I laid in bed with John, one of my arms draped across his bare stomach, my head next to his and our legs overlapping. Laurens and I were obviously both good and awake at this point. "Alexander?" I hummed. "Do you love me?" I nodded. "Absolutely." I responded while snuggling up to him even more.
"I love you.." John whispered. I love you too Laurens." John held me tightly. I kissed his cheek, moving to his lips and kissing him passionately. A Sudden ring arose to his doorbell. I groaned as John pushed me away. "Just ignore them Laurens, stay here with me." I tried to kiss him again, only to be pushed away yet again.
"I need to see who it is." John stood up, I admired the dozens of passion marks and scratches on his body, almost as though each of them marked him as my own. John looked back at me as I started staring at his ass. "Alexander." I looked up and giggled. "I know, I know" John shook his head and walked to the window, peaking out and turning around quickly with widened eyes. "It's my ex wife." I shot up. "Oh shit, what the hell is she doing here?" I whisper yelled while standing up.
"I don't fucking know! I- Fuck! Today she's swinging by to pick up the box I told you not to touch! Motherfucker!" he explained. "Get dressed, try to fucking straighten up, I'll stall for you." he directed while pulling a pair of jogging pants on. "Sure can do baby." John started to run out of the room. "Wait!" I walked over to him and kissed him, hearing the doorbell ring again. I pulled away. "Just relax. I'm not here, I'll hide in the closet." John nodded and left the room.
JOHN P.O.V.
I opened the front door seeing Mary stare deeply into my fucking soul, almost like she could see something. "John... I see you've gotten over me quite quickly." she stated while looking at my neck chest and torso. I gasped quietly. "Oh, I have... needs y'know." I chuckled nervously.
"Seems like someone really put effort into this, she must be expensive." Mary added. I forced myself to smile. "Y-Yeah." I leaned against the door and gulped. "So, You find another man yet?" I asked already knowing how easy I am to replace. "Actually no, I haven't." I nodded. "So can I come upstairs and get my box?" She asked irritably.
"Oh yeah! C'mon." I stepped aside, gulping in fear of Alexander not being prepared. I walked up the stairs in front of her. "You were right, the house is way cleaner without me around." she commented. I nodded. "mhm I'm always right you just don't listen to me." I walked up to the door taking a deep breath and opening it, seeing the closet door close.
"Alright Mary, c'mon in and grab it, it's right," I looked up and saw the box on my bed. shit, thanks Alex. "On the bed." Mary picked the box up and turned around. "She's in the closet isn't she? so obvious." she put the box down and walked up to the closet, opening the door, revealing a seated Alexander. Alex hesitantly waved.
"I... You're fucking your secretary? Wow." Alexander stood up slowly. "Look, I can explain-" I cut Alexander off, already knowing what he would say. "Yeah... but, I'll have your ass on a platter if you tell anyone Mary." I threatened.
"Well shit, I think it's pretty motherfucking kinky. I mean, what reason DON'T I have to give you up to the post? I mean, they have a queer as their goddamn vice. I'm so tempted to call the NYP right now." I stammered trying to figure something out.
"I'll give you up for credit fraud and adultery, you don't wanna fuck with me. I can dig up any bullshit on you that I want. You really don't want this Mary." I explained.
"Fuck, I'm not afraid to serve some jail time." she admitted. I shook my head. "You should be. I can fuck you up over a charge a possession of child porn, I can plant any of the shit I need, and you know they don't like pedos in the jails." I stepped closer to her.
"Fine, but just know I'm not afraid to die in order to humiliate your bitch ass." she whispered to me before walking away, taking her box. I froze until hearing the front door close. "Laurens, she is bat shit crazy. I would've divorced her too." I spaced out.
Yknow, Alexander seems like he loves me but... I would leave me. I mean. I'm a terrible person, a terrible partner... I'm just lucky... fuck...
"My Dearest?" I looked at Alex. "You okay? I kinda lost you." I sniffled and nodded. "Laurens please don't lie to me..." I looked down. "I just... It's just that I broke up your marriage... It's my fault you two aren't properly together anymore... if I'd never kissed you then you and your wife could be happy together, and my wife and I would've separated and I could've found someone new or just been content with having no one and being in mad love with you." I described.
"Yes John all of that could have happened. Yeah, sure, maybe we wouldn't have Congress on our asses twenty-four seven, but think farther. With your current mental state I'm afraid you would drink yourself half to death or... shit even worse kill yourself... you can't handle that kind of stress dear.. you're strong but not strong enough to handle such strong feelings... you can hardly keep your hands off of me."
I sighed and looked away. Alexander put his hands on my chest. I looked back at him and put my hands over his. "But... because you kissed me that night, we practically live together, I'm very happy with you... We have three wonderful supporters... your wife is out of the equation, you aren't lonely and I love you too... shit, you can hardly keep your hands off of me."
I smiled and kissed his forehead. "Thank you Alexander. I really do appreciate it."
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Excuse any mistakes I may have made in the next couple of chapters,my ADHD is snorting crack with this friggin medication I'm taking. f u c k.
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I Don't Like Your GF (Lams//Modern AU) ✖
Historical FictionTwo happily married men. Alexander Hamilton and John Laurens. Accept- they're kinda dating and fucking on the side. Sure, there's love between the two of them but they're in intense politics, if someone were to catch on their careers would be over. ...