Valley Forge (Alexander Hamilton x Reader)

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     The gleaming sun is what wakes me. Not my aching back against the wood door. Not my recovering heart ache. Or even the sight of Alexander curled up against me dying in his sorrows. That bastard of a sun is what brings me back to reality.
     Alexander shifts and panic rises in me wondering if I woke him. Did I bring him back to his pain? I took his treasured sleep. My panic finally washes away when Alexander lifts his head smiling. His messy hair framed his face and his violet-blue eyes are filled with hope. I smile back at him and he leans in carefully pecking my lips. He pulls away only a little so we are only centimeters apart. I open my eyes only to be met by his. The bags under them are fading and his eyes are filled with a loving look. It comforts me.    
     "Good morning darling," He says quietly still very close to my face.
     "Good morning," I say is a hoarse voice. My face gets red with embarrassment at my morning voice. His morning voice was low but angelic. While, mine was scratchy and deep. His smiles widens at my redness and he laughs quietly.
     "Don't be embarrassed my love, your voice is beautiful," He cooes. I smile at him finally getting rid of my red. Instead of answering him I lean kissing his rough cheek. I can feel him smile while my lips are attached to his skin. I pull away as his hand gently holds my chin. He directs me to his lips and we passionately kiss. I can feel our love radiating off each other as I deepen the kiss by placing my arms around his neck. He directs me onto his lap with his hands carefully placed on my hips. I pull away for air as I admire his facial features. He had a chiseled structure but all around he had a fresh-face. He looked young and alive. His face was weather-beaten from the war but that never bothered me.
     "What are you looking at?" He asks with a small laugh. I laugh too as I reply simply "You."
     "What about me are you looking at?" He asks me while he lifts his left eyebrow. I laugh hard as I place my hand on his chest to stead myself. Once I calm down I start to rant, "I was looking at your untamed hair, your violet-blue eyes, your carefully placed dimples, and most of all your blinding smile," Once I say that he purposely smiles big and I jokingly pretend to swoon over him making me fall off his lap in laugher. He joins in my laughter as we just stare into each others eyes. It is silent for awhile but not an uncomfortable silence, it was a silence of each other just basking in the glory of the other.  
     "What would you like to do today, love?" He asks.
     "No work?" I ask him. He shakes his head in a 'no' form. I smile.
     "Well I don't know if you remember but on our first date you asked me once my foot heals that I would dance for you," I say quietly. He smiles at me as he talks "Of course I do."
     "Maybe we can go down to the park?" I ask.
     "I would be honored to go to the park with you," He tells me.
     "Great!" I yell as I quickly stand up.
     "Alaska!" He yells to me as I start for the stairs.
     "Yeah?" I ask.
     "Would you like breakfast first?" He laughs.
     "Yes please," I tell him as I make my way up the stairs to get changed. I make it to his room and I walk over to my trunk with all my dresses and corsets. I find a simple dress that was a pastel purple and had a baby pink belt that had two strings in the front. The dress was long sleeve so it would fight against the cold November air. I put on my simple black flats and brush my long blonde hair. I place my hair into a loose bun with small flyway's dancing around my tan skin.
     I walk downstairs where I am met with Alexander cooking some hot cakes, cold bread, and some sausages. He places my breakfast on the table and pulls out my chair for me. I bow to him as a thank you and then I sit down. He walks over to his side sitting down then digging into his breakfast.
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     A hour later and we have finally made it to the park where we had our first date. I smile as the memory's of that day come back to me. Everything was easier back then. I didn't dread waking up or hate the fact that I who is flawed survived while others who were perfect in every way have died to soon. I push away my demons once we reach the bench we had once sat on years ago.
     I carefully slip out of my flats and Alexander guides me into this garden with a beautiful fountain. Alexander bows down to me then asks "Pas de Duex?" (A dance for two) I smile at him and I bow back as my response. I start off the 'dance of two' with adaglo. I do soft movements as I lead into an arabesque lifting my right leg behind my body and extending it into a straight line. Bending my knee into a 90 degree angle I am now in an attitude position. I carefully place my foot back down as I start a pirouette spinning on my left foot perfectly. I stop the turn by a plié.
     I turn to Alexander and he has a smile plastered on his face. I grab my flats again carefully sliding my aching feet into them. I sit on the edge of the fountain with Alexander next to me.
     "That was beautiful love," He tells me and I blush.
     "Thank you," I tell him shyly. I look away trying to hid my blush as I let out a small laugh. He holds my chin and glides me to look at him. We stare into each others eyes for a while silent just like earlier that day.
     "It brings me so much joy to see you smiling again," He says breaking the silence.
      "Me too," I reply. I lean in kissing him passionately. He grips my hips and attempts to pull me closer when I pull away.
     "Alexander! We are in public," I say quietly.
     "No one is around anyway," He says flirtatiously. My faces burns up. In all the years we have been together we have never gone that far. We were always busy or to tired to even think about it. Or at least I was.
     "Alexander, I've-nev-er done this befo-re," I stutter. Yes, technically I have when Noel would force himself on me but I've never with someone I loved or even remotely liked. I lean closer to him and whisper "I'm not having our first time together in a park," His face is gentle as he laughs "I was only joking, darling. I want our first time to be special not in some trashy public area," I laugh with him relived we were on the same page. My mind starts to wonder and I ask something I will regret immediately, "Have you ever?" I quickly place my hand over my mouth from finishing my sentence. He tenses up at my words and quickly try to fix what I've done "You don't have to answer that. I'm sorry."
     "No, no it's okay. Yes I have a few times. Meaningless one-night stands when I was drunk off my ass. All before I met you," He confesses.
     "Oh okay," I say awkwardly. I am happy with his answer it could have been worse.
     "You don't need to answer this but have you ever besides Noel?" He asks not looking at me but at a small pink rose in front of us.
     "No, but I don't count Noel as ever doing it. I was unconscious most of the time anyway, I don't even know really how it feels I was always numb or just screaming so much I couldn't focus," I admit. He looks over at me and pulls me close. I rest my head on his chest peacefully and we just sit there watching the sunset over the beautiful hills of New York.