Hamilham oneshots

caught~ (lafayette x reader)

3rd person pov

[your name] was sitting n the back room where they keep all the extra supplies,why? Because she was a messenger..but probably not the type your thinking,no...they where the type where they would spy on enemy and when the boat re docks they would sneak off and mail it to the king then they would sneak back on....[your name] was sitting behind some barrels writing down the Americans plan but little did they know that a french man was sitting on a barrel and watching them right

lafaYEET POV

I walked into the supplies room to grab some rope that was stoked by the barrels but as i walked close to the barrels i heard Alexander yell he had some....i sighed and was about to go back until i heard writing?? I looked over the barrels and saw a young teen with [h/l],[h/c] and a red jacket hiding the jest of them,writing something very long..i sat on a barrel and watched the teen write (stalker mush laf -__-)..i started to read what they're writing and it was...GOING TO THE KING!?!?!?!?!? I sighed "Alors, est-ce que tu te faufiles toujours sur les navires ou seulement sur les ennemis du roi?"(((So, do you always sneak on ships or only on King's enemies?))) i asked in french...i watched them panic and stuff all there writing into a green bag....they looked up at me with [e/c] eyes that where filled panic "umm. I d-don't n-no what y-your talking a-about" they said with a stutter.... I sighed and grabbed there hood pulling them over the barrels and onto the deck......

3RD POV

The french man dragged them onto the dock over to Washington....they gulped looking up at the general "who may this be??" the general asked the french may glaring at the teen and there re jacket " it's a spy sir" the french man said and others looked over at the three....the teen started to slowly take off their jacket as the french man and general talked "HEY THERE RUNNING" a crew member yelled pointing to the teen running......da french man looked at his hand to see that he was only holding a jacket,

[y/n] POV

I ran down the street to find the closes mailbox...i had the letter in my hand..' i have to get it to the king..or MY LIFE iS OVER' i thought running faster....i looked back to see that french dude following me "ISSAC STOP MON AMI" i heard him yell but i just kept running 'isaac...wait...he thi-" i was cut out of my thinking by myself hitting the ground..i tripped on something "o-ooowwww" i mumbled and looked up to see.....a very angry french man

(((A\N: CLIFF HANGER BISHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH lol.....anyway ill start writing a part 4 put if have any requests dont be shy and write them in the THINGYYYYYY))