Jamilton Oneshots // Hamilton ✔️

Robbery [JAMILTON]

Alex's boss, George Eaker, had called him telling him to be at the location of the robbery in five minutes.

Alex arrived ten minutes later.

"Alexander." George growled as Alex left his car. The job Alex had as a crime scene investigator had been the only job he could get and was decent at. As a result, he got a boss that abused him and used his lack of money and talent as an excuse to regularly abuse him. Alex immediately felt his eyes water at the thought, remembering all the scars he had gotten from that man.

"S-Sorry."

"Sorry, sir. I'll teach you a lesson later," George muttered and then spoke louder to conceal the whimper that Alex produced,"Go speak with the store owner."

He pointed a man in the corner of the store. He was tall, with poofy hair, and great bone structure [for a greasy little nobody]. Alex liked what he was looking at.

No.

All the good-looking men always turned out to be straight with a girlfriend. Alex was bisexual. He could settle for a straight girl, but he preferred men. As he thought about this, he also walked over to Thomas and began to spoke.

"I'm Alex. I investigate... s-stuff." He looked down at his notepad and pulled out a pen.

"I'm Thomas. I own... a-a jewelry store."

Alex blushed, but Thomas couldn't tell.

"I need to know more about the robbery."

"Ask away." Even though Alex wasn't looking at Thomas, he knew he was grinning.

"Okay. First off-"

"Hamilton!!" The piercing ugly voice of Alex's cruel boss rang in his ears. Alex knew better than to tell him he hadn't even started and waved to Thomas. For the first time, he looked up. Thomas looked back with eyes that danced and smile that screamed 'happiness.'

"Nice day." Thomas said and walked off first. Alex smiled. It wasn't going to be a good day.

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"What were you thinking getting there so late?!" George flung his keys on his desk and turned to Alex, who shrunk down.

"I-I'm sorry." Alex whispered.

"Yeah, well sorry ain't good enough." George grabbed the small boy's collar and shoved him against a wall.

Alex gasped and whimpered, not even struggling to get out of his grip.

"You little slut," George whispered and slapped Alex in the face, "Get on the floor."

Alex did as he was told and stayed there as George continues hitting him and ended up beating him.

"Next time try to be earlier." George whispered to a panting, crying Alex. Alex only nodded and whispered a small 'yes, sir.' He then stumbled out of the office to be meet with, the one and only...

Thomas the Store Owner.

"A-Alex? Are you okay?" Thomas fan over to Alex from the waiting room and wiped away his tears with his thumb.

"N-No." Alex whispered and let himself hug Thomas tightly.

Thomas was surprised. But he couldn't be for long and went to hug Alex right back.

"What's wrong, Alex?"

"Y-You can call me Lex." Alex placed his hands back together and began to fidget with his fingers.

"What happened, Lex?"

"George. He hit me." Alex whispered. It was loud enough that Thomas could hear but barely.

"Ohmygod, Alex are you okay?!" Thomas began to freak out and slipped his hand under Alex's shirt to look for scars. He found many. The entire time, Alex was blushing.

"S-Stop. Just get me out of here." Alex smiled and so did Thomas.

END OF THE STORY THEY ALL LIVED HAPPILY EVER AFTER. THOMAS GOT ALEX A JOB AT HIS STORE AND NEVER ABUSED HIM I SHOULD WRITE ANGST-