My Shot (Hamilton x Laurens)

Almost...

Laurens POV:

I got closer to him and continued singing, beer in hand as I gestured for Laf and Herc to come with me. "I'm John Laurens in the place to be!" I said just as he turned around to look at me. I raised my glass and winked at Laf, "Two pints o' Sam Adams, but I'm workin' on three, uh!" I continued. By this point he was practically staring at me. could it be that its working?

Hamilton POV:

A guy started randomly singing, and take my word for it, he sang good. Almost as good as he looked, almost. "Those redcoats don't want it with me" He said looking straight at me, and I must admit I may have blushed just a bit. "'Cause I will pop chick-a pop these cops till I'm free!" He continued while grinding against the air, which understandably made me stare at him and blush like, 10 times more. Then this other guy who appeared to be French started singing his presentation too, but I didnt pay much attention, my eyes were all over, did he say his name was John Laurens? Well, him. He wasn't your average soldier, he was the only man to make me highly doubt my sexuality to this day. To be honest, he didn't evn make me doubt it, he made me very confidently change it. He danced to the other's beats as he smiled at me, I just hope he didn't notice I'm staring at him...

Laurens POV:

As Laffayette and Mulligan continued the song I just kind of followed along with them by dancing and I noticed the cute boy looking at me, so I smiled at him as I danced, "It's hard to have intercourse over four sets of corsets" Mulligan finished, all Laffayete could say was "wow.." but we still had an audience so I said "No more sex, pour me another brew, son" as I raised my glass patting Mulligan's back. "Let's raise a couple more to the revolution!" We all sang in unison, and I was still wondering how to get the guy so I adressed Burr to make it a bit more personal to them. "Well, if it ain't the prodigy of Princeton college!" I said "Aaron Burr.." Mulligan continued,  just before the three of us pointed directly to him. "Give us a verse, drop some knowledge" I said taking his hand and helping him get up. He looked very annoyed and definitely did not want to sing, but forcefully said only "Good luck with that, you're takin' a stand, You spit, I'm 'a sit, We'll see where we land" we all booed at his saying so I replied with "Well the revolution's imminent, what do you stall for?" and then, the thing that I least expected to happen, did. 

A/N: Hey! I hope you're liking this story! If you have any suggestions or remarks, please feel free to leave a comment! :)

-Alex