Brown Flowers- Hamilton Oneshot

(A) (S) We Need The Money- Jeffmads

TAKING REQUESTS

Warning: There is going to be some sexual themes in this, mainly prostitution. If any of that upsets you, please don't read this. You have been warned.

"Past due! Aaron they all say past due!" James cried into Aaron's shoulder. His boyfriend grabbed the note and re read it multiple times.

In about three days all of their appliances were going to be shut off, and in about a week hey were going to be kicked out of their small apartment.

"Shh, it's ok baby. We are going to figure it out. I can ask for extra hours at my job, maybe Alex with give me a raise? I've been working a lot, he has too. Don't worry." Aaron pulled James closer, and hugged him as tight as he could. He was so scared of ending out on the streets, again, that he couldn't even think straight.

"Aaron, you have asked Hamilton for a raised before. He always says no. Why would this be different?" James looked up from Aaron's chest, and sobbed.

"I can explain to him what's happening."

"Isn't that what you did when we were about to loose the car? Look at what happened, we have to walk to our destinations."

"I can ask him if he can give me my check now."

"You've tried it, sweetheart."

Aaron looked down at his lap and started thinking. There had to be something he could do, there had to be something the both of them can do.

"Aaron, I have a way we cold get money, but it is going too upset you." Aaron looked down at James completely confused.  "What? How?" Aaron slowly started to perk up.

"A few months back, Maria told me about the industry that she works in. She said that she did it with some of her friends for extra money, so she basically does it all the time." James looked down at his hands that were resting on his lap, so he could avoid looking Aaron in the eyes.

"She said that it pays well, about seven hundred an hour," "Jimmy, why haven't you done this? Do you know how much we could do with that much money? We could move out of here in a matter of weeks, get a new car, upgrade our phones even? Baby, do you know what this means for us?" Before Aaron could continue, James broke down in tears.

"Aaron, the job she was talking about was prostitution. There is this man that goes there, well these men, Thomas Jefferson and some sort of king. They are very wealthy and they give a lot of money-" "No," Aaron said sternly. "You are not selling yourself to some low-lived-pricks. You are mine, they don't get to have you, I do. No. We can find the money some other way." James just kept shaking his head. "We need the money. Just one or two sessions-" "NO , JAMES! I DON'T WANT YOU TO SELL YOURSELF TO SOME FUCK BOYS OFF THE STREET. YOU ARE MINE!" Aaron paused and took a breath. "I don't want you to do this for some money. We can loose this house, we can loose everything we have, but as long as I have you I don't care about what happens to us."

Madison looked at Burr, and he remembered why he fell in love with him. He was so caring, a little protective, but he thought it was cute. It was apparent that Aaron really cared about him.

"Ok, I won't do it," James smiled sadly. They both knew that he was lying. Later that night James would probably leave to perform 'services'. Aaron hated the thought, but they needed the money. As fucked up as it was, they needed the money.

James checked to make sure that Aaron was asleep. After checking for the fourth time, he finally grabbed a bag and went out the door.

Maria told him that she would pick him up to take them to their normal corner. As expected she was sitting in her car lighting up a joint. She seemed very uneasy, James could swear that he saw her shaking.