Newly satisfied ( Jamilton ) Thomas's Jefferson x Alexander Hamilton

4. Let's Take This Outside

     I was running so fast through the halls, I was afraid I was gonna bump into someone. I couldn't stop though, at this current moment I thought that my soulmate situation was more important.

     I finally got to my dorm, out of breathe, I unlocked the door then stepped in. "Thomas? Are you here? Please talk to me."

     "What our we gonna do Hamilton?" Thomas questioned, stepping out from the bathroom.

      I turned around. "What do you mean Thomas?" I asked stepping, closer to him.

     "We fucking hate each other, if we aren't unconscious we are clawing at each others throats as if we are wolves fighting over a dead rabbit." He sighed, walking to the couch before plopping down on it.

     I followed him, but I didn't sit down. "Number one, why does it have to be a rabbit? Number two, we don't have to kiss even if we are soulmates, we already did all we needed. Number 3, we could try not hating each other.

     Thomas laughed at my last remark. "Like I could ever not hate you... weirdo!"

     "Maybe if your head wasn't all the way up your ass we could find a way to compromise." I sassily told him, flipping my hair.

     "Oh really Bitch? You want to go?" Thomas got up and put his hand into a fist, getting into a fighting position.

     I jokingly chuckled. "Wanna take this outside?"
I was having so much fun pissing off Thomas that I didn't hear the roaring thunder. (Wtf how can you not hear thunder smh -.-)

    "Let's take it outside." He smirked grabbing my hand and dragging me out the door.

     "I-I was joking ..." I stuttered a bit, trying to get out of Thomas's grasp.

     "You should have thought about that before trying to fuck with me, ya dwarf." Thomas gave me a reassuring smile. The smile gave off the "I'm not gonna do anything, it was just a joke" vibe. I felt reassured.

     Why though? Why did I feel reassured? I should have felt scared or annoyed. Angry even. This was Thomas Jefferson, Joking with me, Alexander Hamilton, someone he has hated since high school. Maybe it was because we had our first soulmate connection. Whatever it was, I honestly didn't care. I felt comfortable with him.

     We got outside, still hand in hand, we sat down. Thomas noticed that we were holding hands and looked away. He seemed like he was blushing. "Why didn't you tell us that we were holding hands? Pervert." He said, a disgusted look on his face.

     I almost spit because of my surprise. "Pervert?" I shouted, giving him a confused offended look.

     "Yes!" He replied, eyes widened.

     I rolled my eyes, I turned my head up to look at the sky and then I saw it. The sky. It was full of Gray clouds. Rain clouds. It was fucking rain clouds.

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Guess what stereotypical chapter is coming up next? :D That's right! The fucking storm chapter, YEET.