Hamilton Fanfictions

Hurt (Hamulligan, HamLaf)

Okay well this was in my drafts and I just decided to finish it since I didn't have anything else to do. so oh well, enjoy?

Warnings: Cussing, mentions of cheating.

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They laughed together, and walked down the empty streets of the outskirts of New York. The smallest contently holding his hand as they went, while the other just held because he wished for it, his flirting not stopping since they met up that night.

"You know it really is too bad." He began, chuckling when the other man turned and focused on him, "You really could use a Frenchman in your life."

It was Alexander's turn to chuckle, turning back to the streetlights as he hummed, "Don't I already have one?" He asked, eyebrows wagging.

"Not fair. You're not completely mine."

"Jealous?"

"A little."

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Alexander sighed as he saw him, his boyfriend protectively holding him to his side, his eyes narrowed as they looked at each other.

Lafayette sighed, watching his man with agitated eyes, his eyes rolling as he eventually turned away, taking another drink.

"...Forget this, forget him." Laf would tell himself, "He doesn't love me."

Hercules would be between them at all times, usually just trying to distract Alexander, or just show him off, usually by fixing his collar to allow it to go lower then always being sure he was always at his side. Hatred pure in his eyes.

Alexander would stay quiet, looking at Hercules sadly, before he would give Lafayette apologetic glances whenever he had the chance.

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Hercules was gone.

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Alexander kissed him like he was never going to see him again, like they belonged together...like he was loved.

Lafayette pulled back, hesitantly, twisting his hand through his hair as he watched Alexander slowly crawl over top of him. The Frenchman sighed as he arched his chest up to the smaller mans as his neck was kissed.

"Please." Alexander mumbled into his neck and Lafayette forced a moan back down his throat, being silent. "Laf-"

But he pushed himself up, the Frenchman shook his head, pushing Alex off and standing up. "Alex I can't." he whispered, running his hands frantically through his own hair as he sighed.

The smaller sat up, wiping his mouth as he looked up quizzically at the man. "What'd I do-"

"Nothing!' Lafayette cut him off, breath speeding, "You did, nothing. Just give me a moment, I don't want to-.. I can't do this." Lafayette stuttered, and Alexander nodded slowly, not one to be pushing this.

"I-I need to go." Lafayette muttered and quickly walked out, leaving a confused Alexander behind him.

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It had been two weeks since either of them had talked, Alexander knew that something had happened. As he sat on Herc's couch, watching him work as he held his book in his lap that the other had bought for him. He smiled softly when Herc looked up at him.

"Damn Alex, you're still reading those fucking books? I got those for you like on Christmas." -When they were dating.

Alex laughed softly, "Hey, Harry Potter never gets old."

Hercules rolled his eyes a bit and chuckled, "Alright." he hummed and went back to his shirt, humming contently.

Alex read for a bit longer then set down his book, marking it, he got up and got a coke then came back, cracking open the can and sitting down, taking a drink.

Hercules watched and smiled calmly at the other. Alexander coughed a bit on the fizz then laughed with Hercules.

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Later that night

Alexander groaned and fell over top of Hercules, panting with him as Hercules shuddered, finishing their night off and let Alex get up, wiping himself off then cleaning off Hercules' thighs and chest, kissing him sweetly. -Hey, at least they finally finished together this time....

As Alexander cleaned off, Hercules sat up, watching him work away in the bathroom as he chuckled to himself, surely those bruises would take weeks to fully fade.

Alexander had casually begun crawling back to the man and kissed him for a bit, both giggling and cuddling now until they fell asleep.

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When Alex woke, a fully dressed Hercules was sitting on the edge of the bed, face in his hands as he muttered to himself constantly.

Alex slid out of the blankets, looking at the man with question, and Hercules soon noticed he was awake. He glared at him, and his face looked hurt, he threw Alex's phone on the bed then stormed out, Alex looked at his phone then picked it up, looking at the notifications.

4 Missed Calls from Laf

Laf: Alex, where are you? Delivered 11:25 p.m

Laf: Alex? Delivered 11:28 p.m

Laf: Babe answer me. Delivered 11:47 p.m

Laf: Whatever I did, I'm sorry. Please just answer me. Delivered 11:53 p.m

Alexander stared at the notifications and pursed his lips, turning off his phone and walking after Hercules, putting on his boxers on the way.

"What the fuck?" Hercules whispered as he drank his coffee, staring at the black sour tasting liquid instead of Alexander.

"I thought we were done." Alexander murmured.

"Apparently you were wrong."

"Clearly."

They stood in silence and Hercules sighed, "I can't believe you. That was probably the best night with you I have ever had. And you are still with fucking Lafayette." he spat.

"I didn't know!" Alexander yelled at him, "We haven't talked in weeks."

"Oh, so now you think that just because someone gets busy that they are over you, Alexander?" Hercules yelled back, "You're fucking unbelievable! It's me or him. You need to make up your mind." he hissed, fighting back the urge to cry again, like he hadn't already cried all morning when he had Alexander asleep.

Alexander sighed a bit and looked down in defeat. Before he could try to think over his words he just spat them out, "I want you!" he whimpered. Hercules stared at him blankly and stayed quiet, they stared at each other for a few moments then Alexander threw himself at Hercules, the two sharing in a kiss and Hercules even picking him up, they kissed for a long while before Hercules decided to break it for air, Alexander sighed.

"I love you."

"I love you too, Alex."

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