Hamilton OneShots

First Flight Home ~ Washette

Hey! So fyi, I will be working on publishing the second half of the Thomas and Philip story, but Wattpad is being an ass to me rn, so... Idk. But here, have some Washette for Washington's idek anymore which birthday. ENJOY! -Alexander

Washington was laying in bed, it was the night before his birthday and all he could think about was his distant lover, the Marquis de Lafayette. His fondness for the boy had grown rather quickly, he found himself drawn to the Frenchman's enticing accent, and slender, almost feminine shape. Lafayette was capable of maneuvering his body in such a way that quite instantly caught Washington's attention. They had grown close during Lafayette's time in America, and it was indeed a heartbreaking departure when it came time to leave. Both men had shed tears and shared a long, meaningful hug, and passionate kiss before it came time for Lafayette to leave. Since then, Washington had felt a longing for the presence of the Frenchman he had so hastily fallen deeply in love with.

The pain was shared on the second half's side of the story. Lafayette had found his days of working and going to bed alone across the sea from his dear lover nearly unbearable. As much as he adored France and the charming vibes the people so confidently radiated, he longed for Washington, deeply. For Lafayette, he knew it would be Washington's birthday and he couldn't bear to leave his lover alone on such a special day. In Washington's mind, the day would only be special if he had his greatest gift in his arms. The day they had confessed their love, Washington felt blessed, and from then on promised to cherish and love Lafayette no matter what.

So, today was the day, Lafayette made the spontaneous decision to visit his lover, it had been to long a wait, and the distance was becoming excruciating to live with. But how you may ask, how did Lafayette come to this seemingly random choice. It started when he woke up, all he could think about was his heartache, and how much he wanted to see Washington. It had been nearly a year since they shared that kiss, and Lafayette so desperately wanted to feel it again.

Lafayette's POV
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Yeah, I hope you still remember what I look like, I haven't seen you in a minute.

I got up out of bed, knowing in my heart I was missing something, the other piece of my lonely life, my other half. It'd been too long since I last saw George, and my want had slowly developed into an endless, aching need. Looking at my practically empty bed made it even worse, I had grown even more desperate.

Last night, I had the kind of dream that you just don't wanna wake up from, and that's 'cause you were in it. So this morning when I woke up it felt more like a nightmare 'cause I rolled over and I thought that you'd be right there but, no, I'm just layin' here alone, on my own, wishing I was on the first flight home.

Waking up this morning was so hard, realizing I was alone was harder. I was still in France, on the other side of the world from the only man I was certain I had ever truly loved. George promised me that no matter how far apart we were, and for any amount of time, he would always love me, and never forget that I was his. His promise resonated with me, driving me to pack a bag, put on clothes, and get a taxi to the airport. I too had made a promise, that one day, I would return to him, and we'd be happy, no matter what. So, I held my head up high and walked into the airport, dumping whatever money it took to get a plane to see him.

I'll be home in no time, I promise when I touch down it'll be like I never left. Singing, "home in no time." By the way, check your phone 'cause I just sent you a text sayin':

Lafayette: "Hey, I've been gone forever, I'm coming home tonight. We'll be back together, this plane gon' fly. I can't predict the weather, but you should know that I... I'll be on the first flight home, I'll be on the first flight home."

With that, I put my phone on silent and awaited my flight. I could barely contain my excitement. I had been waiting a painfully long time to see the love of my life. It's morning for me, meaning he should just be going to bed, so... I'll be there when he wakes!

And I bet if I left right now, I'd probably make it to ya by the mornin'. So I'm packin' up my bags, hoppin' on this red-eye, I'll be there before your eyes even open. Hurry up and tell the pilot to take off, so we could pick up right where we left off, I can't believe it, I'm finally on my way. It feels so damn good to be able to say:

Already, the feeling of being on the plane felt a million times better, knowing that each second that ticked meant I was closer to George.

I'll be home in no time, I promise when I touch down it'll be like I never left. Singing "home in no time." By the way, check your phone, 'cause I just sent you a text saying: "Hey, I've been gone forever, I'm comin' home tonight. We'll be back together, this plane gon' fly. I can't predict the weather, but you should know that I... I'll be on the first flight home, I'll be on the first flight home."

The moment I landed, I felt a million times happier. Just stepping back onto Virginia soil made everything right, but one thing was still missing, George would be just getting up by now. I had major jet-lag, but I didn't care, I had slept a tiny bit on the plane, and that was gonna be enough. After hailing a taxi, I was internally bouncing off the walls with joy. This was the highlight of my year, it was George's birthday, and I damn well was gonna be there for it.

And now I pull up to your driveway, been a while since I've been on this block. And I walk up to your front door, I know you recognize that same knock, I hear you running down the stairs now, tears running down your face. Then you open up that front door, and I look at you and say:

When George throws open the door and sees me, his eyes widen in shock and disbelief. He was only in his boxers, having just woken up. I can imagine he thought this was a dream. I walk forward and drop my bag to embrace him, he wraps his arms tightly around me.

"Hey, I know I've been gone forever, but I'm finally home this time. And now that I'm here I'm never leaving your side... I told you I was coming, I'm sorry it took so long, I was on the first flight home... I was on that first flight home..."

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All Washington could think about was how happy he was to be holding Lafayette. The immense joy that overwhelmed the two created an atmosphere only possible in their dreams until now. Right now, everything seemed perfect. These two knew they were soulmates, the whole world seemingly melted from existence when they were together like this, all they could think about was each other as they took in this beautiful moment. The touch they had longed for was finally theirs, and the love that had always been there, now stronger than ever.

"Happy birthday love, I never forgot about you."

George blushed softly and picked his boyfriend up, carrying him inside.

"And I never forgot you my dearest, Marquis de Lafayette, I so longingly waited for your return. And how pleasant that you come home on my birthday," he said with a smile.

They shared a long, passionate kiss, only pulling away when they needed air.

"I love you, George," Lafayette whispered breathlessly.

"I love you too my dear Lafayette, always," George whispered back.