Hamilton x Reader Oneshots

Bad (Laurens x Reader)

fluff y'all

don't worry, smut is coming soon y'all

see what i did there? coming? ha! 

I'll go now

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Biology.

The worst school subject there is if you ask John.

Maybe it's just the way the teacher teaches it, but he still hates it more than ever.

So, instead of learning about cells anddicks and shit like that, he took out his sketchbook and started doodling in his sketchbook. John loved drawing, and he was really good at it too! Just hand him a pencil and some paper and he could make you a masterpiece better than the Mona Lisa. 

(Okay, maybe I'm over-exaggerating a bit)

Anyways, drawing was something he really enjoyed since it was fun and time consuming. Like playing Uno by yourself since you have no friends ;-; .

While John did his favorite activity, he couldn't help thinking of Y/N. God, he had it bad for that girl. He just liked how split her personalities were. At times, Y/N can seem like the most levelheaded person ever.But get to know her and...

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John  walked out of Biology, admiring his drawing that he was absolutely proud of. He ended up drawing Y/N, since she popped into his head. The drawing turned out really well. He managed to catch all her features in the right way.

Her silky h/l ,h/s ,h/c hair. Her breathtaking e/c eyes, her beautiful s/c skin that he dreamed of touching every night he went to sleep, her plump red lips that curled into her signature smile, ...

God, this boy needs help.

As he looked up from his sketchbook, he slammed into someone. They both fell back a bit.

"Ah, I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going." John apologized. 

Then, he actually took a good look at the person, and felt a deep blush rise to his cheeks. He had run into Y/N. The girl smiled. "It's okay". Her gaze shifted toward his book. "Hey, what's that?"

John felt his whole face burn with embarrassment. "I-uh-well-uh...it's my sketchbook. I made a little drawing I made last period." His voice was small and nervous when he spoke to her.

"Can I see?" her lips curled into another smile.

If it were even possible, he felt himself turn a darker shade of red. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuh."

"It's okay if you're not comfortable with it"

"Nononononono! It's okay! look!" He held out the drawing so she could see it.

The drawing of her.

"I-is that me?"

Just as his blush died down, when she asked that question, it went back up into his face as quickly as it went down. "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuh."

"This is really good! You have a gift!"

"I-I-I-uh-er-Thank you!"

"Could I ... Keep this?"

John could not believe what he was hearing. Y/N wanted to keep one of his drawings? His drawings? John couldn't help but blush.

"Uh, can I ask why?"

She looked back at the drawing. "Well, it's nice. And I've never had someone draw me before."A slight blush tinted her cheeks.

"O-okay" John managed a weak smile so he wouldn't look like he was about to pass out, which he felt like he was going to.

Then they stood there in an awkward silence for what seemed like forever, but was only 30 seconds.

Then, the bell rang. The doors in the hallway started closing. "Shit, we're late!" He squeaked. She laughed. "We'll be fine."

"Oh okay. In that case, could i walk you to class?"

She smiled "I'd like that"