Hamilton oneshots

Philip x reader

-previously on Philip's love life-

- Philip POV-

I sat there, now staring at nothing. Why her? I've known her for a million years! She is one of the things I know like my own mind!

I turn my head and look down at my hands. "So, you aren't courting her." I spin my head to see the woman from earlier. "Sadly not." I reply. I could just smell the disappointment in that sentence. I look back at the ground. "Her name?" The lady questioned.

"(Y/N) (L/N)." I almost swoon over her name. Her name! A name I've heard my entire life!

She places her hand down on the bench. "Make your move before someone else does." She states then turns over to leave. Silence. It was unsettling to be by yourself, with your thoughts.

I look over at the empty spot next to me, I see a small golden ring, and I pick it up and drop it in my pocket.

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- Philip POV-

I finally walk back to her place, I've spent hours thinking of what to say... I mean I fricking kissed her. I don't even know why! But she did kiss me back, but then I laughed at her. What if for a split second she did like me but thanks to me being rude and not helping her, she changed her mind! Ahhh! What if I blew my chances with her!?

I arrive after being corrupted in my thoughts for too long. The door isn't locked, so naturally, I let myself in.

I crack open her bedroom door only to see her tucked under her covers laying calmly in her bed. I feel a smile slightly tug at my checks, and I don't fight it.

I go into her kitchen only to see a plate with a slice of pie on it. OH MY GOD! Her homemade pie was literally a gift from the heavens, I swear!

I quickly get a fork and shuffle my way to the plate. I stab the pie lightly to see if there were layers. Holy mother of god, it's delicious. i quickly choke down the slice in a matter of seconds.

(Y/N) is the best! She really is perfect.

BAM! I feel a stinging pain on my chin. I must of fallen asleep... At the table... fantasizing about my best friend. I let out a small yawn and make my way to her room.

I look around searching for a spot to sleep. Usually she would have a spot on the floor or something, but not this time.

I look at the spot next to her. And I feel a burning sensation rise. I lay down on the soft bed. And I just look at her.

I scan her figure. Her hair perfectly framed her face. Her beautiful (e/c) eyes were like the galaxy!

I reach in my pocket to see the golden ring. How should I approach her with it. I can't just go up to her and be like:

'Hey, (Y/N)! I've liked you since we were 7, and I was just wondering, would you be my bride?!'

I was knocked out of my thoughts when a small arm wrapped itself around my arm. I break out of my thoughts and glare at (Y/N).

Her eyes are tightly shut, she has a very uncomfortable expression on. Soon her lip begins to quiver. I see the tears forming in her already shut eyes.

I reach out and put the arm that she wasn't hold around her waist.

You know... 'protectively'!

In a few minutes she had attached herself to me, clinging on to me as I did as well. Again, in a 'protective' manner! Slowly I felt myself drift of into slumber.

                   ~~~~-Time skip-~~~~
- Reader POV-

I slowly open my eyes to be met with someone's chest. Oh no! Please no! I left the door unlocked! What if it's some pervert?! What if they kill me?!

I start to breathe heavy, and so begins my mental panic attack.

The man in my bed noticed my breathing and pulled back, but not letting go, to look at me.

We make eye contact and I sigh in relief. It's no man. Just Philip. Definitely not a man.

We stare at each other for a bit, but I break the silence. "Um, can you let go of me?" I shyly ask.
Philip held up his arms, letting go. "Ok, Your turn." He smiled. I look down to see my arms and legs wrapped around his abdomen.

I practically jump off him, Philip and I both blushing at the realization of us both sleeping in the same bed.

I get up and head for my closet, "C-can y-you pl-please... um..." I gesture to the dress I'm now holding.

"O-oh! Uh, y-yeah s-sure!" Philip stuttered turning around. As I got dressed I thought about everything.

I like Philip. He kissed me. I kissed back. What are we? Not friends anymore, but more I guess.

I finished dressing and walked to Philip, holding tightly to my courage. I grabbed his shoulders and lean in close to him. We make direct eye contact and I began, "What are we?!"
I ask."What?" He questioned. I sigh, "What are we?! Are we friends? Are we more then that? I don't understand!" I end up shouting, being very frustrated.

Philip cupped my checks and placed a soft kiss on my lips. He pulled away quickly realizing what he was doing. We were in the same position we started with. He slowly pulled away from me and held my hands, slowly moving me next to him on the bed.

He placed his hand in mine and I feel a small object being exchanged. Then as fast as lightning he yanked his head away and slammed his hands on his lap.

My eyes water up as I look at the small golden ring in my hand. There is the answer to my question I guess. I quickly put it on my ring finger. I feel the tears running down my face and I laugh slightly. I turn Philip's face to mind and I kiss him quickly, "Yes! Yes! Yes! I will marry you!"

Soon enough we turn into emotional puddles and we start to confess to everything about how we've felt about each other.

After everything I felt extremely tired. I hugged him on the bed and when to a blissful sleep in his arms.

(A/N) how was that? I don't know, and happy St. Patricks Day! And also I hope you liked my story and I'm still open for more requests if y'all have any... BYE!