the empty bed and explained that he and Steuben were ambushed by some scouts on their way back from the south. Lafayette was injured during their victory, but brushed it off until they were outside of camp.

"Heh, of course he would do something like that." I sniffled, searching Lafayette's face for any signs of pain or waking up. A small smile crawled on everyone's face as they noticed Laf beginning to wake up, and being the nervous wreck of a spouse. I had given a bit more pain relief than what is usually issued to help Marquis sleep.

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"Merci for staying with me for so long, Frances. There 'asn't been a day where I didn't think about you." A relatively sober Lafayette chimed, earning a chuckle from his significant other as they supported him back to his tent.  The Frenchman knew that he has been neglecting his partner but now that he was injured, they would be spending more than enough time together.

"Honestly, you could act less like Alexander and try to be more careful? You could've died!" There they go again, his beloved Frances fussing over him. Adorable, be yet annoying at times, still adorable. Their forever soft (h/c) hair tied back to show off their (e/c) eyes and kissable lips.

"You promise that you will be more careful? I can't be with you all the time, but I'm always worried that you might be next person on my table. And you were today! You don't know how devastated I was when I found out! John and Alexander where-" The worried American was silenced by their loving Frenchman, soothing away their troubles with a simple kiss.

"Would a kiss be enough? I promise that once zhis war is over, we will go to my home in France. And bring my people the freedom they deserve."

(IM SEEING THIS IN MAY AND I FUCKING PUMPED!!)