Hamilton OneShots

Turbulence ~ Lams

Okay. I just wanna start off by announcing something. Or rather making you aware.
So as you know, I love taking requests. But I need to tell you that there are some ships I am NOT comfortable writing. I will be doing the requests I have promised, however I have a list.

•Thomgelica (Thomas x Angelica) I am comfortable writing this ship in a strictly friend-like manner.
•Elams (Laurens x Alexander x Eliza) Once again. Friendship is 100% okay with me.
•Pegrens (Peggy x John) I see these two getting along just fine as friends.
•Hamliza (Eliza x Alexander) I just... No. I apologize
•Hamgelica (Alexander x Angelica) Same as above
•Madigan (Hercules x James) I never saw the point of this ship... And to me it's a little weird...

I really hope you don't hate me, I just dislike these ships and if I dislike something it's very hard for me to produce quality work.
Now. A few of you have requested a few of those ships, and I am happy to do them this one time. I want to deliver on my promise, so I will do the Thomgelica and Elams as promised but after that, please don't request those ships. Sorry for any inconvenience....

Anyway. Welcome to the special that I promised you guys, I know I said 10,000 words but for now I hope it's enough... This is now in honour of my 100+ followers. I started writing on Wattpad for the sheer enjoyment of writing, but it seems now that the payoff was well worth it. I love writing, you love reading. It's perfect. And I want you to know that if you ever need to talk to me about something. Whether it be personal or not, please do. I am ALWAYS here for you guys, same as you are for me. Okay, enough ranting. Please enjoy the story. It's based off true events that happened while I was returning from Seattle, Washington. ENJOY!! -Alex

John Laurens POV

"John... Why did we have to fly back?" Alexander whined to me as we stood in line at the airport. Currently, we were in Charleston, South Carolina. I was visiting my sister who kindly drove us here in the first place. But unfortunately something came up for her and she was unable to drive us back. Problem was, Alexander hates flying. HATES IT. He was very explicit in his wording of his opinion when I brought up the subject. Personally, it doesn't bother me, but I can see how the rough winds that bring turbulence along with it may be upsetting for him. But Alexander has to return to work. As much as he doesn't want to. I told him everything will be okay, and he just has to breathe and remain calm. Yet no amount of cooing and praising was effective. We walked up to one of the many desks to collect our tickets.

"Hi there, how can I help you two fine men?" The lady asked in a chirpy southern accent.

"Uhh, w-we j-just-" I cut Alexander off before he made a stuttering fool of himself.

"We need our tickets for our flight to New York," I replied smoothly.

"Of course, just need to see y'alls I.D."

I gave her a pleasant smile and grabbed my I.D as well as Alexander's. I hand them to her, she gives me a cheerful "Thank you" and proceeds to print our boarding passes. She hands me back the I.Ds as well as the boarding passes and proceeds to tell us which way we're going.

"Thank you, miss," I say kindly to her.

"You're welcome, Y'all have a nice flight now." She chirped happily.

How someone could be so happy at 10:30 pm was way beyond me. Alexander mumbles something tiredly that I don't quite hear the first time, or the second, or the third.

"One last time darlin'? What did ya say?"

"I said she sounded like a female Jefferson." He says flatly.