Shot: A Jeffmads Fic

Jeffy Fluff

~James POV~

I wake up in the hospital. Everything hurts. My side throbs, my throat' s dry, and my head pounds. I soon see a puff of dark hair on my head.

"T-Th-Thom-as" I am able to croak. He's holding my hand...

"James? Oh sweet Jesus you're awake!" Thomas starts to cry and I do aswell. He nuzzles his face into my chest, careful of my wound. I shudder at his sudden warm touch.

"Thomas..."

~Jefferson POV~

I don't hold my tears in any longer. Tears of worry, regret, hatred, reilef. Crying into his chest, his face now in my hair.

He likes my hair a lot for some reason. Always fluffing it. He calls it "Jeffy Fluff." I can't help but let out a chuckle, but stops as he winces. He's to short to reach it, so he stands on his tip-toes and reaches up. One time, he was struggling, so I picked him up. He let out a squelp while clutching my hair.

"Thomas." I hear him say, his voice so weak and horse.

"Yes, love?" I move so I'm standing more over him and cup his face in my hand.

"C-can I have some water, please?"

"Yes. I'll go... I'll get that. And tell the doctor you're awake." I don't want to leave him. I don't want to lose him, like I almost did earlier...

He nods and closes his eyes. I stare at him just a little longer, before I leave.

~James POV~

I don't know how long I had slept, but I'm still really tired...

~Hamilton POV~

I watch Jefferson walk by, without even looking at me. Usually he would have glarred me to the floor, gave some snark remark, or something. But no. He just walked right into the doctor's office, his face lined with worry.

"Uhm... Madison? It's Hamilton, I wanted to see how you are doing..." I knock on the door again and hope he hasn't fallen back asleep.

"Hamilton? Come in..." Madison's voice startles me. It's so weak. Yes, he is quiet, but he has a strong voice...

"Hi." I say, walking in. Hi?! Really? Your rival's best friend (little more than that I think) got shot, almost died, thinks that you hate him, and you just said hi?!?!

"How do you feel? Like crap, huh? Well um, ya..." Goddammit Hamilton!! I am always good at thinking of things to say, why can't I do that now??

I touch his hand. He stiffens, but I choose to ignore it. "I'm sorry,  about what happend. May you get better and stay in good health-"

Right before I can say more, Jefferson booms out, "Hamilton!"

~Jefferson POV~

I walk in to Hamilton talking to James. I feel a heat rise in my chest as I spot Hamilton touching his hand. I almost drop the cup of water when I yell at him. Jemmy looks at Hamilton and to me. He doesn't know what to do. He looks uncomfortable. How dare Hamilton be such an ass?

~Hamilton POV~

Spinning around, see Jefferson's anger rising. I just shove my hands into my pockets, keep my head down, and stock out of the room. For Madison's sake. Stress doesn't help anything.

~Jefferson POV~

Not to soon after Hamilton leaves, the doctor and a nurse come into the room. I hardly hear anything they says to James, as I sit by his side, holding his hand. All I manage to catch is: two days. Two more days and we are out of here.

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Was this to abrupt?? Also If there are spelling errors or if I am rushing tell me please so I can edit it!! Thank youuuu