Hamilton One Shots (x reader)

Philip x Reader

Time: Present
Warnings: adorableness

Ramen Wars

Y/N's POV

It was finals week at Kings's College and you were stressing out.

You haven't slept in days and hadn't eaten since yesterday morning. It was now 11:00 at night.

You were furiously typing on your lap top, copying notes onto a shared document one of your friends needed. You then started sloppily writing out flash cards with each vocabulary word you needed to memorize.

How were you ever going to pass?

It was reaching one in the morning when your phone burst into song, signaling someone was calling you. You dashed across your dorm and grabbed your phone off your bed.

126 new messages

5 missed calls

Shoot. Had you missed that many?

It turned out it was your current boyfriend Philip who was spamming you with messages and calling you. Without hesitation you called back.

"Hello?" You asked over the phone.

"Y/N finally! Where are you?"

"My dorm, studying. It's one in the morning what's up?"

"You're up. That's the problem. I haven't talked or seen you in forever."

You suddenly felt guilty. You really haven't hung out with him in a while.

"I'm sorry Philip, it's just finals I'm too stressed. I'm doing too many things and I can't focus. Sorry for cutting you out."

"It's no big deal babe." He started, "Actually I'd like you to open your dorm room door."

You could hear him smiling through the phone as he said that. You sprinted to the door and opened it revealing Philip standing there, a bundle of things in his hands. Including blankets, pillows, popcorn and handcuffs.

You hung up your phone call and looked at him.

"The handcuffs were for reassurance." He chucked.

"What is this?" you looked at the things in his hands.

"If you let me in you can find out." He winked.

You sighed and let him in.

He looked around your mess of a dorm, papers every where, and raised an eye brow.

He hesitantly set his stuff down on the couch, it being the only thing cleared off. He then tackled out into a hug, placing kisses all over your face while on the ground.

"God Y/N I missed you so much." He said, but then turned worried, his eyes scanning your face.

He helped you up.

"Have you been sleeping? Or eating? Y/N you look awful."

"Wow thanks." You mutter.

"Okay the plan waaaaas to have a movie night, get your mind of things." He glanced at the popcorn, pillows and blankets he brought. "But seeing your dorm like this and your face like that." He pointed to me. "We are having a ramen noodle clean up party."

"But it's one in the morning!" I exclaimed.

"You act like you've never stayed up this late."

Well true.

"Okay I'll start the ramen, beef flavor right?" You gave in.

"You know it." He answered, already picking up crumbled up essays on the ground and throwing them away.

Philip was a year ahead of me, his finals weren't as intense. Yet next year was his senior year, finals would kill him.

You started boiling the water and ran back into the small living room to see Philip organizing stacks of papers.

"You really don't have to do this" you tried.

He walked over to you. "I want to." He insisted and kissed you lovingly.

"Now stop distracting me."

You laughed.

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And in about 15 minutes the ramen was ready and your dorm was almost clean.

You both sat down to eat the ramen the only sounds being you slurping on the noodles.

You laughed as Philip struggled to get a noodle in his mouth. He glared at you and spit the noodle at your face.

Your mouth dropped open in an 'O' shape.

"You didn't." You say.

"But I did sweetheart." He smirked.

And so the next 20 minutes were spent having a noodle war. Philip winning.

"Please mercy!" You beg as he was about to dump the entire bowl on your head.

"Just for you love." He said and pecked your forehead, setting the bowl down.

You both cleaned up the noodle mess and finished cleaning the last of your dorm. At the end Philip claimed he was sleeping over.

"I mean it's already three in the morning, why not." You say.

And so Philip brought his pillow and blanket to your bed and you both snuggled up against each other.

The last words you heard before you fell asleep are.

"You're sleeping in tomorrow girl, no waking up at seven."