Hamilton Oneshots

Zombies and Glasses [Zombie! Mulligan x Survivor! Hamilton]

Heeeyyy this is for the #GayZombieProtectionSquad -_John_Laurens_- LazyRiiver TipsyLilRox stardust-cake _Get_Spooked_Boi_ I forget who else is in the squad bUT ANYWAYS ITS GAY ZOMBIES

This is ridiculously short but I'll make longer gay zombie things later--

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It was a morning like any other for Hercules. Standing outside his boyfriend's room as he waited for him to get dressed, avoiding eye contact with any of the other humans in the group that happened to walk by. No one else really understood why Alexander was keeping a zombie around, but since Hercules never made a move to hurt anyone, they begrudgingly let him stay. Some thought Alex only kept him for his own benefit, to mask his scent from other zombies when he went out. Others thought he was some form of pet, or Alexander was just delusional. In reality, they were dating- the best two could date in a post apocalyptic world, at least.

This morning, however, the survivor was taking a lot longer than usual to get changed, but before Hercules could knock on the door to check on him, it was pulled open.

"Hercules~!" Alexander let out a frustrated whine, grabbing the zombie's hand and pulling him into the room. "Help me find my contacts, I can't kick ass with these fuckers on." He let go, turning to face his boyfriend as he pushed up his glasses.

Hercules stayed quiet for a moment, taking in Alexander's appearance. He rarely let anyone see him in his glasses, so this was a rare sight. The zombie only wished he had both his eyes so he could fully take this in, because Alex looked mighty fine in those nerdy glasses of his.

Alexander tilted his head, looking up at Hercules with a confused expression. "Herc? You alright? You're staring."

"So cute..." Hercules muttered as he limped closer. Alex's cheeks turned red when he lifted his chin up, and Herc leaned in, getting a better look at him. "Don't wear... contacts..."

"That's sweet of you Hercules, but I have to do a supply run today and I can't be worrying about them falling off or... getting in the way..." Alexander slowly trailed off when the zombie started playing with his hair, and he let out a small sigh, relaxing into his touch. "Stop being so perfect, I can't say no to you..."

"Then... say yes..." Hercules grunted out. He badly wanted to gush over how adorable he thought Alex was, how precious and pure he appeared with those glasses, but being a zombie he could only speak slowly in simple words. With how flustered Alexander was becoming, though, it was as if he could read his mind.

"Fine... I'll wear them for you, okay?" Alexander gave a small smile. He placed his hands on Hercules' shoulders, standing on his toes to kiss him on the cheek.

"Okay..." Hercules smiled back, moving his hands down to rest on the human's waist. With a careful glance back to make sure no one was looking, he pressed a gentle kiss to Alex's lips. He would fight anyone who claimed there was any zombie luckier than him.