Hamilton x Reader [DISCONTINUED]

(Poly)Southern D-R x Reader - Finally (1)

note: southern d-r stands for southern democratic-republicans, being Aaron Burr, Thomas Jefferson and James Madison. i really love these guys. I'm thinking of a part two and maybe three if you guys like this?

You lived the most boring life; a job in an office, a small apartment in dull colors other than the pictures you'd hung up; barely any time for play.

The only thing that kept you motivated was your arm. Was that an odd way to say it? Well, let's expand on the idea.

Your arm was a haven of various words and sentences, due to the soulmate bond where if you wrote something on your arm, it would go onto your soulmate's too. You were blessed somehow with not one, but three soulmates. You had your own group chat on your arm.

" Anyone up? " quickly appeared on your arm. Judging from the handwriting; curly and half-cursive, it was Thomas. Pausing Bob's Burgers, you got up and padded to the kitchen to grab a pen.

You quickly jotted down a yes and collapsed back down onto the couch. You felt the scratchy feeling of the words coming onto your arm.

" Hey darling. I think the other two are asleep. It's 1 in the morning though? " appeared on your skin. You wrote back, " yeah it's late, why are you up? Get some sleep you nerd. "

" Meeting went late.  Why are you up? " he questioned, causing you to snicker. His try on doing italics was mediocre at best.

" I don't know. Thinking? I really wanna meet you guys, " you sigh as you wrote this, desperate to know the men who'd made your life worth living.

" I know, baby. I'm sorry, I'll be home from France in a week though! " he seemed overjoyed at coming home, but you knew he loved France and it was more bittersweet.

You'd agreed that you would all meet together, not separately, so in the meantime you'd be waiting and slowly dying at the boredom of your days.

" I can't wait. If your hugs are as good as they sound, I'm going to be in your arms everyday, " you smoothly jotted, resuming the show.

" Unfair! I want to hug Thomas too, " appeared on your other arm. The more compacted and scrawny handwriting made you assume it was James, one of the other men.

" James, my love, save me, " you commented right below what he said. He simply responded by writing a heart and saying he'd be going to bed. Both you and Thomas wrote hearts next to his, before you ended up passing out.

Another long week of selling paper passed, and you'd all finally agreed on somewhere to meet since Thomas was back. As you fidgeted with your clothing, you couldn't help but wonder if you were good enough for them.

They'd seemed like great guys, over great. What if they kicked you out of their group because you just weren't good enough? Snapping you out of your thoughts, someone wrote something.

" (Y/N), where are you? We're all here lol " Aaron wrote. Looking at the time, you gasped. You were almost 10 minutes late! Quickly dashing out, you ran to the place that you'd agreed on which was conveniently down the road.

Pulling the door open and heaving, you were met with many stares. What stood out to you most though, was three men sitting at a table.

The first man, was obviously the tallest. He had frizzy brown hair and light brown skin with a bright magenta shirt.

The man next to him was smaller; he looked like he was sick because he had like 15 tissues in front of him; he had dark brown skin and very short brown hair, with a navy blue flannel.

And next to the shorter man, was a medium-sized man. He also had dark brown skin, and nearly no hair, very shaved down, and brown. He had a red hoodie on.

Obviously, they were a very attractive bunch, all of them staring with their mouths wide open, admiring you. Confidently, you stood up tall, marching to their table.

" Do you happen to be Thomas, James and Aaron? " you asked, giving a warm smile. They all looked at each other as to say; this is our (y/n); and they all nodded.

Thomas stood up, literally hovering over you, the man was giant. He then engulfed you in a giant hug, and you quickly nuzzled into him as though you'd known each other for years.

" Good lord, I imagined you being this gorgeous person but I speak on behalf of all of us that you far exceed gorgeous, " he breathed out, unable to keep his hands off you.

" Thomas, you can't hog her! " Aaron exclaimed, getting up and pressing into the hug. " Baby, you're so beautiful, " he grinned, engulfing you too. You wrapped your arms around him too in a tight hug.

" You all are so handsome, aren't I lucky, " you press a kiss to Aaron's cheek, then envelop James into a hug. He was slightly shorter than you.

" James you're so cuddly, " you murmur as he presses his head into the crook of your neck. He slowly nods, clinging to you like a koala.

Thomas comes up behind you and joins the hug along with Aaron. You all stand there for a little while, enjoying the presence of your soulmates.

" Wait, what did you just say? " you exclaim through the phone, pausing the TV. " I said, A. Got a house for all of us, and B. Got you a job at our work! " Thomas exclaimed.

" Are you, oh my gosh! Yes! " you yell, falling back onto the couch in your apartment. " Thomas, James, thank you so much, " you giggle out.

" It's no problem honey! We're moving in tonight, we'll pick you up! " James shouted, causing you to shoot up. " Tonight? Uh, okay! I'm going to pack talk to you guys later! "

Later that night as promised James, Thomas and Aaron came by to help you unload your apartment. You were quick due to excitement of seeing the house.

When you arrived, you gaped at the house. It wasn't much; two story with a garage attached, but it was everything to you, your house with your lovers. " So, what do you think? " Aaron asked.

You lived the most plentiful life; a job in a office with high pay; a large house in a suburb with many colors and liveliness, and tons of time to spend with your soulmates.

Grabbing a pen out of your pocket, you quickly jotted down on your arm, " It's amazing. "