Hamilton x reader oneshots

Jefferson x Reader (Soulmates AU)

Your POV
I hate Mondays. I especially hate my job. I'm a marriage councillor, and I get to work with couples every single day of my life. Now you're probably wondering why this annoys me. This is because I'm single. All of my other friends have met their soulmate, but not me.

I was on my way to the coffee shop, where I normally go every morning, when I walked past two men. One was about my height, with dark brown hair. He wore a grey jumper and black jeans. The other one was taller, and he had really fluffy hair. He was wearing a magenta hoodie and blue jeans. He is quite cute. They were stood in the queue in front of me. I pulled my phone out and opened tumblr. I looked through my phone and laughed at a funny post I had found. After a few minutes, I was almost at the front of the queue; the only people in front of me were purple hoodie guy and small jumper guy. Purple hoodie guy ordered his drink first, "I'll just have a latte, thanks." He stood to the side while his friend looked at the menu.
"I will have... a caramel latte, with extra cream and two—.."
I heard purple hoodie guy sigh, as he faced me with an amused face, "friends, right?"
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Jefferson's POV
"Friends, right?" I laugh and the cute girl behind me giggles.
"Yeah.. frien—..." she cut herself off by gasping and looking at her wrist.
I had a concerned look on my face, before I let a sharp pain in my wrist. I looked down to see what was causing the discomfort, and I noticed my tattoo. The words imprinted into my skin were, "Yeah.. frien—..."
I smirked at her, after noticing her obvious blush across her cheeks.

Your POV
I looked away from the man, who was apparently my soulmate. He chuckles slightly and smirks at me, "soulmates, huh? Could I have your number?"
I nodded slightly, still looking down as he hands me his phone. I open the contacts app and add my phone number. I pass him his phone back and smile sheepishly. He opened his mouth, as if he was about to say something, but was interrupted by the woman at the counter yelling "I HAVE A COFFEE FOR THOMAS?"
He smirks at me, "soooo... I'll call you?"
I smile back at him, getting more confident, "Yeah."
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EXTRA
James' POV
"Thomas. thOMAS. THOMAS. THOMAS JEFFERSON"
At this point I was basically screaming in his ear. I waved a hand across his face but he was in the midst of a conversation with a lady about our age. He looked at her in admiration, with a light pink dusted over his cheeks.
I stormed away from him angrily, and just left the shop.
"I HAVE A COFFEE FOR THOMAS?"
Oh so he listens to that but not me.