Hamilton Oneshots (Prompt Requests) [DISCONTINUED]

136 - Jeffmads

Prompt: "Give me back my phone!"

"James," Thomas muttered, poking at his boyfriend's back. James ignored him, focusing on the numerous amount of papers laid out on his desk, his phone screen the only thing illuminating the room, a webpage full of information displayed on the screen. "James you've been studying all day, it's not good for you."

"I have a test coming up," James mumbled, scrolling through the website, his eyes scanning the plethora of words. Thomas huffed, snatching the devise from James' fingers, startling the smaller boy. "Thomas!" James shrieked, spinning around in his office chair. Thomas could fully see James' worn-down face, how the dark circles under his eyes were quite prominent, how they contrasted James' mocha skin. "Give me back my phone!"

Thomas shook his head, holding the phone above his head, knowing his boyfriend's short height would stop him from reaching it. "That test is in two weeks, and you need a break. You're starting to act like that Hamilton asshole." James pouted, giving Thomas puppy dog eyes, the ones he knew were Thomas' weakness. Thomas' stern eyes softened, nearly ready to give in before he realized what James was doing. "No, that's not going to work this time."

"But Thomas," James whined, tugging at Thomas' shirt. "Please give it back."

"Baby, you work yourself too hard. Look at the bags under your eyes! You must be exhausted. You deserve to relax for awhile, Jemmy darling," Thomas said, giving James a small smile. James just stuck his bottom lip out, looking down at the ground. Thomas lifted James' chin, making their eyes meet. "How about we cuddle? I know you love cuddling," James couldn't hide they way his eyes lit up. He loved cuddling with his tall boyfriend, and Thomas knew that. James nodded slightly, letting Thomas drag him through their dorm, heading towards their bedroom. On the way he set James' phone down on a table, and James didn't bother to take it, he just followed Thomas eagerly.

James giggled as Thomas turned around swiftly, setting his hands on James' hips. Thomas connected their lips softly, yet passionately, feeling James arms wrap around his neck. As he pulled away he took James' hand, pulling him towards the bed before crawling under the covers, James doing the same.

"I knew you needed this," Thomas mumbled as he heard James sigh in contempt, his head resting on Thomas' chest.

"Sue me," James mumbled, his soft voice muffled by Thomas' t-shirt pressed into his face. Thomas grinned at the remark, running his hands across James' sweater-clad back, hearing James' breathing start to even out, getting slower and softer as time progressed.

Thomas glanced down, seeing the peacefulness of James' sleeping face. "You really were tired huh?" He asked softly, though he knew he wouldn't get an answer. "Goodnight sugar."

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A/N: I usually write these as warm ups before I do my serious writing, so sorry if it's bad.