Hamilton x Male Reader - One Shots

Children - John Laurens

A/n: heyo, still want to do an isle of dogs au but idk why you think anyways yah, carry on :)

±Lets Start±

{Narrators Pov}

     The conversation had been in pregnant air for some time now. John did want a child, maybe two, but could that be possible without a surrogate mother? Maybe. Was it a yes-no situation? No. Why was this even a subject in their conversations? Who knows. M/n would, now and again, indulge in the thought of spawning a child into the world with his partner. Though those moments of thought were few and far between, to John, it was at least something.
     The next Monday was a restless work day, full of whining customers and screaming children clinging to their parents. M/n couldn't bare the cacophony of screaming, he quickly talked to his boss, faking sickness, then left as quickly as he could, bagging two days off in the process. The h/c haired male returned home and took a long deserved shower, waiting for his partner to return home, one and a half hours left. Silence filled the small cottage, bouncing on and off the walls. The stove that was emitting heat up and into the pan above cursed the room with sizzles from the mushrooms and onions, later adding bean sprouts and different leaves, then adding tomato and other vegetables, tofu soon joining as well. A pan was boiling with rice in it just next to the frying pan, the food being made for a stir fry, and once the rice was nearly done cooking, the front door unlocked, and the taller, curly haired male walked in, sending a confused glance the c/n's way. It was unusual for m/n to be home before John was, and it was even more uncanny that he was making dinner, or had enough time to make such a thing.

"N/n, what're you doing home so early, you want some help in there?"

"Nah, I faked sick and can skive work for the next two days, just making stir fry anyways."

     John wandered up behind the working male, wrapping his arms around his waist and placing his head on the others shoulder. Looking over it to see how the food was coming along.

"Hey, John, can you get the cutlery out and such, please?"
"Sure, babes,"

      The food was soon dishes up, the china plates and transparent glasses holding the meal adorned the table. Soy sauce was placed on the table next to the fruit bowl and scented candles John insisted on having. Over the faint noise echoing from the television small talk was made between the two males, although it was just short bursts on and off a subject or two.

"Hey, m/n, what do you think about children,"

"If you're asking if I'd want children with you, then it's a yes, but we're both men and can't naturally have a child."

"We could get a surrogate?"

"Why not get an animal first, like a puppy and a kitten, or something like that, then we can see if we're even ready for a human baby."

     The short conversation ended there, although was continued the next morning, after a long, well deserved sleep the night prior.

^The End^

A/n:idk what to write and I'm sorry it's late ma dudes :)