Jamilton Oneshots // Hamilton ✔️

Partners [JAMILTON]

"For this project, you will be working in groups of two. Because of arguments and fights that are happening more frequently, I want my class to get alone. Hence, my choice to put you in groups. The person in your group will be the person who I want to assume you hate. Have fun!" Everyone in the class groaned at this. Mr. Washington was already terrible at knowing who were friends, making him a master at making partners out of enemies.

"Do we have to?" One girl asked. Alex looked behind him to see who it was and saw Angie, a smart and talented girl who loved the aspect of not doing work.

"Yes," Mr. Washington stated grimly, "Since you asked that question, I'll make sure to partner you off first."

Angie looked at him with fear as the class waited for her fate. It was going to be bad, obviously. Angie got in arguments with everyone, mostly boys though. Even her sisters agreed that Angie got mad quickly, but it was a great quality for Angie since she got to test her debate skills. And she sure was great at debating.

"How about... James Madison." Everyone gasped. James was Thomas Jefferson's best friend and always stood beside his beliefs. James probably had a crush on Thomas, actually. Angie fought with him more than she fought with Thomas because Thomas believed he was too good for her.

"Will do." Angie glared at James and James squirmed in his seat, obviously a bit nervous.

"Who wants to go second?" Mr. Washington asked, smiling evily.

Alex slowly raised his hand.

It would be better to get it over with quick, but not by getting in trouble like Angie.

"Alex... Oh that's easy. Thomas Jefferson." Alex practically fell back into the desk behind him. His mouth hung up and his eyes widened. Thomas Jefferson was satan.

"Well, this is a great day." Alex heard Thomas mutter from two seats away. He glared at him and flipped him off. Mr. Washington didn't notice, as he was deep in thought, thinking about whoever Aaron Burr hated.

~~~

On the bus ride home, Thomas slid in next to Alex.

"Your house." He whispered shyly. Alex looked at him and laughed. Thomas's head snapped up and he made sure to get a good, hard punch on Alex before moving seats. Alex held his jaw for a moment before another person slid in next to him.

Angie.

"Hey, Angie." Alex greeted her warmly. They were good friends.

"Hey. I heard Thomas is your partner for the project."

"Yeah."

"Sorry about that."

"It'll be fine."

~~~

At Alex's stop, Alex stopped by Thomas and pulled him out of the bus. None of them spoke until they arrived in Alex's house. No one was home.

"So, uh..." Thomas looked around at the Christmastime decorations. They lived in the outskirts of Arizona and although it didn't look like Christmastime, it was. As they walked through the house, Thomas noticed Alex stopped under the mistletoe. 

"Where do you want to... work?"

"I don't care."

"Let's do it here." Alex lead Thomas to the living room and they each sat on opposite ends of the couch.

~~~

Most of it was awkward. Alex and Thomas just looked at each other and discussed their hate for Mr. Washington. Sometimes, Alex's eyes would meet his eyes. Thomas thought Alex's eyes were fascinating. They were two different colors that each matched his red hair. But, the more he thought about this, the more he realized it was Alex he was talking about. He was supposed to be gay for James...

"Thomas!" Alex yelled, causing Thomas to jump.

"What?" Thomas sneered.

"Do your work, god." 

Thomas nodded and they both got back to work.

Little did Thomas know, Alex was thinking about how much he loved Thomas's hair.

~~~

"I have to go." Thomas mumbled, hearing a horn honk outside.

"Oh." Alex sounded disappointed.

They both stood up. This time, Alex walked past the mistletoe. But Thomas stayed standing underneath it. Alex looked back at him, a slight blush making his face turn pink. He had already realized what Thomas was doing.

"Come on." Thomas didn't budge. Alex slowly walked over.

"Stay for a bit, Lexi." Alex blushed at the nickname and stayed, looking at Thomas's hair. 

"What's up, Tommy?" 

"There's something I want to do to you."

"That sounds really wrong, just freaking kiss me."

With that, Alex punched Thomas in the stomach. As Thomas doubled over in pain, he kissed him.

"Why'd you do that?" Thomas yelled, his face red from the kiss.

"Mm, I kissed you because I like you, Thomas," Alex smiled, "I punched you because you're too tall."

~~~

my wrist and head hurts