•~Political Paradise~• (Thomas Jefferson x Reader)

Chapter 11: Moving

   Y/N's POV

   I woke up to someone knocking on my door.

   Without even bothering to get changed or anything, I just hobbled over to the door, opening it slowly.

   No one.

   I figured that Thomas was leaving me a letter again, so I looked down on the front stoop, and, sure enough, there was a letter sitting there.

   I struggled to get it open, since I was tired. But when I finally did, it said in neat handwriting:

   My dearest, Y/N,

   There is something that I would like to run by you. Please be at my house when you're done getting ready so that we can discuss it.

   Lots of love,

   T.Jeff

Wondering what he could have to tell me, I threw on some clothes, brushed my teeth, did my hair, and waltzed out the door.

I knocked on the door of Monticello in a rhythmic pattern, and Thomas opened the door almost immediately. "Hey, Y/N!" he said, his usual happiness radiating off of him.

"Hey!" I said back. "What did you want to tell me?"

Thomas suddenly looked nervous. "Um...come in. We can discuss it inside," he smiled.

"Okay..," I said, actually starting to get a bit worried. Thomas moved to the side so I could step inside.

I did, closing the door behind me. I turned to face Thomas, and when he didn't say anything for a while, I decided to ask him what he needed to tell me. "Thomas? What did you need to tell me?"

Thomas took a deep breath before asking me. "Y/N...I'm moving to New York for business purposes--"

He was cut off by me gasping.

"--but, I was wondering if you would like to come and live with me. I can't imagine life without you."

I thought for a moment. "I would love to!" I then looked around Monticello, and Lafayette was nowhere to be seen. "On a completely unrelated note, where's Laf?"

Thomas beamed. "Laf bought a house in New York, fairly close to where we're gonna be living. That is, if your dad is okay with it."

I smiled, but my face fell two seconds later. I knew that there was no chance that my dad would let me move in with Thomas. I smiled sadly. "I can ask him, but I doubt that he'll let me live with you."

Thomas nodded. "I understand. When you get your dad's answer, please come over to let me know."

I nodded and dashed out of the house to ask my dad. By the time I got to his study where he was silently writing, I was out of breath and panting like a dog.

My dad heard my heavy breathing and turned to look at me, an eyebrow arched with concern. "Y/N? Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I just need to ask you something," I said in between gasps.

Dad completely faced me. "Ask away, darling."

My anxiety made its appearance in my body. "Thomas is moving to New York...and I wanted to know if I could move in with him there. I can't imagine life without him."

As soon as the words escaped my mouth, my dad shook his head. "No can do, Y/N. You're not allowed to be that far away from me."

My blood ran cold. I immediately fell to my knees and began begging Dad. "Please, Dad!" I wailed. "Thomas is super important to me, and I don't know what I'll do without him!"