Thomas finally made it home, he had a day from Satan himself. He flopped on the couch and instantly felt a warmth hit him, he opened up his eyes to his his two boyfriends cuddling him, John on his side, and Alex in his chest. (because Alex is Smol)
John got up receiving a groan from Alex and grunt for Thomas. John came back and set Thomas' Magenta sheet over the two and went to go cook dinner, of course Alex and Thomas fought over what "Dinner" was.
"Mac and cheese!"
"Chicken!"
"How about I make chicken and put the Mac and cheese on the side?"
The two groan
"Fine..."
At dinner:
Alex talked about his experience with Washington, being Washingtons right hand man, he only had nice things to say, John talked about how he went to a pond and saw a lot of turtles.
"What about you, Thommie?"
Thomas inhales
"Well, My Dad died,most of my siblings are dead and my mom sick, I'm not oh-fucing-Kay"
Thomas hicced and it quickly turned to sobbing and fabulous cries
John quickly rushes to Thomas holding him rubbing his back, Alex bit his lip, he knew what mass loss was like, he never would've thought that happened to Thomas, he always seemed so care free. Alex stood on a chair and rubbed Thomas' floof.
"It's okay, Jefferson."
"I-i know,Hamilton"
"We love you,Tommie"
"I love you guys too,Papa John"
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They was short af but I hope you enjoyed it
