A/N
So when this is finished me and my friend are thinking of collaborating on a sequel to this sooooooooo lemme know if you might want that
THOMAS POV
I wake up to a generic apple ringtone blaring through the room. Alex groans and checks his phone. "What do you want Laf its a day off today. Why are you calling me at 8:30?" Alex says, his husky morning voice very prominent. After Lafayette's response Alex yells "FINE" into the phone and hangs up. "Lemme guess he wants us to meet at the rink?" I say turning to face Alex. "Bingo!" Alex says jokingly and kisses my forehead. "Jesus he is a demanding person."
Alex puts on a navy blue shirt and sweatpants and I put on some ripped jeans and a magenta letter mans jacket over a white shirt.
We pull up to the rink and head inside, passing the blue haired girl from earlier. Lafayette greets us but Alex just storms past him and into the cafe. I turn to Lafayette and he just shrugs so we start discussing the other skaters at the competition. "Soooo Charles lee is going to be there so is Minako Jans, George King, Ronaldo Sanches, Felix Quaino, and John Adams." Lafayette listed. "Pfft I hoped for my comeback there would be a little more competition." I smirk. Alex then comes running out the door with three coffees in a cardboard tray.
" IF YOU'RE FORCING ME TO BE HERE THIS EARLY IM HAVING CAFFEINE FIRST!" He yells and slams the coffee on the rink edge. Lafayette steps back in fear while Alex violently sips the coffee. "Alex, babe calm down." I say grabbing his hand. He just kisses my hand and hands me coffee. He shoots Lafayette a dirty look and shoves the coffee at him.
"Okkkkk." Lafayette says. "You need to go over the routine 10 times then you can leave." Laf continues. Uggggggggghhhhh this is going to be a loooong practice.
TIME SKIP
After 3 hours of non stop skating I glide off the ice and immediately flop down on the bench. Alex had gone to get Hercules but he just so happened to walk in at that moment and hear me groan in pain. He drops his keys and makes a beeline for me.
" Marie-Joseph-Paul-Yves-Roch-Gilbert du Motier, marquis de Lafayette!" He yells. "HOW MANY TIMES DID YOU MAKE HIM REDO THE ROUTINE WITHOUT A BREAK???"
"Ummmmmm. 16times." He mumbles.
"WHAT THE FUCK!!" He screams and the blue haired girl leaves the skate hire to see whats going on. "Let me see your feet." He dead pans at me. " Its fine. Im fine." I say.
He completely ignores me unlacing and pulling them off. He pulls of my socks and lets out a loud gasp. They are beet red and covered in blisters.
He says nothing picks up my skates, punches Laf and pulls me out of the building.
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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.
