Jamilton Oneshots // Hamilton ✔️

Dinner Date [JAMILTON]

Alexander ran into the fancy restaurant, his hair was everywhere, but he still looked great. His fancy- now wrinkled - suit pulled together his entire "messy" look.

"Alex!" Thomas called from across the restraunt. Alex walked over, his face flushed from all the running he had done.

"Sorry." Alex slid into the seat parallel to Thomas's seat.

"It's all good," (HEY I SAW ON DISCOVERY THAT HUMANITY HAS STOPPED EV- no.) Thomas assured, reaching acorss the table to the hold Alex's hand, "You cold?" He asked once Alex's hand was settled in his.

"Kind of."

"Here, take my coat."

Standing up, Thomas took off his magenta coat. He revealed his "fancy" attire to Alex; a black t-shirt with a small pocket and black dress pants. Once he was done making a show of taking it off, he handed the coat to Alex.

"T-Thanks, Tommy." Alex smiled. He sounded like an excited fangirl who had just met their idol.

"Shh... And don't call me that."

Alex only giggled in response.

For a minute, they both checked out the menu. Thomas kept touching his breast pocket and Alex wondered what was in it.

Little did he know there was a small square box inside. And inside that book was a small, silver engagement ring.

Little did he know.

They ate dinner talking the entire time. Thomas payed and took Alex by the habd. They each stood up.

That was when Thomas Jefferson reached into his breast pocket and pulled out a small box.

Alex gasped, knowing what it was immediately.

Thomas gor on his knees and opened the box, revealing the ring.

"Alexander Hamilton, will you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?"

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alright. of course, there will be a part two to this. in fact, there will be three part two's. one will be fluff, one angst, and one smut. chose which one you want or read a l l o f t h e m