Jamilton Oneshots // Hamilton ✔️

YouTube [JAMILTON]

"I hate you-" Alex begins, squirming underneath me.

"Shh." I listen to the passing footsteps, then take my hand off his mouth. He sits up, licking the hand that used to be on his mouth. I groan, wiping the spit down and away on my shirt. Alex doesn't say anything more, but he moves the fort quietly so we can both see outside.

"Why are we doing this again?" He asks me, using sign language. I remember when he was a selective mute, when I first met him, and I had to learn ASL. He started talking again, but sometimes he still uses ASL when I force him to shut his large mouth.

I shrug, bringing out my phone.

I am a YouTuber. Alex is my boyfriend. He's a sweet soul, but I'm afraid most of my followers don't think so. I can understand where they get that, since when I made a hate comments video with him he freaked out and got really mad.

He's a sweet soul, though.

I hit record on my phone. I would've brought a more expensive camera or something, but I decided against it.

"Ten hours into the twenty-four hour overnight challenge," I whisper to the camera, then turn it around to Alexander. He waves happily, winking, "Alex has been quiet somehow." I mumble. His smile slips, being replaced by a fake pout.

"More before I sleep." I shut off the button.

"You're mean." Alex says to me, cuddling into my chest.

"Mm, so are you." I hum softly, petting his hair.

We listen to the sounds of security, which is something I never thought I would have to listen to. Alexander actually stays quiet, which makes me proud of him especially when he could've yelled out or cussed when footsteps stopped near us.

He looked like he wanted to.

Around an hour into the silence, I noticed he had gone to sleep. His eyes were closed, his breathing had softened, and he no longer jumped at noises.

I lay back, turning on my phone.

Twelve in the morning, exactly midnight. I used my own personal data plan to check social media. I noticed a few minutes in I had a few missing texts.

I pressed the messaging app, bringing up the group chat with my friends.

john; any of you asleep?

me; john, i have to sleep in a target. i am not going to sleep. plus alex's head isn't very soft on my chest.

lafayette; aw, neither is hercules'

hercules; shut up-

lafayette; aww

john; i'm single.

lafayette; be poly and date thomas and alex

john; um

hercules; um

me; no.

john; ):

I look back down at Alex, who stirs in his sleep. I turn on record, whispering to the camera.

"About to go to sleep," I turn the camera around, as my viewers can see Alex, "There's that beauty. He's asleep." Alex purrs softly, as if he heard what I said. I try to contain my giggles as I explain the sleeping situation to my viewers and all the things I can do in my spare time.

Finally, I say bye, and lay down. Footsteps walk down the aisle near us, so I have to be really quiet.

Unfortunately, I'm too tall. A toilet paper package falls out, both of our legs. I try to suppress a groan, silently hoping the employee won't looks around for reasons why it fell.

No such luck.

The employee's shoes come our aisle. I can tell it's a girl by the pink and gold Adidas shoes, decorating her feet. She leans down, taking out the toilet paper next to my face. By this time, I sit up.

"Hi there," She deadpans, going down on her knees to see our faces. Suddenly, she gasps, "Thomas Jefferson?!"

"That would be me."

Alex's eyes open slightly, he groans and rolls left. The rest of the toilet paper falls on the girl. He realizes his mistake in record time as he gets up and starts blushing immensely.

"Sorry!" He exlcaims, beginning to pick the packages up from around her.

"I'm your biggest fan!" The girl exclaims, taking out her phone. She opens it up to a lockscreen of my latest Snapchat, taken from inside the Target. Her password is my brithday. Her home screen is a fanmade collage of Alex and I. I see hee face turn red as she goes onto the camera app.

"Nice to met you." I say blankly.

She holds up her phone. We both smile and she laughs nervously as the camera takes a selfie of us two.

"So... can we stay?" Alex's voice drips from behind her.

"Of course!"

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when daveed's blindspotting movie came out, my mom's friend met her for her podcast. today, my mom's other friend met lin at a meeting for USA today (or US today, i forgot)

I AM DYING I LOVE AND HATE ALL OF MY MOM'S FRIENDS THEY HAVE THE COOLEST LIVES-