Janthony ONESHOTS! (SLOW UPDATES, PROMISE)

sick day.

Lol when this is posted imma be on a train to London so there might be some mistakes here and there
Oh well
You can handle it lmao bYe
Ps in this oneshot hamilton has been going for about 2 months and Anthony and Jasmine have been dating for a while so yeet adios
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"Anthony, you gotta get up! We're running late!" Jasmine said, shaking her boyfriend hastily.

"Oh, God, Jasmine...I don't know if I can." He croaked. "I feel like shit...can you check my forehead?"

"Oh, no...alright, keep still." Jasmine leaned over and felt his forehead with the back of her head. "Shit." She growled. "Yeah, babe, you're burning up...I can't let you do the show today...hang on."

She grabbed her phone and messaged Lin.

Jasmoon👌: Lin, bad news, Anthony is really ill and I dunno if he can do the show today...

She quickly took a picture of a very ill Anthony.

DaddyHamilton: Oh, shit, he doesn't look so good. Yeah, don't worry about it Jas, we'll have one of the guys cover for him.

Jasmoon👌: You're a lifesaver!! Thanks, I'll let him know x

DaddyHamilton: you know what? Don't bother coming in either, he needs to be looked after

Jasmoon👌: are you sure?! Anthony's a grown man, he can look after himself...and I don't wanna ruin the show or anything...

DaddyHamilton: no, it's fine. You two haven't missed one show yet- I'm sure you need to take a break anyway.

Jasmoon👌: TAKE A BREAAAAAK AND GET AWAAYYYY

DaddyHamilton: lmao wow, go take care of your sick boyfriend

Jasmoon👌: oh yeh lol, thanks again Lin 💞

DaddyHamilton: you're welcome. Tell Anthony to get better soon

Jasmine smiled a bit and put her phone down then jumped back into bad beside Anthony.

"What's going on?" Anthony asked quietly. "Aren't you going to work?"

"Nope. Lucky for you, Lin has let us have the day off. Soooo, I can look after you!"

"Oh...good." He mumbled. "Can I sleep for a bit longer pleaaase?"

"Okay, bab." She ruffled his curly hair then got up. "I'm gonna go freshen up, okay?"

"Alright." He moved further under the covers and went back to sleep quickly.

Jasmine watched him do this then left the room and went into the bathroom. She got into the shower for about 10 minutes then got out. She brushed her long curls and threw on some clothes. She then started on her makeup.

As she was doing her eyeliner, Anthony ran into the bathroom, looking incredibly pale.

"Annie?!" She asked, swiftly turning to him.

"I'm gonna be sick-"

"Do it in the toilet," Jasmine put her eyeliner down immediately.

He nodded and rushed to the toilet and was violently sick into it.

Jasmine winced and bent down, and pushed his shoulder-length hair out the way so he wouldn't get vomit in it.

As soon as he was done, he looked at her. "Thank you," He whispered weakly. "Oh, God...I feel so disgusting." Anthony sniffled, wiping his mouth with his shirt sleeve.

"It's alright, baby boy." She said softly. "Everyone gets ill sometimes,"

"Y-Yeah...I guess so." Anthony smiled a bit. "My breath is disgusting now, though..."

"I'll get you some juice, love. Stay here." Jasmine stood up and nipped out the bathroom, then walked into the kitchen. She glanced at the cupboards and opened the one with the glasses inside it. She leaned up, standing on her tiptoes, and grabbed one of the glasses with the pretty patterns on it. Jasmine filled it with orange juice then sauntered into the bathroom again. "Got you some orange juice," She called.

"Thank you," Anthony sat up on his knees and took the glass from her. He drank it quickly.

Jasmine closed the lid of the toilet and flushed it, then grabbed a hair tie and put his hair into his John Laurens ponytail.

"Mm- thanks," He pulled the glass away from his lips, gasping.

Jasmine smiled a lot and took the empty glass from him. She watched him gasp for air.

'That's kinda hot...'

'Stop it, Jasmine, he's ill. We're just gonna take good care of him, and that's all.'

'Alright, alright...haha.'

Anthony stood up shakily. "I'm really cold," He whispered. "Really cold...so cold..."

Jasmine stopped having questionable thoughts and placed a hand on his forehead. "Mmm...no, Anthony. You feel hot...really hot."

"But I'm cold..."

"Maybe because you're just stood there in a shirt and your boxers." She laughed. "But no, you feel hot..."

"Can't I get warm?"

"I don't know if that would be a good idea," She said, taking his arm. "You'll only get more sick, my love."

"Yeah...yeah, maybe not." He sighed. "I'm really cold though...what should I do?!"

"Well..." Jasmine paused and hugged him. "Body heat, isn't it?"

"Aww..." Anthony chuckled and hugged her back. "You know...there is more than one way to produce body heat-"

"No, Anthony."

They both laughed. "Why not?"

"You'll probably thrust into me and vomit all down my abdomen."

"Eww!" They both laughed again.

"Okay, okay..." Anthony smiled and ran a hand through her smooth hair. "Thanks for looking after me, Jazzy doll."

"You're welcome Annie baby." She giggled and nuzzled his neck.

"I...I love you."

"And I love you, my big brave boy."

"Why am I your big brave boy?! I'm your big brave man."

"The day you become a man, Anthony, is the day that humans defy gravity."

"It's time to trryyyyy-"

"No more Wicked songs." They both laughed yet again. Jasmine rubbed her eyes. "I went through a Wicked obsession in College and now it makes me physically sick to listen to any of the songs."

"Honestly, I had the same thing but with Grease."

"Eh, never saw it." Jasmine shrugged.

Anthony pulled back from the hug and stared at her. "What?! You've never seen Grease?!"

"Well, I've seen it in your hair when you forget to shower-"

"You know what I mean, arsehole." Anthony laughed.

Jasmine giggled. "Yeah, I do...but, no, I have never seen it."

"That's it-" Anthony suddenly picked her up bridal sister.

Jasmine shrieked and laughed. "What the hell are you doing?! Aren't you ill?!"

"I still kinda feel like shit, it's true," He admitted. "But you gotta watch Grease before I can resume dying."

"Oh my God..." Jasmine couldn't stop laughing. "Do we even have that movie?"

"Of course we do. I have, like, 3 copies!"

"I dunno have I haven't noticed," She chuckled. "Well...alright. To the living room, squire!"

"As you wish, Princess." Anthony smiled and carried her into the living room, now feeling much better.