Jamilton Oneshots // Hamilton ✔️

Meeting [JAMILTON]

mentioning of some stuff / trigger warning kind of⚠️
Alex skipped down the stairs happily. Today he was going to meet his internet boyfriend, James Reynolds. James was always super kind with him and Alex rcouldn't wait to meet him. They had never called each other before, but Alex was still excited, since he had seen Reynold's face before.

When he got to his table, he took out his phone and began to text Reynolds.

alex.is.non-stop; hey! can't wait to see you, finally 💕

jamesxalex; me too! hey, can i have one last picture of... you know what *winky face*

alex.is.non-stop; of course, baby.

Alex look for a mirror, taking off all his clothes on the way there. When he was done taking the photo, he sent it over to James, who replied quickly with a 'see you later.'

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Alex was so joyful, it was hard to drive. He kept going in and out of lanes like a crazy man. The drivers behind him honked and tried to get in front of him. He replied with a quick smile as they passed. The boy was more giddy than he had ever been before.

He arrived at the bar they had chosen to meet up at one hour early. He scrolled through YouTube, talked on the phone with his friend (Eliza), and went through some old videos as he waited. When James arrived, Alex didn't notice him at first.

Then, when he looked up and saw a large man around his age with a shady outfit step in front of him saying, "Are you Alexander Hamilton?"

"That depends, who's asking?" Alex asked. He was nervous maybe James wasn't who he said he was. Was James... this man? The man himself was a light-skinned boy with dark brown eyes. He was taller than Alex and was wearing a sort-of  gothic outfit, complete with a leather jacket.

"James Reynolds." He smiled, taking Alex's hand, which was sweating more than usual. Alex didn't pull away though. Why?

James pulled Alex into the restroom, which was empty. It wasn't a one-person restroom though. Once they got inside, James swiftly pulled Alex into a stall and locked the door. Alex finally let go of his hand, going to the corner of the stall.

"Come here, Lex."

"You can't call me that anymore, faker." Alex yelled. He was hoping someone would hear him. Now that he had gotten over how good James looked, he realized he was about to be raped. 

"Lower your voice." James slapped his hand over Alex's mouth, but Alex continued to scream through it loudly and obnoxiously. With his free hand, James slapped him. Alex kept screaming. James kept slapping him.

This continued on for a while. James hit Alex until Alex's face was as red as a cherry and tears were rolling down his face. Luckily, the crying helped him scream louder. He had almost lost hope though. Maybe no one would come-

"Hello?" A shaky voice could be heard. Alex screamed, this time somehow getting a word out.

"Help!" 

The stall door is kicked down. I gasp and the door hits James on his back. He whimpers underneath it and tries to grab for me. I stand up and walk over him. After leaving the stall, I look up at my savior.

A dark-skinned man whose taller than me, like James. But by a lot. And I mean a lot. A lot. Other than that, he has great hair and eyes that twinkle when I look into them. He's wearing large glasses along with a coat and jeans. I love his outfit, look, eyes, and the way he saved me...

"Hi." He greets me.

"Hey." I greet back, grinning like an idiot.

He leads me out of the restroom and into a seat near front door and a lot of employees. I'm not worried about James coming back anymore.

"Are you okay?" He asks when I sit down opposite to him. In my lap, my fingers are fidgeting and my face is hot. I nod slowly and think about excusing me. Then I remember James. That wouldn't work well.

"Thanks." I mumble. The waiter comes by before Thomas can say anything back. She asks us for our order and Thomas orders me mac n' cheese from the kid's menu. When he asks me what I want, I say I'll have the same thing he's having. The waiter smiles as if it's perfectly normal for two grown men to order from the kid's menu and walks away.

"You're welcome." He responds after a few moments of quiet. I decide to start a conversation.

"So... What's your name?"

"Thomas. What's yours?" He responds right away.

"Alex." 

"I like that name." He says. I look up.

"You do? It's very common."

"But it's perfect for you," He takes my hand, which had been resting on the table since the waiter left. I blush but keep looking at him, "You're cute, by the way."

"Stop!" I contain myself from squealing. He has to be lying... right?

"Okay then."

We stop talking for a few minutes and our food arrives. I try to make small talk with him but he's too busy eating to answer. I eat my mac n' cheese slowly. When we're both done, he pays.

When we both get up to leave, I look back at him again.

"Thanks, by the way."

"Of course. Give me your phone." I hesitantly give him my phone. I love my phone and honestly hope he doesn't steal it. He takes it, opens my contacts and writes down all his information. When he gives me my phone back, he walks away. I gasp.

He's so hot.

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didn't know how to end with BUT WE CAN ALL AGREE DAVEED IS HOT SO THATS A GOOD WAY TO END THE ONESHOT