Hamilton one-shots (x reader or requested ships)

Maria Reynolds (Platonic)

This is a platonic relationship, not an actual one 

When it happened Maria was the first person I went to. She had gone through her share of things like this so I thought she would be the best person to comfort me. On top of that, she was my best friend so I thought she'd be even more capable of comforting me through this hard time. I wasn't wrong.

You see what happened was first thing this morning when I entered my apartment I was met with an unpleasant and unwelcome surprise. I had spent the night at the Schuylers so I was excited to come home and tell my boyfriend about my night out with the sisters. He, unlike my past boyfriends, liked to listen to me talk on and on about my night. What I was met with upon walking into my room was another woman, another naked woman, on top of him in our bed.

I was so shocked that I couldn't say a thing, I just turned around and walked out. My boyfriend, now ex-boyfriend, had called out after me like some cliche romance story. He even chased after me to the front door, half hoping so he could pull on his boxers. As my hand touched the doorknob he grabbed it, making me turn around to face him.

"Was I not enough?" I asked, not looking up at his face. I didn't dare look up if I did he would see my tears and I didn't want him to think me of me as a crybaby. 'W-What?" He asked I guess I hadn't spoken loudly enough. "I said, was I not enough? Was I not good enough for you because I didn't want to have sex with you? Was I not good enough because I wanted to save sex for after marriage?" I seethed, still not looking up.

"No, that's not it." He whispered, placing his hands gently on my arms. "Then what was it?" I questioned him. He didn't reply he just started soothingly rubbing my arms. At least it would have been soothing if he hadn't just cheated on me. "Did you do it because you hate me? Is that why you were fucking her so early in the day, around the time I would be returning? Or did you do it to not only to hurt me but to spite me because I didn't want to have sex with you? I think that was the reason." I said, hot angry tears rolling down my cheeks.

"No, Babe, I love you. It was a mistake." He said, continuing to rub my arms. I grit my teeth in anger. "Don't call me that! You're just like every other male! A horny son of a bitch that only cares about pleasuring himself and not anything else!" I screeched, slapping his hands off of me.

In the corner of my eye I saw the woman standing in the doorway to the kitchen, covering herself with the bed sheets, she actually looked sorry. I don't know whether she was sorry for what she did, probably not, or she just felt sorry for herself because they got caught. I glared at her and she immediately looked at her feet. "When I get back here you, your stuff, and your stupid bitch better be gone!" I growled, finally glaring up at the man I had sadly fallen in love with. Well, not anymore. He looked down at me, the look in his eyes almost replicating fear, and nodded his head quickly.

After that, I turned around and stormed out of my apartment. I, surprisingly, didn't regret a single word I said. Normally after I cuss and yell at someone like that I start regretting it, but not this time. This time I actually feel good about it. As I exited my apartment building I took out my phone while going to the car garage I park my car in. Unlocking my phone, I went into my texting app and Maria's contact. 'I'm coming over, I hope you don't mind. I really need someone like you right now though. My stupid boyfriend, now my ex, cheated on me and I'm going to need some comfort.' I texted, finishing up and sending it as I made it to my car.

I may only feel anger right now but by the time I make it out of the city and to where Maria lives in Syracuse I'm going to be ready to ball my eyes out. It's about a four-hour drive from New York City to Syracuse, so I guess I'm going to at least spend the night at her place maybe even a few days. As I got in the car and turned it on Maria replied to my text. Opening up the app again I read her response. 'Oh Sweetie, that's terrible! Don't worry I'll have plenty of ice cream and movies to watch ready for when you arrive! I'll also make sure to save up plenty of hugs and forehead kisses for you!'

And she did, the moment I arrived she brought me into a big, warm, and tight hug. When she pulled away she kissed my forehead, the same way she did when we were kids and I was upset, some of her red lipstick probably rubbing off on my forehead. Maria then ushered me into the living room and onto the couch. She set up the first movie out of, like, twenty and then got the two tubs of ice cream and two spoons. She gave me first choice on the ice cream tubs and then we watched the movie, sometimes pausing it so I could whine and cry about how unfair everything was.

"That was a roller coaster of emotions and I don't want to experience it again," I said as the ending credits rolled in on the screen. It was almost midnight and we were just finishing up watching Titanic. When Maria heard I had never watched it she practically had a hernia, I hadn't seen why it was a big deal. She let out a laugh saying that she knew I'd say something like that. I laughed a little before shoveling a big spoonful of mint chocolate ice cream into my mouth. I was halfway through my second tub of ice cream and even though I knew it wasn't good for me and that I'm going to get sick I didn't care.

"Okay, do you want to watch another movie, talk, or maybe go to bed?" Maria asked, getting up and removing the disc from the player and returning it to its proper case. "Go to bed," I said through the ice cream, snapping the lid on the tub. "Okay then, I'll go get an extra toothbrush for you and get the guest bed ready for you." She said, walking out of the room.

"Maria?" I called out, not letting her get far. "Yes?" She asked, peeking back into the room. "Can I just sleep with you tonight? Kind of like we used to as kids when I was scared." I said, fidgeting with the tub in my hands. Maria smiled at me lightly. "Sure you can, Sweetie."

When we both were under the covers I curled up into my longtime friend, she was almost like an older sister to me. Gripping her shirt, I rested my head on her shoulder. "Thank you, Maria, for everything you do for me," I whispered. "Of course, I'd do anything for you, Bunny." She whispered, running a hand through my hair. I smiled at the childhood nickname and slowly drifted into the land of dreams. 

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