Janthony ONESHOTS! (SLOW UPDATES, PROMISE)

late night lovin'.

this is gonna be REALLLLLYYYYYYYYYYY smutty, but it's also gonna be s t e a m y as shit and really sweet
I hope lmao
Also I'm using the prompt "Just shut up and kiss me" So yeah!
Enjoy!
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"Just shut up and kiss me..." Jasmine whispered, her face abnormally close to his. Anthony swallowed. "Jasmine...I...you-"

"Please." She murmured, looking into his eyes.

God, she's more like Maria Reynolds than she thinks.

"But why?"

"Because...I need to kiss you..." She mumbled. "Or else I'll die."

Anthony laughed quietly. "That's a little dramatic, don't you think?"

"Not in the least..." She sighs, then leans in. Anthony screamed internally.

Anthony...she's drunk as shit! I'm sure of it...I can't do this.

He backed away slightly. "Jazzy, I like you, I really do, but A) you're drunk, and B) this will ruin our friendship, I'm sure of it."

Jasmine pauses, and Anthony could see the hurt glimmer in her eyes, before she slowly leaned out. "I...ah..." She looked down. "Yes...you're right, Anthony...I'm sorryyy..."

He chuckled softly. "It's alright, Jasmine...It's alright." He smiles at her and say "C'mon, we should probably sober you up a little bit...I'll give you a ride home, if you want."

The Entire Cast of Hamilton were at Anthony's house for a mini party after opening night- they had done straws to see whose house they were going to. A lot of people were drunk within the first hour- namely Daveed, Lin and Leslie- but also Jasmine, who had been making her way through Anthony's whiskey all night. He had no idea why, of course.

"Hey...Jasmine?"
"Ehhh? What...*hic*...what do you waaant Anthonyyy?"
"Is everything okay? You've been drinking...a lot...tonight..."
"Yissss, Anthonyyy, I am fine. Are youuu okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. But...it's kind of crowded in here...do you want to talk somewhere else?"
"Haahh...yis p-*hic*-lease...Heehee..." I guide Jasmine into my bedroom.
"S-So this is your rooooom?"
"Yeah..." Silence. "So Jasmine...is there any reason why you're drinking so much this evening?"
"No *hic* way...I just...like booze..."
"Are you sure? Oak said...that you recently split up with a boyfriend?"
"Ha!" Snort. "What would heeee know? He's stuuupid...heehee...although he is sorrrrttt of hot...nice bulge.....you know...you're hot toooo..."
"I am...?"
"Yup."
"Well...thank you, Jasmine...you're-"
Before I can continue, Jasmine is looking at me with hungry eyes and taking my hand. "Anthoneee..."
"Jazzy...please don't do something you're going to regret-"

That's when the whole conversation ended and Jasmine tried to kiss him. He didn't know what to do- yes, he liked Jasmine a lot -maybe even had a small crush on her- but he didn't want to kiss her!

Jasmine sighed. "Yes plea-" She suddenly looked pale. "I-I'm gonna be sick-" She ran out into the bathroom. Anthony sighed and followed her. Jasmine made it to the bathroom just in time and was violently sick into the toilet. Anthony waited in the doorway, wincing when she grunted.

He quickly went into the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water hastily. He then went back to the bathroom, where Jasmine was hunched up beside the toilet and crying.

"Oh, Gods." He whispered, then rushed over to her. "Jazzy? Are you okay?"

"What do you think?" Jasmine yelled. "Use your head, Anthony!" She paused, sounding British as fuck, then looked up at him with tears running down her cheeks.