The Other Hamilton

the soldiers...

Y/N's POV:

"Gentlemen, May I introduce to you Y/N Hamilton, she just arrived in New York City today and wants to become a nurse in the revolution."

"Welcome to New York, Miss Y/N, I hope your journey was enjoyable, my name is Stephen Miller, it's a pleasure to meet you," He takes my hand and shakes it lightly, and I smile. It's nice to finally meet a man that doesn't want to flirt with me for once.

His hair is short and blonde, and the man is quite is short, especially for a solider, however, he seems very strong. He sits back down next to Lauren's and allows the other 2 soldiers to introduce themselves.

"Good evening, Y/N. I'm Hercules Mulligan and I'm a tailors apprentice, so if there is anything you need me to make for you, don't worry, it'll be on me." He smiles and shakes my hand, his grip is strong.

He is a tall and muscular man, his facial features are quite large, and his hair is black and short, almost as if it isn't there at all.

The last soldier is a young man with olive coloured skin, he clearly isn't from America originally, like me. He rises from his seat at the table and stands in front of me. His long, dark brown and curly hair is pulled back into a ponytail and he has a small amount of stubble which is growing along his sharp jawline.

His cologne is strong and smells sweet, and oh boy, do I like it. And his eyes... I could have easily gotten lost in those perfect eyes if I wasn't distracted by his thick, French accent;

"Bonjour, Mademoiselle Y/N, my name is Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier de La Fayette, Marquis de La Fayette, however everyone calls me Lafayette, it's a pleasure to meet you, ma ange." He introduces himself, bowing down onto his knee, kissing my hand gently.

Suddenly, the door bursts open behind us. Lafayette runs to my side and wraps his arm around my waist, causing me to blush.

I look over to the door and see my brother, standing with another man in the doorway. The man is quite tall, dressed in a dark purple coat and has quite, remarkable, features to him. His shoulders are broad, yet the rest of his body is slim, his jawline is very sharp, his eyes are small, yet the rest of his facial features are quite large.

I smile as I notice Alexander and the other man walking towards us. I greet my brother with a hug and shake the other mans hand.

"Aaron Burr, sir, this is my little sister, Y/N Hamilton. Y/N, this is the man I was talking to you about earlier, Aaron Burr." My brother introduces us to each other.

"Ah, so you're the famous Y/N that Alexander keeps chatting about to me, well miss, it's an honour to finally meet you." He kisses my hand, and I notice that my brothers face becomes slightly angry, until I nod at him and he calms down.

"Alexander, this is John Lauren's, Monsieur Lafayette, Hercules Mulligan and Stephen Miller, they're going to help me become a nurse in the revolution." I smile happily at my brother and he chuckles slightly to himself.

"Is that so Y/N?" He smiles back at me, when suddenly, the four soldier stood around me begin to rap a verse each, and quickly attempt to involve Burr and my brother.

( Play Song Above )

"If you stand for nothing, Burr, what will you fall for?" My brothers says, and the other 4 soldiers that I had met earlier become curious and what my brother has to say.

Oh no. Here we go again...