I Don't Like Your GF (Lams//Modern AU) ✖

~Nine~

    I sat on the side of John's bed, looking down at my phone, sighing and looking at my work schedule. I heard Laurens groan and more than likely sit up. "What's up sweetheart?" I shook head. "I just got called into work." John wrapped his arms around my waist. "Don't you have some sick days?" he asked me while kissing my neck.

"Yes, but, I have a meeting, then Hercules and Lafayette both want to see me..." Laurens went over a pre-existing hickey, kissing and licking. I bit my lip, sighing deeply. "Laurens.." he moved away from my neck. "Can't you just stay here with me?" he tried once again. I shook my head. "Laurens, I have to have time to figure out how to hide this..."

"I have some concealer somewhere in here, but I'm so proud of how well I've claimed you, you may need to whole bottle."I blushed lightly. "Is it really that bad?" he chuckled. "Decipher that for yourself, I think you still look very beautiful. Was I called in too?" I nodded. Laurens rubbed my thigh. "Okay, let's get dressed, wanna shower with me?" I nodded without hesitation. "Good. Let's go get ready."

Time Skip.

I walked into the meeting, John following closely behind. "You look so handsome." I whispered to him. "Thank you Alex." The two of us sat a few chairs and the table away from each other. I began to take notes on the room, the people around the table and vaguely what my boss was saying. "Hamilton?" I looked up.

"Sir?" I responded. "What would be our next move in this situation?" Washington asked me. I looked down at my paper. "Uh, well that would send us into another war of course, which of course wasn't the best decision so the only way to avoid that is to... pardon my french, but: fuck Britain over." I explained.

"And why is that?" he asked. "Well, you see, that would obviously piss the kings off, sending  us into another world war." I explained. "Kings..?" I heard Madison ask. "Yes, the kings of Great Britain are gay, I'm actually quite close friends with them, as is Mr.Laurens." John waved shyly. "Hm, I never assumed openly homosexual men could gain that much political power without being tripped while climbing up." James mumbled. "Oh, trust me, they were." I added on.

"Well, thank you, Alexander." I nodded with a smile before picking up my pen and continuing to write. This was gonna be a long meeting.

Time skip.

 I spun in my chair, hearing a knock on my door. I hummed and looked up. "Come in." I yelled while stopping the chair, facing the door. Washington peeked his head through. "You're dismissed son." I nodded. "Thank you sir." I stood up and began packing my things. "Alexander, can I ask you a question?" I glared at George while he closed the door behind himself. "Of course, sir."

I picked up my coat and briefcase, throwing my coat over my arm and my briefcase in he other hand. "Uhm... this is difficult, are you involved with anyone but your wife?" I furrowed my brow. "No sir." he sighed. "I've seen you with your wife and you two seem like you don't actually have any sort of a relationship." I froze. "You can tell me anything son, I promise, it's in confidence, I won't tell anyone." "Uh..."

"Laurens~! Fuck~! You're so fucking amazing~!"

"Uh..."

"Do you know that the one thing I've ever truly wanted to do is make sweet, passionate love to you? And now I get to do it.~"

I shook myself out of this daze and loop of memories. "No, I'm not, I'm very committed to my marriage." I lied and forced a smile. "I can see when you're lying to me son. Y'know that when you came to me, and you told me that you had no credentials, no previous experience in politics and all the you knew how to do was write and speak, I saw something in you. I saw potential. I saw a boy who the world just didn't treat right, who god just wasn't ready to treat the way he deserved." I stood still, taking in the lecture and reminder of where I came from.

"I knew you really had something to give to the world. And that brightness in your eyes when I told you on spot that you had the job. I went with my gut feeling and I'll never regret that. I think of you like a son, and that says a lot because Martha won't stop adopting children, I love her but goddamn, she needs to chill." the two of us giggled. "But seriously, I love you like you're my own, so it hurts me to think that you don't trust me enough to tell me if something's going on." I sighed lightly.

"I... Fine, I'm in a relationship with someone. Yes. But Eliza knows." George nodded. "Who are you in a side relationship with?" he asked. I gulped. "You'll hate me fore it, you'll tell the press-" he cut me off. "No I won't, father son confidentiality, I can't tell anyone. Once it passes your lips it'll never pass mine again."

I took a deep breath and looked down. "John." "Is that why you think I'll tell the press?" he asked me with a scoff. I nodded "You thought I'd hate you for being homosexual?" I nodded. "You're a riot Alexander. No, I still love you like a son, I still think John is an amazing employee, I'm glad that you two are happy together, I just want you to be careful because the world isn't kind to people like yourselves. The same rules apply, make sure you take care of him and make sure he takes care of you."

I nodded and looked up at him, seeing the most unprofessional smile on his face. "C'mere and give me hug." George held his arms out and waited. I hesitated but put my things down on my chair and walked over to George and hugged him, Washington rubbed my back. "Do you love John?" he whispered to me. I nodded. "Does he love you?" I nodded. "Good. Then hold on to him, alright son?"

I nodded and sniffled while pulling away from the embrace. "You alright?" he asked me. I nodded. "I just really love him and the only people we've told are the kings and," I wiped my face while sniffling. "I never had a father or a mother to tell me that they supported me and that they loved me, and that they'd care for me in the same way even though I'm gay."

George embraced me again rubbing my back and shushing me, simply repeating; "Everything's gonna be okay, I'm right here." and I believed him, for once in my life, I believed that everything was okay, I was safe and I'd be okay. I had my father figure, and I had my boyfriend and... that's all that I needed. Just some love. Some care. Some family.

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