(This is different, you are George Washington's daughter. Also you're like 18)
-Your POV-
The battle of Monmouth, I hear it was blood bath, and my dad hasn't been home in while.
I'm scared, I knew he can take care of himself but every time I get letter I hope it's from him, I sat on the couch reading though my dad's letters from other people when I heard the door open. I
turned around to see my dad in the door way taking off his hat.
"Papa!" I yell running over to him giving him a hug.
"Hello darling. Where's your mother?" He asks still hugging me tightly.
"She went out to get dinner. Here let me help, you must be exhausted." I said taking off his coat and hanging then up he thanked me and sat down on his chair.
"Reading my letters I see." He chucked looking though them.
"I'm sorry I was just curious." I apologize sitting on the couch.
"Papa I have something to tell you!" I ask excitedly looking over at him.
"What is it Y/N." He said putting his letters down to look at me.
"Papa I'm in love!" I said excitedly.
"Really! My little girl? In love? No way?" He said jokingly.
"Yes I am. He's name is Phillip, he's intelligent and funny and just amazing he's so amazing!" I said sitting back down on the couch basically swooning over the thought of Phillip Hamilton. "Well we'll have to invite him over for dinner before I have to go back so I can make sure he's good enough for my little girl." He smiled at me.
"Okay Papa. You'll like him."
"If he makes you happy, then he makes me happy."

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Hamilton Imagines (under editing)
Fanfic-under editing- Just some Hamilton X reader, if you wanna request something you can, I hope you enjoy