Multi(gay)musicals

Lams (Laurens x Hamilton)

John entered the tent. He looked around the tent, and saw Alexander talking to Peggy.

"Hamilton, we gotta go!" John shouted. Hamilton turned around. His shoulder length hair flipping when he turned his head. Johns face went a bit red, and he grabbed his gun from his bed. Alexander got up, and so did Peggy. What was Peggy doing there? Alexander grabbed his gun from the table, and looked at John.

"Get her to safety!" John said, acting like the big brother he is. Alexander nodded, and ran off with Peggy.

All of Johns life, he had been lied to. He wasn't a Laurens. He was a Schuyler! He had been kidnapped by the Laurens, and taken as their own child. It was no wonder why he got a long with the Schuyler sisters so well.

He ran out of the tent, and immediately got shot in the shoulder. He winced, but did not show pain. He ran over to the shelter Lafayette and Hercules had hid behind. He watched as Laf, sat down again from shooting the English.

"Did you tell Hamilton we needed him?" Herc asked.

"Yes." John said.

General Washington kneeled behind the piece of wood next to them, holding his gun in hand.

"You three!" He said. "Hamilton has been injured! He needs backup!"

Johns heart sank. "On it!" They all got up. Laf held his gun at a British troop, and fired.

"I got your backs!" He said. "Continue, I'll catch up!" 

And almost as soon as he said that, he got shot right in the side. This was possibly their worst battle. "LAFAYETTE!" Herc screamed.

"Come on Mulligan!" John shouted. "We don't have time!"

Herc watched as Laf got shot again, and fell to the ground. He ran after Laf.

"Mulligan no!" John shouted. Herc grabbed Laf, and slung him over his back. Herc ran back with John, and they began running to get Alexander.

They saw Alexander with Peggy in a corner. He was bleeding intensely from his chest.

Johns eyes widened with horror.

"Alex.." He whispered, trying not to scream it and give their hiding place away to the British.

Alex groaned in pain, and a tear rolled down Johns cheek. He had no idea what t do, and two of his closest friends were injured badly. He watched as Laf reached into his pocket, and pulled out a bandage.

"Here.." He weakly said. "Save him, mon ami.."

John took the bandages. "Thank you." He looked at Alexander, and grabbed the buttons of his shirt. He sighed, and yanked on them. 

Alexanders shirt broke open, and John saw his bare chest.

Thats when John realized something. He had always counted him as a 'close friend'. But, was that true? Or did he count him as something more.

Maybe.. the love of his life?

FLASHBACK

"I cant disobey direct orders." Alexander said, turning away from John.

"Then I'll do it." John said. Alexanders eyes widened, and he shot back around. "Alexander.. your the closest friend I got."

Alexander took a step towards John, took a deep breath, and put his hand on Johns shoulder. John blushed a little bit. "Laurens." Alexander said. "Do not throw away your shot." 

John nodded.

He looked at Herc. "Hold him up." John said. Herc nodded and helped Alexander sit up.

John took Alexanders shirt off, and began wrapping the bandages around him.

He finished wrapping the bandages and put Alexanders shirt back on him. Herc let go of him, and John wrapped his arm under Alexanders, helping him get up.

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Alexander woke up. His arm shot to the side, and his eyes shot open.

"Alex!" John shouted, tears forming at the brim of his eyes. He quickly wrapped his arms around Alexander, and avoided his chest.

Alex felt the pain in his chest and winced. 

"What happened? Wheres Herc and Laf?" Alexander asked, worried.

John got up and sighed. He walked around Alexanders bed, and grabbed the curtain. He pulled it aside, and Alexander saw Herc sitting next to someone in a hospital. Then he saw who was in the bed.

Lafayette.

He watched as Lafayette took very short and shakey breaths.

"What happened to him?!" Alexander asked.

"On our way to find you.." John began. "Laf shot a solder and told us he would cover our backs and catch up with us. He got shot in the side and then again. He was injured badly. Herc stopped running to get him, then we went to find you. we found you and Peggy hiding."

"Oh.." Alex said. "I remember now. A British troop saw me with Peggy, and knew what i was trying to achieve."

"Did he just run off after shooting you?" John asked.

"No." Alexander responded. "After he shot me and I fell to the ground, Peggy grabbed my gun and shot him. And in one shot, she managed to kill him."

The room went silent.

"You like me!" Alex said. They heard Herc stiffle a laugh.

"W-What?!" John shouted. "N-No I dont!!"

"I saw you blush!" Hamilton said.

John kneeled next to Alexander. "So maybe I do.." John admitted. 

Alexander stared at John. "Why are you staring at me?" John asked.

"Laurens I like you a lot!" Alexander recited.

"I remember you saying that when Burr told us to basically shut up!" John said.

Alexander put his hand on Laurens face, and pulled him down. He pulled John into a kiss, and John kissed back.

"I wish someone loved me like that." Herc said. He felt a hand on his, and he looked down at Laf, who was slightly red, and smiling. Herc smiled back.