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Jealousy pt. 2- Lafayette x reader

Reader gender: female
Warnings: swearing
A/n: there will hopefully be a part three of this coming out soon!
You had been living with Lafayette a little over three years. Well, as much as you can live with someone when they've been serving for two years.
Almost everyday while he was serving, you would receive a letter from him. It was the little things he would say that would make your day. Even if he was only talking about what had happened that day, his passion never ceased to make you smile.
But you were still much happier when he came home.
You flung your arms around his neck, not letting go until he forced you off.
"Oh ma Cherie, how I've missed you. I have seen horrible things. But everyday I think of you and my faith is instantly returned." He said, tears forming in his eyes.
"Oh now you're just flattering me." You laughed.
He laughed lightly, "Maybe so, but it's all true. In fact, I have something to ask you. Will you take a walk with me?" He held out his arm for you.
"I would love to." You said as you laced your arm with his.
You two walked through the small path by his house, the one that was guarded on all sides by trees.
As you reached as small clearing near the center of the path, he pulled you into it. You had always loved this clearing, it was covered in wildflowers and a few more that you had planted. You'd come down here everyday at noon, when the sun hit perfectly through the trees. You had always come here by yourself; it was a relief to come with Laf.
As you stood, admiring the purple tulips in the corner, your attention was brought back to Laf as he got down on one knee.
"Gilbert du Motier, Marquis de Lafayette, what in gods name are you doing?" You asked, your voice trembling the slightest bit.
"Y/n m/n l/n, I have loved you from the moment I met you, that night at the ball. I couldn't imagine a life without you in it. Y/n," he pulled a ring out of his pocket, "will you marry me?"
"Yes! Holy shit, yes!" You screamed as he slipped the ring onto your finger.
You pulled him up and crashed your lips into his. You stayed there for what could have been ages until you had to pull apart.
"I love you." You sighed as you wrapped your arms around his neck.
"I love you, too, mi amour." He said.

The Guest List

"Alexander for sure." Lafayette said, writing A. Ham on the sheet of paper in front of you two.
"Well that means Eliza." You added  E. Ham to the sheet.
"And we should probably add the other sisters."
"And respective husbands."
"Hercules and John?"
"Of course. What about Aaron and Theodosia?"
"Do we have to?" He groaned.
"Oh shush, they're not all that bad."
"Fine. I'll send a letter to my parents, though I'm not sure they can make it."
"Oh. Right..." You sighed, thinking back to your parents, more specifically your dad and how disappointed he was.
"Hey," Lafayette said, placing a hand on your shoulder, "we can still invite them. They might want to see you."
"Yeah I guess. Can we invite my sister, too?"
S/N had always been a great help to you throughout life. She was always supportive of you and hated Charles almost as much as you did. You hadn't had the chance to talk to her after you had moved in with Laf but, odds are she was still on your side.
"Of course! Anyone else? Oh! The Washington's!"
"Sounds great, Laf."

The Dress

A few weeks after you sent out letters, you had gotten reservations from everyone but your parents and sister. Laf's mom could come but his father was too busy with work.
You had gathered up Eliza and Angelica who had come down from England to go upstate with Eliza. They had a few days before they left and would come back down for the wedding. But for now, they were here to help you pick out a dress.
As you were about to leave, you heard a knock at the door. Still talking with the sisters, you went to open it.
"Y/n!" A woman screamed as she flung herself on you, nearly knocking you off your feet.
"Who the-" you cut yourself off as you got a better look at the person on top you you, "S/N?"
You stared in amazement at your sister as she got off you and helped you up.
"I came as soon as I heard!" She exclaimed.
"All the way from Jersey? Damn." You had come down from your house in Jersey for the ball all those years ago.
"Anything for my sister! Oh, it's been so long!" She said, hugging you again.
"Who's this?" Angelica asked, coming up behind you with Eliza.
"Angelica, this is my sister, S/n. S/n, this is Angelica and Eliza." You explained.
"It's good to meet you." S/n said, shaking their hands.
"We were just about to go dress shopping. Come with?" You offered.
"Is that even a question? Of course!" She strangled you in another hug.
You four chatted excitedly in the coach on the way to the store.
"Y/N!" Hercules greeted you as you entered his store. "I thought I'd be seeing you eventually!"
"Well I'll be damned if I get my wedding dress from anyone less than the best tailor in New York!" You exclaimed, embracing him.
"We got Angelica, Eliza and who's this?" He asked, nodding his head in your sister's direction.
"This is my sister, S/N." She extended her hand to Hercules who shook it.
"So I'm gonna need a dress for me, my maid of honor," you gestured to Angelica, "and my bridesmaids." You gestured to Eliza and your sister.
"Got it. Do we have any scheme in mind?" He asked, pulling out a notepad.
"We have a black and white theme. So I'll have a white dress, Gilbert will have a black suit. Alexander, his best man, will be in white and Angelica in black. Then the groomsmen will be in black with the bridesmaids in white. Is that too complicated?" You asked.
"No, no, you're fine." He laughed. "Let's start with the bridesmaid dresses."
He led you to a few racks of simple white dresses which you spent about half an hour looking through and having Eliza and S/N try on. You eventually decided on a strapless dress that reached to mid calf. It was very simple with only a few sewn swirls around the base of the dress.
After Hercules had measured Eliza and your sister, he laid the dress on his desk and led you to a rack of slightly more complicated black dresses.
It took about an hour and Angelica trying on nearly every dress possible for you to settle on one. It was another strapless dress which just barely brushed the floor. Small pyramids of cubic zirconia lined the neckline of the dress with white lace on the base.
After more measuring, you were onto the main event.
You stared in awe at the beautiful dresses, reminded again at how much of a genius Hercules was. You spent so long trying on every dress there that Hercules was forced to leave and help another customer.
"Ugh," you groaned, "we're never going to find one."
"C'mon, Y/N, hang in there. We've still got three we haven't tried." Eliza said, holding up another dress.
Hardly looking at it, you grabbed the dress and went into the changing room again.  When you came out and looked in the mirror, your breath caught in your throat.
"Oh my god." Eliza breathed as she looked at your reflection in the mirror.
"What- holy shit." S/N gasped as she joined Eliza.
"It's perfect." You decided.
"Mulligan!" Angelica yelled.
"Hot damn, girl." Hercules whistled as he rounded the corner.
"Get this beautiful woman her beautiful dress." Angelica ordered.
The dress somehow fit almost perfectly so Hercules only needed to make minor adjustments to it. It was long and trailed on the ground behind you. It had elbow length sheer sleeves with beautiful designs on them. Pearls made intricate patterns on the soft satin fabric with tulle softly looped on the base of the dress.
"You got it." He said.
You were soon out of the store with the promise to have your dresses ready in three weeks. One week before the wedding.

Stress

4 more weeks.
You ordered a cake from an old friend of yours. Four tiers with black and white icing. Little black buttercream flowers were dotted here and there.
3 more weeks.
You and Laf put together a menu and met with a caterer. You also booked a venue, a nice place in a large, open grassy field.
2 more weeks.
Hercules brought your dresses. You worked out decorations.
1 more week.
Flowers. Tables. Chairs.
Everything was ready.
Are you?