Hamilton One-Shots

The Storm Fic

The Storm Fic (lets be honest, we all know this would come eventually)

**I DONT OWN HAMILTON**

Parings: Lams
WARNING: None, just fluff:)
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*JOHN POV*

It was a rainy day when I got off work and decided I wanted to go out to dinner with my boyfriend, Alex. So, I texted Alex from the safety of a hotel lobby that I had ducked into when I was walking home.

To Alex😘❤️:
Hey babe, I was wondering if you wanted to go out to eat tonight? I know your busy and your work is important but I think it would be nice❤️

'Damn, it's poring rain out there.' I thought as I waited for an answer. About five minutes later and still no reply from Alex and I was beginning to worry. Alex ALWAYS texted me back, even when he was working.

I decided I was done waiting after another five minutes of no answer. Besides, the storm didn't look like it was letting up anytime soon so I waved over a taxi and told the driver the address.

~~~~~~~~smol time skip~~~~~~~~

I got out of the taxi, paid, and thanked the driver before going to my apartment, number 1776. The elevator was out of service (again, this wasn't the first time it had happened) so I made my way for the staircase and trudged up them.

As I made my way into the apartment, I immediately realized something was wrong, all the lights were out for a starter.

"Alex, babe? You here?" I called out nervously. 'The power must have gone out.' I thought.

I was still looking around the small apartment we shared when I heard a small whimper come from the closet in the office. I walked over suspiciously, I didn't make a noise for a minute before I heard another whimper and I slammed open the door. In the closet sat a disheveled (scared, maybe? I haven't see a look of such sheer terror in my life, ever.) looking Alexander Hamilton. I stood there for a moment before he whimpered again and it snapped me out of my trance.

I knelt down and put my hands on his shoulders. His breathing was erratic and shallow, he had tear stains on his face and he looked at me with something I could only describe as panic.

"Hey, babe, it's okay. Your okay, everything's fine. Alex, listen to me, breathe, in and out. Follow me." I said as I pulled him into my arms and rocked him back and forth, trying to get his breathing to match mine. A sob escaped him and I felt tears falling onto my shirt. Eventually his breathing evened out and he sat up.

"Sorry," he said, his voice was raspy. It probably hadn't been used in a while and he just got done crying. "'M sorry you had to deal with that."

"It's okay, but for now I think it would be best if we went to bed, okay?" He nodded. Then a thought dawned on me, "have you eaten?"

He look at me sheepishly and whispered a small 'no' and just snuggled deeper into my chest. I sighed knowing that it would probably just be best to let him sleep, I would make sure he would eat and have enough to drink. On one hand, it was probably good this happened. The man never took a break, he was non-stop!

"You don't have to eat anything tonight but you will in the morning." I stated. When he didn't respond, I looked down to find him already asleep. "Damnit Alex." I cursed, I know that this meant I would have to carry him to bed. I picked him up bridal style and took him to bed. I changed into a t-shirt and some sweatpants (Alex was already in athletic shorts and a oversized sweatshirt) and got in bed next to him. We cuddled for the rest of the night and I knew I would have to talk to him about whatever happened that got him so freaked out by the storm tomorrow, get him fed and make sure he got enough rest but for now, that could wait. Right now was time for rest... and cuddles.

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THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING!!!
Constructive criticism would be nice in the comments! Sorry for the late update, I have a lot of finals that I've been doing so I haven't had time to write:( I hope you enjoyed this fluffy chapter! See ya later!

~Alyssa