One Shots-Hamilton-Mixed Ships

Pride Parade-Jamilton

AN

Welcome to my new oneshot book. These are all really short snippets of different ships.

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This one takes place in the Falling Through Time (Basking in Firelight) plot where there are two presidents and whatnot. If you're curious, go read it, it's good. Or so I've been told.

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Warnings: Gayness

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"Hey, Alexander!" Jefferson called, "Catch!"

A ball of fabric flew at Hamilton's face, he snatched it out of the air and shook it out to see what it was. "What is this?" he asked looking at all the colors.

"Stop playing dumb. It's a Bi flag. What else would it be ya dipshit," Jefferson said, pulling out an identical piece of fabric.

"Of course I know it's a pride flag. These are my colors, you think I wouldn't know them?" he smirked. "I'm surprised you know them, you're so thick."

Jefferson quirked an eyebrow, pinning Hamilton with a stare, "Oh really?" Jefferson said, stepping closer, "you have the audacity to say that when I dress like this?" Jefferson gestured to his clothes, not far off from the flag colors. "Please, Darlin', you wish you could be as fabulous as me," he purred, slinging the colorful flag around Hamilton's shoulders, smirking while he tied it off so it hung like a cape.

Hamilton smirked back, tying the flag he had in the same fashion on Jefferson. The only warning Jefferson got was the impish gleam that flashed in Hamilton's eyes right before Hamilton grabbed the bottom of the cape and pulled it up over Jefferson's head and wrapping it around so Jefferson's head looked like a bi mummy.

Jefferson growled and scooped Hamilton up in his arms bridal style as he shook the cloth from his head so that it settled back to normal and ran out of the room as Hamilton shrieked. "This is what you get for delaying us from the parade. We're gonna be late."

"Relax Thomas, I'm sure they'll wait for the presidents to arrive before starting. You're being dramatic," Hamilton said, wrapping his arms around Jefferson's neck so he'd be more comfortable as Jefferson's long legs carried them swiftly to the line of floats that was indeed waiting for them. "See, I told you."

Jefferson set Hamilton on his feet and they closed the last couple yards where they found Burr standing over Madison, drawing tiny bit flags on each cheek. Laurens appeared out of nowhere covered entirely in rainbow. Soon, everyone was there, laughing and hugging and joking around until somebody called, "Places everyone!"

Jefferson and Hamilton jogged to the front of the lineup, refusing to be on a float, instead, they were each handed a rainbow flag and positioned at the very front. They'd be the first people anyone would see. The leaders of the nation leading the pride parade. Someone gave the command to move. Jefferson and Hamilton shared a look, hefted their flags, and ran. The flags and capes flaring to life instantly as they stepped out to meet a cheering crowd.