Chapitre Trois

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          You and Lafayette talked for a bit on the way back. You carried Laurens on your back while Lafayette helped a still conscious Hamilton wobble back while dragging Hercules behind him. It was getting quite dark and you were informed about you and the rest of the guys having a meeting with Washington the next day. But you didn't have to worry because it was being held at around 5 o'clock pm. You finally managed to hull the drunks to your room. Inside contained five twin-sized beds and a bathroom. It was quite small but was still decorated nicely.
          You all decided to change into your night clothes. You stepped into the bathroom, still in your uniform, when Hercules yelled to you. "Pussy!" You honestly had no idea what he was talking about and just suspected he was delirious. You stripped down to your under garments and slipped your feet into the pant holes, when the door bursted open, "Why you hid in' you wuss? Too afraid to change in front of us?" Hercules yelled again, Laurens and Lafayette behind him. You yelled and grabbed a towel to cover yourself up. You could see them all blushing, as were you.
          "You're a woman?!" Laurens yelled.
          "Get out!" You demanded and Lafayette shoved them away from the door and slammed it shut. You were panting heavily and slipped into your night clothes. You nervously stepped out and met the gazes of the other men.

"Since when were you a woman (L/N)?" Laurens asked.
          "I-I uhh..." you were at a loss for words.
          Then Lafayette stepped in. "I think that what Laurens was trying to say is that il est désolé for invading you privacy. We were in aware that you were femme." He apologized on the other's behalf. You were surprised at first that they didn't know, but you had had your hair tossed up in a bun all night, and the uniform hid your curves very well.
          I-it's quite alright." You accepted their, or, Lafayette's apology. You walked over to your bed and laid down facing the wall while the others finished changing.

          You felt the balance on your mattress shift. You peeked over your shoulder to see Lafayette. You sat up quickly and looked at him. You hadn't gotten a good chance to actually look at him until now. You hadn't noticed how tall he was. He had a bit of a stubble, and puffy hair kept tamed in a bun. "Are you alright mon amie?" You were torn from your thoughts.
          "Y-yes, I'm quite fine." You assured him.
          "I would like once for to apologize." He said.
          "No,no, don't. It's not your fault. It's honestly no ones fault. I think it's better this way, I mean that you all know now. But I guess it was still a bit embarrassing." You looked down.

          "Do not be embarrassed mon cheri, no one here is going to judge your body. You look amazing." He gasped at his own words and you just lifted an eyebrow. "I-I mean, not just because you were undressed, I mean always." He caught himself again. "Merci! Je ne sais pas quoi dire!" He began ranting in his native tongue.
          You put your hand on his shoulder and loom into his eyes. He is blushing. "I understand what you mean. Thank you." Lafayette nodded and went to his own bed. Everyone said goodnight to each other and soon fell asleep.

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