Jamilton Oneshots // Hamilton ✔️

Sea [JAMILTON] [PART ONE]

"Ow!" I whimper as the hot pan touches my skin. Almost immediately, Thomas is by my side inspecting the burn and kissing my face all over. He kisses me so much when Phillip isn't home and is at college. Phillip often tells us to stop being so affectionate to each other though, so it makes sense Thomas would want to shower me with love right now.

"Do you need help... cooking something that isn't mac n' cheese?" Thomas asks, eyeing the pot full of spaghetti.

"Um, no," I say, booping his nose, "You're terrible at cooking unless it's ramen or mac n' cheese."

Thomas sighs like I just rejected a date with him and sadly walks away. Just as he's about to close the kitchen door though, the front door opens. Thomas and I both whirl around to the other doorway and see Phillip, who had just swung open the door.

On his face was a large smile, as if he had won the lottery. His eyes are sparkling more than usual, which makes him look very handsome and I'm full of pride. He probably has a girl or boy already. Actually, he is always texting someone... My boy is dating someone!

"Daddy!" Phillip exclaims. I laugh at the old joke. When Thomas and I first met him, when he was fifteen, I told him to call me daddy. Thomas just laughed, later telling me that was his name. Phillip looked at me and shook his head, making a comment about his age but he's been calling me daddy ever since.

"Hey, Phil." I say, placing down the plate I was holding and going to hug him.

Thomas stands in the doorway, his arms open. Instead of hugging my poor husband though, Phillip just waves and sits at the table.

"You're a mean boy." Thomas mumbles, going over to hug Phillip himself. Of course, once he gets there, Phillip does hug Thomas. Also by the time he gets there, I have all the plates on the table. Full of spaghetti and looking delicious. I'll admit I'm not a great cook, but I'm definitely the best in the house.

"Hey, so..." Phillip begins to talk, but his voice trails off.

Thomas looks up, a mouthful of spaghetti, "Yeah?"

"You guys know how the college I'm going to wants us to go studying abroad?" Phillip asks, nervously. I can see where this is going and I'm planning on saying yes already. As a kid, I never got to study abroad, but I want Phillip to have a better life than I did.

"Yeah." Thomas nods slowly.

"I want to. Except, the transportation is on a ship to Australia." Phillip mumbles the last part fast, but Thomas and I both catch on. A moment later, I'm clapping my hands and saying he can go. Also a moment later, Thomas is frantically shaking his head.

"Oh no, Alex you can not be agreeing with this! Phil could get kidnapped!" Thomas yells nervously.

"Don't be a worry worm," I respond, "He'll be fine! Yes, please go!"

"Okay..." Thomas nods nervously.

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"I miss him!" I whine angrily, hitting my head against the desk in front of me several times. Right on time, Thomas places a pillow on the desk and I just keep hitting it.

"You have me. He's okay, he's having fun." Thomas answers. He's gotten more used to the idea of Phillip gone and he probably likes having me all to himself. All we've been doing is fucking at night since Phillip isn't here to hear us anymore.

"B-But Pip!" I cry out reaching out for Thomas. He simply slides his coat over my back and I stop shivering, something I didn't realize I was doing. Cuddling into the jacket, I feel Thomas's warmth before I get up immediately, wanting to cry more.

"Alex? Come on, let's get you to bed."

I don't know why I'm freaking out so much about this. It's not a big deal, Phillip has been away before. I don't know how to react knowing he's on a ship.

"I-It's 3 PM." I tell my husband as I fall asleep in his arms.

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My bad feelings were confirmed as correct by the next day.

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cliffhanger

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