Orphanage AU: Lams

Chapter 63: Hamilsquad Hangs Out (Reprise)

GAY GAY GAY.

---John's POV---

"So, you and Alex, eh?" Lafayette's distinctive accent broke through my daydreams, mostly involving kisses and Alex, Alex, Alex.

I ducked my head sheepishly, feeling heat creep up onto my cheeks even though I couldn't stop a wide grin from spreading across my face. "Yeah."

Hercules came up behind him, a hand coming to rest not-so-subtly on Lafayette's ass and I remembered that there was no way they were judging me for being gay because that would be insanely hypocritical.

"If you hurt him..." Angelica warned from behind me, leaving the rest of the sentence to my imagination. I imagined something like what happened to Jefferson- that was not pretty.

I nearly broke at the idea of hurting Alex. At all. Ever. In any way. "I won't," I blurted quickly. "If I do I swear you can kill me." I meant that.

We were walking towards the café where we always hung out and Alex popped out from his classroom as we passed.

"No one is killing anyone else. Especially John. Nobody touches John." I blushed and giggled like a schoolgirl as he slipped his arm around my waist and gave me the softest kiss on my jaw.

Angelica shrugged at Alex as Hercules clarified, "We were talking about if he hurts you."

Lafayette added, "As friends, it would be our job to avenge you." Alex laughed at their casual-dramatic assurances and pulled me closer to him. My arm looped around his shoulders, my hand resting on his bicep.

"If John hurts me, I will thank him for giving me the happiest days of my life before... whatever."

I pulled him around to me, kissing him deeply. My entire body was swooning at how utterly sweet that was, cheesy or not.

"You two are too much," Angelica laughed. "You do realize your students are watching you."

I didn't care, I wanted to keep kissing Alex forever, feeling his hands grip my waist just a little tighter as I traced his shoulder blades through his shirt.

"Jared is... how you say... fangirling." Lafayette observed with an amused chuckle.

I pulled away gently, a light laugh bubbling in my throat as I felt Alex do the same. Obviously, we both felt we needed to see this.

Jared was jumping up and down, squealing things that I couldn't understand because his voice was so high. When Evan noticed us watching, he quickly ducked his head, grabbed Jared's hand and tugged it nervously. Jared shrugged and looked back at us like he didn't give a damn that he was staring. He probably didn't.

Then he looked down at his and Evan's hands.

Alex laughed outright at the blush and bashful smirk that Jared developed, but I was looking over at the cafeteria, where Mr. Heere was giving me an exaggerated wink as though he was a protective father of sorts.

Actually, I wouldn't mind that.

"Come on," Angelica urged playfully, "Let's go."

So we do.

---Alex's POV---

I loved this. Having John's arm around me, spewing cheesy romantic declarations, walking and talking with my friends, seeing my students happy for me, breathing in the fresh, clean air, being alive. I never thought I'd feel that way, not a hundred percent, but I was beginning to consider it a tangible possibility, hovering right there. It was but a few steps away. I would get there.