Philip woke up as a bundle in George's arms. He was gently kissing his neck and sometimes sucking little marks onto his skin. Philip moved to make more room for George, letting out a hum of approval. "Morning, Pip..." George mumbled, his voice vibrating through Philip's skin. It felt oddly nice, "Morning, Daddy..." Philip replied quietly. "'Daddy' Ey?" George teased slightly. Pulling back to see Philip's red face. "I-I didn't mean to say that..!" The smaller boy squeaked.
George chuckled, "It's ok... Today's Sunday, what do you wanna do?" He asked, gently kissing Philip's lips, that had yellow lipstick smudged on them from the events last night. (Miraculously survived the shower) "Well, Alex and his team normally plays a game of baseball against Jefferson's team, and I get to watch, wanna come round to watch a game with me?" Pip asked, excited. "Of course, Princess." Eacker moved to kiss Philip's forhead.
Philip bounced up from the bed, fishing out an outfit. "Do you want an outfit, George?" Philip asked turning to see George getting changed into what he arrived in. "Nah, i'm all good Pip. Thanks for the offer though." George smiled.
Philip turned away from his neatly folded clothes, keeping them behind his back. "You have to wait in the hall while I get dressed, I wanna suprised you with my baseball gear..." Philip smiled as George gently kissed his cheek and stepped out the door into the hallway, closing it behind him. Getting ready, he brought his pastel yellow baseball gear out from behind his back carefully. When he was finished, Philip pushed his hat over his messy curls and slipped out the door.
(Eacker just translated to Racket i can't even- *wheezes into a void*)
Eacker's first reaction was surprise as Philip jumped onto his back happily. It quickly turned to awe as he admired the younger teen. "Stop staring..." Philip blushed, and Eacker laughed, "It's hard not to stare at something that's pretty." He replied, sealing Philip's next whine in a kiss. (i feel like that didn't make sense).
"PIP! WE'RE HOME!" Alex shouted up the stairs "I've noticed!" Philip yelled back, bouncing down the stairs to meet his big brother. "Damn... Are you seriously ready before me? I'm hurt, Philip. Normally you let me get dressed first." Alex complained playfully. "Too bad, Grandpa. Get changed or do I have to wipe your ass too?" Philip replied as John and his friends started laughing and OH-ing. It got to the point where Hercules was on the floor wheezing. "Alright, alright. I'm not that fuckin' funny. Jeebus." Philip laughed nervously.
Hercules was sent into another laughing fit, and Lafayette sniggered slightly at the sight of his boyfriend. John hugged Alex from behind, kissing his neck softly. "Go get dressed, babe..." He mumbled. Alex sighed slightly. "I'm on it." The older male replied, turning around to softly kiss his boyfriend. "You're on it, like John's dick..." Philip whispered, and Hercules fell back over in tears. "Philip, Philip! Stop! Have mercy!" Herc wheezed.
George cautiously took one step at a time until he was behind Philip. "Hey, George!" Pip beamed, softly kissing Eacker's lips. John and Laf awed as Herc wheezed into a void. Alex bounced back down the stares and gave Eacker an uneasy look. "Alright, guys. Let's go!"
<Time skip brought to you by Jefferson's lovely hair & Madison's innocence>
Philip sat on the bench with George while his older brother and his friends played a match against Jefferson and his team. There was no crowd, but they weren't exactly there to impress anyone. Alex got into position as Lafayette readied his arm with the ball. Jefferson looked like he was ready to pounce on someone and Madison stood nearby, watching everyone's movements closely.
Lafayette gave a quick nod towards Alexander, and threw the ball as hard as he could. Swinging the bat harshly, Alex screwed his eyes shut and waited for the the ball to hit his bat with a large CLANK. Instead, he heard the noise of someone getting hit by the ball and a loud yelp and a few gasps from the people playing. Opening his eyes, he saw a lot of people from both teams running past him and Lafayette stood there with his hands clasped over his mouth.
Alex turned to see Burr on the floor, clutching his torso and trying to catch his breath. Philip jumped up from the bench to try and help, and George quickly followed him. He went over to Lafayette first to check on the French teen.
"I-I didn't mean to..." Laf whispered, tears welling up in his eyes. "I know you didn't, Laf. George get Herc, please?" Philip consoled the taller boy and waited for Hercules to rush over. As soon as Herc took his place, he went over to Aaron, who was leant back against Jefferson whilst Madison offered him one of his spare inhalers. "Come on, Aaron. Let them help." John urged, "I-I don't ne-need any help!" Aaron gasped, "I ju-just need to cat-catch my breath."
Madison took this opportunity and shoved the inhaler into the older male's mouth, pressing down on it and telling Aaron to breathe in. Burr did as he was told and as soon as Madison pulled back, his breathing started to clear. Everyone pretty much sighed with relief and Jefferson helped Aaron stand up. "Go sit down, Aaron." Alexander said softly, "No. I'll be fine." Aaron tried to wave everyone away. "You just got winded and flew into an asthma attack! You're going to sit down." Thomas snapped. "Who's gonna play for me then?" Aaron asked. Philip's eyes lit up. "I'll do it!" He beamed. "I'll play for you, Aaron!"
Everyone turned to Philip, "Are you sure? I'm not going easy on you because you're younger." Thomas almost sneered, crossing his arms as Eacker helped Aaron to the bench.
A short time skip bc i'm trash and really want to upload this quick
Philip stumbled back until the ball was in his range. Everyone froze and watched the younger Hamilton raise his arms. "He's not gonna catch that, i mean, Cmon!" Jefferson yelled as the ball started falling.
Narrowing his eyes, Philip focused on the small dot in the sky and readied himself. As soon as he realised he was in the wrong position and had moved too far back, he dove forward and caught the ball before it made contact with the ground. The grass stained his clothing and everyone let out a small gasp. "I got it!" Philip cheered, holding up the ball.
Philip laughed as Alexander lifted him up and everyone else started cheering, except for Jefferson and Madison. Madison soothed his fuming boyfriend as he fussed over the amazing catch.
"That was awesome, pip!" George laughed as he approached his boyfriend with Aaron tagging along behind him. "Alright everyone here is staying over at our house tonight!" Alex shouted, and everyone started cheering again, "Woo! Party!" Herc laughed. John quickly pulled Alexander aside and they started talking quietly.
"Fine... Jefferson and Madison can come too..." Alex huffed, crossing his arms. Madison turned to look at Jefferson's expression, which was an unpleased one. "Alright, we'll come." James announced before Thomas could get a word in. "Have you gone mad?" Thomas seethed quietly. "No. Come on Tommy, it'll be fun..." James whispered. Thomas growled slightly, "Fine. You're lucky I love you."
I am trash. I'm sorry for not updating things have been a bit rough lately :P promise i'll get back on schedule, if not, crucify me.

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BaseBall Boy (Pheacker)
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