Hamilton x Reader [DISCONTINUED]

Elizabeth Schuyler x Reader - Office Crush - (Drabble)

note: I finished The Office like on Wednesday? and I am now crying myself to sleep every night. I promise it's healthy. also I kinda wanna start an office imagines book would that be weird,, idk ( edit: I did start one I'm a cool kid now!! ) also PLS REQUEST

The receptionist at your work was a dream. Long, black hair; sparkly chocolate eyes; blue blouses perfectly complimenting her light complexion.

" You're staring at her again! " snapped the salesman at the desk next to you, Thomas. You glared at him before focusing back on the paper before you.

She had a rough love life; she'd been engaged for three years to some deadbeat. She was convinced he loved her; he was an asshole.

After glaring at him and focusing, you decided to say something. " I know I was. Got an issue with that? " you growled, uncapping a pen.

" Yeah, you're not getting any work done. I'll tell Hamilton if you're slacking off! " he hissed back, picking up a call he was getting. The producers of the documentary that was being recorded on your work asked for you to talk, so you went to the break room to talk.

" You were recording earlier Thomas and I. My arch-nemesis, I guess? " you shrug, crossing your arms. " And Eliza, my crush and the receptionist. " You widened your eyes and pressed together your lips in a thin line, staring into the camera.

Walking out, you collapse in the chair, sighing. You took a call, beyond bored. " ALEX! " Thomas yelled, staring into the drawer of his desk.

" What? " Alexander Hamilton, your boss, walked out. " This dimwit, " he pointed at you, " put my stapler in JELLO! " he cried out, pulling out the jello glob that contained his stapler.

Alex tried to hold back his laughter, covering his mouth with his hand. You looked at Jefferson, then back down at the jello. " And why do you think this is me? "

" Who else would it be? Martha? " he looked at the woman that had the desk behind him. She shot him a look which caused him to quickly spin around.

" I don't know. Ask around, " you rolled your eyes, glancing over at Eliza. She was covering her mouth to conceal her laughter, tears rolling down her cheeks.

" Maybe it was Eliza, judging on how funny she thinks this is, " he glared at the receptionist, causing her to roll her eyes. " Shut up, Jefferson. "

Sitting in the break room, you look up to see Eliza walking in with her lunch. " Hey (Y/N), " she greets, sitting down next to you. " H-hi Eliza, " you nod.

" I broke it off with Charles awhile ago, I just haven't said anything yet, " she said, sinking back in her chair. Your eyes widen as you stare at her. " What? Really? " you tilt your head.

" Yeah. It's been so long, I'm not really in love with him anymore. I'm in love with someone else, " she said through a bite of salad.

Curiosity pined at you, although you decided the best was to not ask. " That's great. I don't think he was gonna pull the trigger on the wedding anytime soon, " you shake your head.

" Yeah, I agree, " she nods. " But uh, I have a crush on someone, got any guesses? " she teased. You were slightly taken aback from the question.

" John? " you questioned, she shook her head no. " Uhm, Maria..? " you shrugged, she chuckled, " She is really hot but no. "

" I don't know, " you huffed out. " Okay, I'll give you a hint. Let's see if you can figure it out from this, " she said, tugging you by the collar and kissing you.

You were shocked and didn't waste kissing back; it was warm and so inviting, and it was like you'd always imagined it being.

" I knew it was Alexander, " you murmured when she'd pulled away. " How'd you guess? " she giggled, holding your hand.

" Brains. Eliza, d-do you maybe wanna go out tonight..? " you asked.

" I'd love to, (Y/N). "