Jamilton Oneshots // Hamilton ✔️

Suits & Dresses [JAMILTON]

this is a request that i kind of messed up, but it's still like the same
credit; ThunderDash378
trans!alex  ❤️💛💚💙💜
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a l e x

When Washington called Thomas and I and announced the workplace was having a party, Thomas begged to take me suit shopping. He said he had only seen me in a suit once and I looked adorable. According to him I looked like 'a small child who was trying to an adult wearing a suit.' That earned him a hit in the stomach.

"Alex! C'mon." He whined, shaking me. I was already awake, but pretended to be asleep. I didn't wanna go suit shopping... "Alex?"

Finally, I turned around and curled into Thomas.

"Hmph... I'm tired." I respond. He sighs, putting an arm around me. I smile, knowing I broke him and he'll no longer whine.

"Alex? Why don't you want to go suit shopping? You got a lot of sleep last night. Tell me what's wrong." I push myself away from him and sit up.

"Ugh, fine. Let's go suit shopping..."

"Yay!" He yells, jumping out of bed and grabbing my hands, spinning my around the room like we're in a musical. I wish I was in a musical, musicals are cool. I think I have a good singing voice, but I don't know...

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When we arrive at the suit and dress shop by car, Thomas looks at me from the driver seat.

"Alex?"

"Hmm?"

"You okay?"

"Yeah."

He jumps out. I don't get out, knowing he'll open the door for me. On our first date, he did it. He's been doing it ever since.

"Thank you." I mumble, kissing his cheek as I get out. He just smiles, satisfied, and grabs my hand. We walk in like that, both sporting dorky smiles that show just how happy we are with each other.

When we get to the suit section, we go our separate ways.

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I hate suits.

When I was younger, at an orphanage, I had a friend named Eliza. Her dad owned the orphanage and she said she wanted to own it when she was older. Anyway, I used to play Barbies with her. She always offered me the men and I took them. Sometimes, we had to change the dolls. But I always dressed up the men in dresses and girl clothes. Eliza was nice and never judged me...

I felt my body moving through the air, realizing my Converse are leading me to the dress section. I realize deep down I should turn around and go back to the boy's section. I am a boy. I am a boy. I am a-

My hand reaches up and feels the dress in front of me; a large pink dress. Angelica has a dress just like this... I love it. I've always wanted to wear it. I wish I had the body for it... I wish I was the gender for it...

My fantasy of being in a dress is broken with arms wrap around my waist, making me scream bloody murder.

I know who it is.

I slowly turn around...

"T-Thomas?" I ask. I don't put my face up and look into his eyes. I stare at his chest, embarrassed. He knows now. He knows.

"Alex?" He goes down to my level, taking my face in his hands and lifting it.

"You know." I say, scared. I'm shaking.

"And I still love you, Lexi," Thomas responds. My heart swells up and I feel tears rolling down my ugly face, "Hey. Don't cry. I love you."

"I love you, too."

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the original request;
"What if Alex was trans and Thomas finds out by asking him "So how do you like your dresses?" When they're looking for suits for a dance" i can rewrite it, but no one reads my rewrites and i'm annoying lol