Hamilton Oneshots (Prompt Requests) [DISCONTINUED]

62 - Jeffmads

Prompt: "I want to protect you."

"I cannot believe you did that!" James screamed as he stormed into their apartment, Thomas trailing behind him with his head hung in guilt. "You can't just punch random people on the street, Thomas! That poor man did nothing to provoke you, and you socked him right in the nose! What is wrong with you?!"

"Jemmy I'm sorry-"

"Don't just apologize! I want to know, why on earth would you do that?!" James turned around to look Thomas in the eye, crossing his arms tightly over his chest. Thomas stared at the ground, his mouth sealed shut. James took a deep breath, returning his arms to his side. "Thomas, I don't get angry with you, or anyone for that matter, that often. But right now I am fuming, and I would like for you to tell me the reason behind your actions," James said in a calm tone. "Right now."

"I j-just... I didn't like the way he looked at you," Thomas muttered, his eyes still glued to the ground.

James scoffed, taking a step back. "You punched him... because he looked at me a certain way?!" Thomas nodded, biting his lip. "Are you serious?!"

"James," Thomas looked up, his eyes locking with the shorter man's. "I want to protect you."

"Thomas, I've always known you were protective of me, but this is too far. I'm not a child Thomas, believe it or not, I can take care of myself. I don't need you to fight off every guy or girl that takes a fucking glance at me!" James yelled, glaring daggers at Thomas. "I can't believe you."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," Thomas mumbled. "I don't want to lose you. A-And I'm sorry I upset you, I just can't help it. You're too good for me James, I f-feel like anyone could take you from me."

"Tommy," James' eyes softened as he took Thomas' hand. "You really think I'd just leave you?"

"I m-mean... yeah," Thomas shrugged, biting his lip. His eyes widened as James wrapped his arms around the taller man's waist tightly, burying his face in his chest.

"Thomas, I love you. I wouldn't dream of being with anyone else," Thomas blushed profusely, covering his face with his hand. "But that doesn't mean you can punch people who look at me," James chuckled, standing on his tip-toes so he could press a kiss to Thomas' lips. "Understood?" Thomas nodded, wrapping his arms around James.

"Understood."

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