Hamilton Ship Oneshots

Werewolf john x alex (really long chapter)

Word count : 5311
This one is really long bc it was a rp with my friend so half credits to Hecking_Seagull  😘 you had better be proud of me - this took over three hours to correct everything.)
(Warnings : making out, gore/death)

John ran through the forest, swishing his tail as he made his way through some bushes. He looked behind him, he had lost the hunters. He was safe - for now. He came across a hut, he mad himself presentable, he tucked his tail in his pants and his ears in his hoodie.He knocked.

Alex sighed as he dropped his head back against the -admittedly, cheap- pillow, groaning internally when it split beneath his neck. He'd had a long day with all these dead animals, and had been looking forward to a nice long- *knock, knock* Groggily, he rose, and after deciding he looked somewhat presentable, made his way to the door.

It started to patter with rain on John's neck as he grew more impatient, "H-hello?" John said.

Alex blinked owlishly at the boy infront of him. He appeared to be in his late teens, and was soaked to the bone from the rain.

After receiving no answer, john said "hello" again, this time more confident. Distant gunshots rung out in the distance.
John whimpered and shrunk deeper into his jacket.

Then Alec snapped into gear; "oh-oh, do come in... the house's quite a state, but you wouldn't mind, would you? If you don't want to, there's a town a mile east, near the hunting agency,you can't miss it. Bright lights, car engine noises, it's obvious really but I wouldn't have a problem if you wanted to stay- I mean, it gets quite lonely this deep into the woods"

"No, no , no. Am I a bother if I stay?" John asked, looking behind him repeatedly for hunters.

"No... I could sort you a room and bed with you need a place to sleep as well."

"Thank you very much, sir." John said, stepping inside and unzipping his coat.
"Ahh... don't call me sir, it makes me sound old" Alex laughed, and held out his arm to take John's soaked coat.
John smiled to himself. He felt rude for asking but once he was inside he began to question the man ahead of him, "how old are you and why are you this deep into the woods? Haven't you heard of werewolves? Oh - how rude of me! I'm john." He said sticking his hand out.
John grimaced as he said werewolves. Sure, he was only an omega and very young, but he was still a threat.

Alex ignored the incoming questions- "Hi, john"- and lead his new guest into the spare room which was (luckily) much tidier than his own. He fiddled with his hands, and, with a sudden mood change, muttered, "it's not much, if you need anything I may-may be able to get it, but I don't have that much money. You'll have to-to make do for now..."
"It's completely fine! I wouldn't want to rob you of your money!" John said politely.

For the most part, the white walls were bare, and the small amount of furniture consisted of a wooden-framed bed, a desk, bedside table, and wardrobe-bookshelf"
"Thank you so much again sir- i - i mean ... " john trailed off, not knowing his name.
The older male grinned- another mood swing, what was up with him today? "Hamilton. Uh- Alex hamilton."
"Hello alex!" John smiled, "how old are you - if you don't mind me asking, I'm 19, 20 soon!"

Alex blinked again- this man barely was a man! "22, 23 in January."
John sat down on the bed and swung his legs back and forth. John suddenly froze as a pang of realisation swept over him : This man could do anything to him and John wouldn't be able to do anything as they were in the middle of the forest. But john wouldn't want to hurt him to defend himself - he was so nice!