Hamilton OneShots

Acceptance & Love ~ Hambury fluff

This is a story I wrote like 8 months ago and never finished, so this is pre-wattpad stuff right here that I'm finally showing you guys. And much convenient timing that it comes out right after my coming out chapter.

I don't think there are any trigger warnings for this, there is no suicide or anything, but there is brief mention of previous self-harm so I guess there's a slight trigger warning. Anyway, enjoy the story.

Alexander Hamilton's POV

Sam and I had been friends for a long time. Sure, in the beginning, we had our differences, but that changed when he was being bullied by a teacher. George King. You see, Sam hasn't always been the way he is. When I first met him, Sam was in fact, female.

This was never the issue between us, it was often a dispute over something political. I hated how close he was with Mr. King, it was like George King was his scapegoat from the outside world. They were so close and Mr. King protected Sam like he was his child. But that changed when Sam came out as transgender.

It was slow at first, but over time, the distance between him and his once loving teacher grew tremendously. It was like a fire that was slowly consuming their relationship.

Finally, Mr. King snapped.

And their once close friendship had been reduced to a pile of ashes as if it had never existed. Sam was hated by him. Tormented and harrassed by the once loving British teacher who once thought so fondly of him.

That's when I chose to step in. I set aside the differences between Samuel and I, and intervened. Now, Mr. King and I already hated each other, but my decision to save Sam from this hate and pain caused a world of insults to rain down on me.

But I stood by Sam.

So here we are, away from the horrors of highschool and ready to start our days in college. Sam was working day and night to raise money for top-surgery. In the meantime, he wore a chest binder. Often making it way too tight. Today was one of those days.

We were standing in our dorm, just talking like we normally would, when Sam started coughing. He started telling me he couldn't breathe and that's when I started to worry.

Third Person

Alexander rushed to the aid of Samuel. He quickly took off Samuel's shirt and saw that the binder was digging into his skin.

"Samuel I've told you so many times not to do this to yourself."

He helped Sam take off the chest binder. Samuel was now left topless, staring down at his chest as if it were something taunting him.

It truly was. Every time Samuel looked at himself in the mirror, his chest was a reminder of the pain and suffering he endured while being taught by George King. It was now where he started to cry.

No words could describe how Alexander felt. He hated having to take the binder off of Samuel, but he knew it was unsafe. He knew if he continued to let Samuel torture his body that he would wind up hurt. Alexander took off his sweater and put it on Sam's smaller frame. To be honest, the baggy sweater concealed Samuel's chest. Which comforted him a bit. Samuel was quick in hugging Alexander tightly.

Alexander hugged back, whispering nothing but positive, sweet words to his hurting friend.

Oh how he wished they were more than that.

"Sam look at me."

Samuel sniffed and looked up at Alexander, his bright sea-green eyes staring into the dark brown eyes of Alexander.

"You don't have to hurt yourself and put your body through torture. You don't have to look like a man for me to see you as one. You don't have to convince others of who you are."

Samuel's eyes gave off an innocent and pure shine.

"You don't have to prove that you are a man. You already are one."

"And I love you."

Those words had the biggest impact on Samuel. A switch in his brain flicked on. And he realized how much he had been ignoring Alexander's attempts at flirting. He realized how much he was missing Alexander's hints.

He realized how much he loved him back.

"Y-you do?"

Alexander smiled, his eyes showing a look of acceptance and love.

"Yes Samuel, I've loved you for a long time."

Samuel stood on his toes and softly pressed his lips against Alexander's.

And for once in his life, he felt truly accepted. For once in his life, he trusted someone again.

You can't tell me that wasn't cute. I loved writing that so much. But I'm not gonna brag, there's probably better Hambury stories out there. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed, have a wonderful day or night. I'll be updating again soon.

-Alex