THOMAS POV
"Oui ! Je l'adore!" (translation: yes! I love it!)Laf squeals like a school girl. Alex simply gives a knowing smile and types something down on his phone. " Ok, the song is being made."
"What do you mean, I didn't even tell you what I wanted like!" I exclaim. " Trust me." Alex smirks. "John is making the music." I cant argue against John. He is a truly gifted composer. He actually does the music for those nature documentaries.
"what about the costume?" I inquire. "Thats the fun part!" Alex beams. "Herc is coming over to do some sketches with you!"
As if on queue the horse fucker that is Hercules Mulligan walks through the small cafe doors. Well... more like bursts through. "Brahh Brahh I am - JEFFERSON!" Herc screams " Alex why the fuck is he here if he is causing you harm I will kick his ass."
"Actually his ass is why I asked you to come." Alex says. " But I thought we were designing a costume for Laffy's San Francisco free skate." Hercles whines. " amour, je n'ai une performance pour un autre 8 mois." Laf says rolling his eyes. (translation: Love, I dont have a performance for another 8 months. )
"We Actually want you to help design a costume for Thomas' U.S.A regionals performance." Alex chirps. "Why in gods name are we designing a costume for your enemy." Herc scoffs. Alex simply sighs and pulls me into a kiss. It was kind of awkward considering our first kiss was on a couch and now the we are standing I have at least a heads difference to Alex Height-wise.
Laf starts squealing again and Hercules just stands there, mouth agape. When we break away Herc drops his sketch pad and Laf starts yelling about how he ships it.
"Guys." I say and they both stop and look at me. " I kinda need a costume."
"Sure. How about you two go and figure out the choreography and we will get started." Herc says motioning to Alex and Lafayette. "Oui, lets go." Laf says and shoves Alex out the door to start interrogating him.
Hercules leans over the table and pins me to my seat. " Look you little Francophile." He says staring me down. "You better not hurt or use him."
" I would never blow out the flame that is guiding me through the dark." I say just a seriously as Herc. " Good, but that was really cheesy." He says loosening up and sitting back down. " Thank you, can we get to this costume."
ALEX POV
As soon as we leave the cafe Laf starts to question literally everything.
"How long has this been a thing? What is your ship name? Can it be jamilton? Have you screwed yet? When are you getting married? Is it Facebook official ? Does washing-dad know?"
"Laf Jeez calm yourself."
"We actually only became a thing this morning. Not all couples need a ship name. No we have not screwed YET. We became a thing this morning I doubt we will get married anytime soon. I don't have Face book. Don't call Washington that ,and no, he doesn't know." I say ."Now can we get to the coreo, you are one of the best coaches we have."
" Well I cant make a solid routine yet considering we dont have any music yet but considering how fast John works we will have it by tomorrow." Laf says resuming his serious coach mode. "Great" I say "It's supposed to start out kind of soft and kind of sad then go into a hardcore and powerful chorus."
" I can work with that. But I need you to be my model." he says smirking. " Fine." I sigh and step onto the ice.
Lafayette creates a circular step sequence in only 20 minutes. It consists of a few crosscuts spread eagles and some spins. "Ok Alex I want to save the big jumps for the climax but before that I want a Half biellmann spin then glide into a scratch spin and for the climax a circular glide then....a quadruple lutz."
"WHAT! I don't think I can do that. I don't even think Thomas can!" I shout at the french-man. "I cant do what?" Thomas asks walking toward the Kiss and cry with Herc. "Mon dieu(my god). A QUADRUPLE LUTZ! Alex just show Thomas the sequence WITH the quad lutz please. I don't care if you land it." Laf yells from the edge of the ice.
I cave once again and start the sequence. When I get to the Biellmann spin Thomas whistles and Herc starts laughing hysterically. I turn bright red but its hard to tell because it is already red from the amount of times Laf made me redo the sequence. I finish the glides and jump into the quad lutz.
I manage 2 turns before I fall. Flat. On. My. ASS.
Thomas half runs, half slips to me as he is still wearing sneakers. Laf just tuts and says "Déçu ( Disappointed) Alex. Not even enough rotations." "Hey! Its not even my routine." I say brushing ice off my jeans as Thomas helps me up. "I mean I saw what I need to do and I think I can try it." Thomas says hopefully. " Sure then macaroni fucker. Give it a go." Herc says.
Thomas grabs some rental skates and steps onto the ice. He starts the routine without a hitch. I always watched Thomas' performances live on T.V but seeing them in real life is so much better. Thomas moves with the grace of a dove and his technique is flawless. His movements are sharp and skillful, yet free flowing and almost Seductive.
He is perfect.
He Lands the lutz perfectly and Lafayette throws his hands up in delight. "Maintenant que ce que vous appelez une séquence!!" (Now that's what you call a sequence!!) He yells in french.
" Ha ha, Thanks, it feels great to be doing a programme again." Thomas says while brushing the ice off his blades. " We got four great concept designs done." Herc says showing us his sketchbook.
The first one is a Magenta vest with silver zips all over it. Paired with black tights and boot covers and a long white shirt.
The second is a sheer silver one piece with gold fabric covering only his shoulders, chest, and... important bits. I point to it and giggle. " I want to see you in that one tommy. " I chuckle as Thomas turns as red as his hoodie.
The third Is a fully black one-piece with a magenta stripe lined with glitter in the mid section, much like Thomas' skates.
And the fourth and final design Is another black one piece, with silver gems that look to be breaking away to reveal a swirling magenta pattern on the top.
"Wow." I breath. "Herc its gorgeous."
"Thanks, now time to send one of these of to be made." Herc says. " I want the last one." Thomas says smiling. " GREAT! thats the first 50 seconds of the programme done. We have a costume design and Bella just went online and made your booking! I told you we could do it Thomas!" I say and Thomas grabs my waist and kisses my nose.
"Why do you always have to be right." He mumbles into my hair.
"I don't have to be, when i'm with you I just am."
(A/N)
Yay, finally a long chapter! 1242 words. I added a video because WHY THE HELL NOT!
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Blades: A Jamilton AU
FanfictionJefferson is devastated after breaking a 3 year winning streak at the Blue Swords, Junior Grand Prix event. His life is in shambles and he can't seem to think straight. Until he gets back on the ice and runs into someone that could change his life.