Hamilton x Reader Oneshots

James Madison X Reader~Jealous much?

Time: Hamiltime

Request/Prompt: Must I write every single sentence! *collapses like a drama queen. Just kidding! Thanks for the request yandere_madison !

TW: Angry Mad-ison. Hahaha ha ha h-No? Oh ok. But besides that no.

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James Madison POV

I stood patiently in the corner with my friend Thomas Jefferson. He was busy rambling to me about Alexander Hamilton.

"-the only reason that he ever gets what he wants is because he was Washington's right hand man," Thomas explained to me in an annoyed tone. I nodded slowly, my attention elsewhere. I stared off into the centre of the ball where a certain (H/C)-haired girl was dancing around with another man. She looks like she's having fun.

"-and all he does is just argue against me no matter wh-James? James! Are you even listening?!" I hear Thomas snap at me, waving his hand in front of my face.

"What? Yeah of course I was listening," I lie before moving his hand away from my view. I glance once more towards (Y/N). Our eyes interlock and she smiles in return. She waves a goodbye at her friends before walking away closer to us. I fix up my collar before she comes up.

"Hi James! Thomas," she waves as she greets us with a slight curtsy. We both bow in return as she giggles using her white gloved hand to cover her mouth.

"You do especially look wonderful tonight Ms. (L/N)," Thomas remarks as (Y/N) smiles sweetly at him, moving her (F/C) dress so we could see the pattern. I cough trying to refrain her attention on him.

"I think you look wonderful as per usual," I add in glaring slightly at Thomas. Her gaze is now focused on me. I could feel butterflies fluttering around in my stomach as she looks at me with her gorgeous (E/C) eyes.

"You both are too kind, this is simply something I found in my closet," she admits with a sheepish grin on her face. Just as I was about to open my mouth a young blond man came up from behind her and tapped her shoulder.

"Pardon me Madame, but you looked absolutely stunning from across the room. Would you do me the honours of this dance?" The man asked holding his hand out for her.

"O-Oh! Thank you, I would love to dance with you," she responds, slightly turning pink. She takes his hand and starts to walk out with him.

"Bye! I'll see you later!" She calls out waving goodbye to us. I snarl at the man as he walks out hand in hand with (Y/N). I watch slowly as she dances elegantly with the man and huff slightly when he places his hands on her waist. I imagine myself as the man being able to dance with (Y/N). I see her beautiful smile up close and the way her (H/C) hair falls delicately past her shoulders. (If you have short hair just change it with: and the way her hand fits perfectly in mine.) My fantasy is cut short by the sound of Thomas's loud gasp.

"You're jealous aren't you?!" Thomas gapes pointing towards (Y/N) and the man. I roll my eyes before scoffing.

"I'm not jealous. What are you even talking about?" I ask in nonchalant voice. Thomas smirks at me with a knowing look.

"Of course you aren't. Your super jealous," he says in a obvious way.

"I'm not jealous ok!" I exclaim in a frustrated tone.

"Wanna bet?" He argued as I try to block whatever he was saying.

"I bet that if that guy tried to kiss her you would be absolutely furious," Thomas claims tapping his chin with a wide grin.

"I am perfectly fine with (Y/N) kissing someone else," I lie through gritted teeth.

"Of course you are. Meaning we can bet $10?" He questions as I roll my eyes and nod. Thomas smirks before leaving to go speak with someone else. Finally. I look back to the centre of the ball but (Y/N) nor the man were there dancing. I glance around the ball searching for her but fail to. I give up and decide to go and get a drink. Once I get the drink I take a sip to refresh my mind from whatever Thomas had told me.

'I'm not jealous right?' I think to myself as I finally see (Y/N) waltz into the room, this time with a man with dark brown hair. She seems to be laughing at whatever he had said and I nearly wanted to choke. I gripped my drink tighter before trying to recompose my self.

'You're not jealous Madison. Just concerned for her. Right?'  I think again before peeking at her through the side of my eyes. The man seemed to looming closer to her face and I was about to yell. I excused myself last multiple people before interrupting whatever the man was trying to do.

"I'm sorry sir, but I must borrow (Y/N) for a second. Would you excuse us?" I spat out at the man, waving him away with my hands. He walks away but not before leaving a kiss on (Y/N) hand. She smiled and waved goodbye to him before staring at me with a glare.

"What was that for?!" She hissed. slapping me slightly on the arm. I took a deep breath before taking her hand.

"Would you like to dance?" I murmured silently. She blinks several times before her cheeks tint a light pink.

"I-I, umm... alright," she responded in a softer voice. I took her hand and lead her to the dance floor. She placed one of her delicate hands on my shoulder and one in my hand. I put mine around her waist and swayed along with her to the music.

"I'm sorry for barging in on your conversation," I apologize as she laughs.

"Oh don't worry. He was getting a little too personal for me anyways," she admitted shrugging. We continued to talk and dance until the music ended.

"Oh! Look at the time! I promised I would be back home by now. It's been a pleasure dancing with James," she declared with a small curtsy. I bow back but before she leave I grab her wrist.

"Wait!" I sputter out quickly. She stops and turns back.

"What is it James?" She asks, her (E/C) shining in the light.

"I-I, well. Would you like to join me at the cabinet meeting tomorrow?" I babbled as she stared at me with a smile.

"I would love to James," she responds before waving goodbye and finally leaving. I stare off as she leaves before I feel a hand grab my shoulder. I turn back to see Thomas with a large grin.

"I win the bet," Thomas concluded with his hand out. I groan before placing the money on his hand.

I can't wait to see you again (Y/N)...