Lams Fluff [In Progress]

Untitled Part 37

John POV

"Are you sure that you love me?" I whisper.
           Alex and I are cuddling on our couch. I had been in the middle of moving all of our stuff around, squishing some of my stuff into Alex's room, and leaving my room to become an office... or something else, I don't know. I had been cleaning up the living room when he attacked me from behind with "special kisses" and we'd been cuddling ever since. He looks down at me, patting my hair back soothingly as my head on his lap.
       "With all of my heart, John. I don't want you to ever doubt it." He says back, lightly kissing in between my eyes, on my nose, forehead. It's times like these I treasure most. When I have the feeling of absolute safety, where I forget about the world around me and am able to take a breath and spend time with the people I love the most. He continues to speak, thoughts he has been pushing down now spilling off his tongue.
      "You mean more to me than you'll ever know. I love you more than I ever thought I could love anything. I don't mean to be throwing that word like lots of people do, but I do, oh god, I do. I love you so, so much. You're everything to me, John. I want to be with you for the rest of my life. For the rest of our forever. Our forever, John. I don't know how long that will be, but I hope it's an infinity." he smiles at me, happiness clear in his eyes while he looks at me. He lightly touches his finger to each of the freckles on my face.
          I smile wide, inexplicable rest and comfort moving through me, spreading down from my face to my arms and legs, to the tips of my fingers and toes, a graceful wildfire, burning through my veins and nerves. Every time he touches me another part of me flares up, longing for him, in a continuous circle, and I don't know if it will ever cease.
          I curl up my legs underneath me, and wrap my arms around his neck and kiss him softly. He puts his hands up behinds my shoulder blades and pulls me closer to him. I grin into the kiss. So, so happy.

           A bit later, Alex and I leave for classes. We check our schedules and see that we finally have the same class time. Alex had dropped a class and we could at least see each other once in the day. I grin and we walk together to the university building for our class. As we enter the hall, someone tugs Alex from my side and I turn. 
        "Yo, tall ass! I need to talk to you!" says... a very, very short man. He looks like a dweeb. I frown and step forward, but Alex flashes a grin and waves me to go on as he gets dragged into a bathroom. I shrug and pull my books closer to my chest as I walk down the hall. Almost everyone else is in the classroom, but I'm not late. As I walk in, I hear other students chatter. One annoyingly loud girl is gossiping to her friends, sitting on a desk next to one of the stairs.
        "So, Jenna Roland said Madeline told Jake, 'I'll only have sex with you if you beat me at pool.' And then she lost at pool. Deliberately." I blush and start walking slowly up the isles, lingering for Alex. I don't know what's keeping him. 
       "And then Madeline was like-" Starts another girl.
"I'm telling the story, Heather!" The other girl said, getting down from the desk and stomping her foot. 
"Sorry, Heather." mumbled the other one.  I wrinkle my nose at the diva. She grins and points at me. "Oh my god. He is like, totally getting off at that." I frown and I feel a hand slide around my back and clamp tightly on my side. I turn to see Alexander glaring at the girls and smile softly. I feel... I don't know how to explain it. But I feel like my love for him has deepened ten-fold ever since he 'proposed'. I've never felt like we were such a married couple until now.
        He looks at me and I pull him by his collar and kiss him passionately. I hear gasps and then we walk up the desk isles together. I flip my hair at the girls and say, "Yeah, bitch, I'm a homo." I breath a sign of relief. I feel free now to proclaim my love for men. For him.
         I'm not worried, strangely, about my father now. In fact, all I want to do is scream and holler throughout the college, until everyone knows I love Alexander. That girl's finger drops. There's a scuffle and a bang as someone barges into the room. It's the short blond dude. 
       "GAAAAYYYYY" He shouts. I blink. How the fuck did he hear that. He wasn't even in the room! I see Alex out of the side of my eye. He's reeeaally pissed. We wanted this day to go well. It's the day after he gave me my beautiful ring, and we can now be like, uh, yeah, we're going to get married short-ass. So piss off.
      "Hey!" Alex says, dropping his books on a desk and stomping down the steps. "Yeah! Gay! So what?! This is 2018, short-ass! Let me love who I love! And yeah! This is my boyfriend!" He shouts as he turns the dude toward all the desks and pokes him in the chest repeatedly.
            "There's nothing wrong with being homosexual. Love is love is love is love is love is love and love cannot be killed or swept aside." He proclaims, sweeping his hand dramatically, narrowly missing the short-ass's face. "You know what? I'm proud of my boyfriend."He growls as  he points to me. I shyly grin, proud of him and also embarrassed, because now there are over 100 eyes looking at me. He turns to the students. "And we're gonna get married! And there's nothing this short-ass here," he says,  poking the dude one last time as he falls into a chair. Short-ass looks furious. He opens his big, stupid mouth and exclaims, "Gay people make me puke!" 
             "Don't deep-throat so far then." Alex says, smirking as he crosses his arms. There's whispers and giggles. I hear some girl sigh and say, "I like gay people."  
             "YOU SUCK!" shouts the short-ass as Alex walks back up towards me. I see the teacher walk in, exactly five minutes late. 
            "And well, I'm told." he says as he pecks my cheek, and we sit down. I hear clapping and I turn to see our teacher grinning. He's the one clapping? I look at the other kids and they're also clapping. Smiling. No way. I lean in toward Alex and whisper, 
            "Acceptance? What is this magic?"
"Only the best kind, babe." He says, hugging my side. "Love." 
            "That. Was. Fantastic." says the teacher. "A great debate. You have a way with words, young man." He nods with an approving grin and a wink beneath his bifocals. "Alright. For those new to this class, I am Mr. Franklin, feel free to call me Ben. I am teaching the debate class this semester. Mrs. Ross had two knee replacements, poor Betsy, and will be out this semester. Sorry for being late. Mr. Washington and I, ah, had some.. appointments."
There are snickers as Mr. Franklin- Ben- says the last part with great sarcasm, his eyes constantly twinkling mischievously behind his glasses. Throughout the class Alex and I are laughing at Ben's crazy antics, writing notes, and giving each other light kisses. This is going to be the highlight of my day, I know it. With kind people, a wonderful teacher (who seems to be like a curious child inside), and of course, my Alexander. 
        As there's a lull in the lecture, I start writing my notes from the board. I feel Alex place his hand on my thigh soothingly and I blush and smile down at my paper.
        aaaaaahhhmygad he's touching my thigh. whaddo i do???? do touch him back idunno what to aaah. I guess I'm just not used to being in a serious relationship. Maybe he has and this is what all serious couples do. I probably should go along with it. I don't want him to feel like I don't love him. But... I'm also not used to being touched like this, randomly, in class. I fold my hands onto my desk and keep my eyes down, trying not to get over-emotional. I shouldn't be acting like this. If I really love Alex I shouldn't feel weird about him touching me, that's wrong. 
        Alex stops suddenly. I look up and see him retracting his hand and looking at me sharply. 

"John." He says in a dead serious voice. "If you ever, ever  don't feel comftorable with something that I'm doing, tell me. Hell, hit me if you start freaking out. You did feel strange just now, right?" I breath a huge sigh of relief and slowly nod my head. Thank god. He gives a satisfied nod and says, "John, just because we're in a relationship doesn't mean I EVER have the rights to touch you in ways you don't want. You don't cease to become a person with normal human rights when you date someone, okay?" 
       I smile and look at him. "Okay."

A/N Okay so I feel like this was a huge filler and also sorry for all the BMC references, it's just that I realized you can rent MUSIC DVDS FROM MY LIBRARY so I got BMC, DEH, ITH, Heathers, and yeah, only BMC's showed up yet (vanessa hasn't shown up yet (͠≖ ͜ʖ͠≖) ) and yeah, now I'm rambling, but any ideas you guys have in places you want the Hamilsquad to go, things you want them to see, I will highly consider because y'all are awesome as fuck and it made my day to open up my laptop and see "Lams Fluff!! NUMBER FIVE IN LAMS" I squealed and pranced around my neighborhood in a onesie. I'm not lying. But yeah, so comment wherever or shoot me a message and also I got the Twitter and now have been following everyone. Lin makes me smile daily. It brightens my day.
I also rented RENT

and LES MISERABLES
and NEWSIES
AND I WILL FINALLY WATCH THEM ALL FOR THE FIRST TIIIIIIIIIIIIME
I should probably shut up. 
AND ANOTHER THING
My little sister. She has to do an essay at her school, and it can be "totally about anything" and she said her friends are doing essays about dogs and gymnastics and stuff and she's doing a report onnn........


Anthony Ramos.
I wish I were kidding. God I love her.