30 Day OTP Challenge

#8- Drunk In Love (Lams)

Don't judge me. Hamilton is life.
Thanks XxHamilfanxX for the prompt ^-^
(Btw this is set in the 1700s sO~)

John Laurens is drunk again.

Yes, again.

It's not a surprise, really. He's heading to South Carolina tomorrow, he had a.. farewell party of sorts. I couldn't go, of course, I'm far too busy to attend such pleasantries. But afterwards, he turned up at my house, drunk off his ass.

He's sitting on the couch now. He clutches a piece of cloth in the shape of a duck- don't ask.

It was probably Mulligan's.

As Eliza puts Phillip to bed, I tidy up my war plans. I sit on the couch next to John and smile at him.

He's giggling and laughing like an idiot, a large smile on his face and a slightly red tinge to his freckled tan cheeks.

(OKAY BUT LIKE. IMAGINE LAURENS SMILING LIKE THAT. I CAN'T~ HE'S SO ADORABLE.)

Eliza tells me she's going to visit her father with her sisters. We say goodbye with a kiss on the cheek and I turn back to Laurens, who is now looking at me with.. is that.. jealousy in his eyes?

"Aleeeeexx. You're the closest friend I got," he smiles and whatever it was in his eyes goes away. "And im John Laureennnss in the place to beeeee, two pints of Saint Adams but m'workin on threeeee." He giggles and shuffles closer to him.

"My god, you really are drunk," I laugh and he gives me a lazy smile.

"I love you."

The three words ring out across a now-silent room. My eyes widen and my breath is taken away.

"Wh-what?" I ask.

"I am not throwin' away my shot with you, Lex. You an' I, do or die!" He laughs and looks at me.

"Laurens. Do not throw away your shot. I am AL-EX-AN-D-ER,  we are meant to be." I say firmly before pulling him over and kissing him.

He doesn't kiss back for a moment, and I freeze up. But then his lips move in rhythm with mine, and I smile. He pulls away and whispers:

"This is so wrong.. we're both men.. and what about Eliza..?"

I bite my lip. I had only ever thought men could love women. And as for Eliza-

"We'll deal with it all later,"  I smile and kiss him again.

He happily kisses back.

Hey, yo, I'm just like my country. I'm young, scrappy and hungry.

And I am not throwing away my shot!