Feelings || John Laurens + Alexander Hamilton.

13- Just Right.

John POV

"I love you too." He had said. He loves me. He loves me and everything was okay. He said he loved me and all of my problems disappeared, and I was able to sleep last night. Because he told me he loved me. And that was enough

"Hey my little turtle boy." He called. I was on my bed, it was 4 pm and our classes were done for the day. He was in the kitchen area. "Yes honey?" I answered. "Can you run to the corner store and get us some more milk? Oh and maybe some microwaveable food? Its awefly hard to find something good to eat for dinner." He was shuffling through cabinets. I chuckled. "Alex, tell you what. How about, we, go for dinner, just the two of us, I know a place, they've got some rockin pizza and grinders. We could get some, grab a few drinks, and talk." He paused shuffling with things and looked at me, "Like a date?" I thought for a second. "Yeah, like a date." A smile appeared on his face. "I'd like that." I kissed his cheek hugging him from behind. "I'd like that too." He twirled me around.

"Um, lemme grab my stuff and uhh, get ready." I stuttered. He smiled and watched me walk to my bedroom. A good 10 minutes later, I came out of the bedroom. He smiled at me. "You're gorgeous." He whispered. "A-alex come on, it's just some skinny jeans and a hoodie." I blushed. "But on you its so muxh more." He whispered in my ear, holding me from behind. I shivered. "A-alex. S-stop." I felt him smile. "How about we stay home." He gently twirled me around and pinned me against the wall. He kissed me. He hasn't kissed me in a while. This kiss was different. It was long, very much desired, and passionate. "Alex." Small moans rolled off of my lips. Maybe it was his passionate, devious smile. Maybe it was the way his lips moved on my skin. Or the iluminescent way of the city lights while I was slowly turning darker. But something told me I wanted him. And something told me we should do this. But there was another thing. My conscience. Which told me that we should wait. It told me that we weren't ready and that there's so much more we have to learn about each other before we start this fire. "Alex." I said. He continued. I dont blame him, it came off as a moan. "A-Alex stop." I said. In the most normal way I could. He immediately stopped. "Whats wrong princess." He looked at me. I felt like crying but I didn't. "Alex... I love this." He grew a proud smile. "Me too." I smiled. Then it faded. "But-" "But?" He looked worried. "But. I don't think we should do anything. Yet.. I think we should wait till its more special and I think we should know eachother a bit more." I didn't look up at him. I was too scared he might think I'm crazy. He lifted up my chin. "Baby boy." He whispered. "Yes?" He kissed my forehead. "I agree. I think we should wait to do anything crazy." I smiled and hugged him. Without any words said, in a flash. He picked me up and threw me onto his bed. "But it doesn't mean I can't make you mine." He smirked. I chucked. "So territorial." "You aint seen nothing yet." He climbed on top of me and began to kiss me. I couldnt help but smile while we kissed. He was making me his.

But smiling turned into moaning, and that was all that was needed.

A/n: its fucking 1:16 in the morning and its a school night I have to be up at 6 I hate myself.