Hamilton One Shots

{Jamilton} Sephora (22)

▲▽Alexander Hamilton's P.O.V.▼△
★Modern AU★
★・・・・・・★ ・・・・・・★

"Thomas, come on!" I complained, looking at him as he finished applying his eyeshadow. 

"Hold on, let me do my eyeliner and then spray some setting spray," he replied, not focused on me but on his masterpiece of a face. 

I sighed, looking at my watch.  We had to meet up with Hercules and Lafayette for a double dinner date tonight and Lafayette wanted Thomas to show him his best makeup skills.

Finally, Thomas stood up and looked amazing, as usual. "I may need more eyeliner tomorrow, could we go shopping please?" He begged as we walked out the door, my keys in my hands.

"I don't mind. Just as long as we get to go to target after because I wanted to get a new book," I told him, a smile on my face as he led me to the elevator.

"Of course!" He replied, the elevator opening for us and we walked in.

We met up with Mulligan and Lafayette at the restaurant, something in french I could never get right. It was something I never understood. Lafayette said it was just something made up, but it looked close enough to french, right?

I pulled out a seat for Thomas, letting him sit before I sat beside him. Lafayette and Hercules sat next to each other. We'd usually do the traditional sit across from each other date thing, but Thomas wanted to hold my hand tonight, which I was okay with.

We ordered drinks and looked through the menu. Hercules kept adjusting his bow tie and I smiled to him, giving him an unnoticed thumbs up by the other two who looked at the menu in interest. Hercules smiles and nods, his eyes on mine before looking back down at the menu.

Hercules was planning the whole night tonight for Lafayette. He wanted a double date, then Hercules is going to take him to the first place they found each other (the park) and propose. 

We ordered our food and after a bit of talking, Lafayette smiled at Thomas.  "Your makeup looks amazing," He gushed, smiling.

"I tried really hard today," Thomas admitted, his hand finding mine under the table.  "I just wanted to show you my best."

"You'll have to show me.  Maybe we could practice on each of our boyfriends," Lafayette turned to Hercules who almost spat out his drink.  I laughed and looked at Thomas who was smirking at me. 

"I'm okay with it," I told him, shrugging.  "As long as you're happy, I'm happy."

"Aw!" Lafayette gushed from across the table, his head resting on his hands in adoration.  "Hercules, why can't you be like Alexander with this type of thing?" Lafayette complained, his voice sounding whiny. 

Hercules cleared his throat of water, or whatever he drank of the water without spitting it out.  "I will let you do this to me, but at least have a makeup wipe, unlike last time," Hercules crosses his arms in a pouty form. 

I started snorting.  "You did his makeup and had no other makeup wipes?" I asked Lafayette, trying to stifle a laugh. 

Lafayette crossed his arms as well, his face brightening.  "Oui, I forgot that we didn't have any makeup wipes so Hercules had to go to the store with the makeup on.  And I completely messed up on one eye for the eyeliner so I felt terrible."