Group Plan - Kinglyn, Georgia, Thomily, and Taron [yandere bois edition] part 1

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Ahaha- kill me. Also, part 1 to keep suspense and because I'm lazy as hecc-

A small, white light flickered in the nearly dark room. James Madison stood underneath the lamp that hung from the empty room, waiting. He heard a few shuffles and sensed the four men that surrounded him from all corners of the room.

"You've kept me waiting too long. If I hadn't put my dearest to sleep before I left, I'd have grown too impatient. What is it that you four need?" James called out to the four men in the room.

Although their faces were hard to make out, James still noticed the differences of each man. Thomas Jefferson's jet black, curly hair bounced every time he moved his head. The stern cough whenever it seemed too quiet came from Aaron Burr, who could barely stand awkwardness in the room. The crown worn on top of George Fredrick the III's head spoke for itself really. The posture and tired eyes of George Washington were blatantly obvious.

"We know what you did, James, and we'd like to ask for assistance with our dear loves." Washington explained from the left side of the room. The figure in front of James nodded.

"Emily couldn't be more oblivious to my affections. I can barely stand not having her in my grasp." Thomas admitted shyly. The figure to James's right spoke up afterwards.

"Kaitlyn is quite frustrating. I can't handle looking at her and not wanted her to love me the way I love her." Georgie III claimed, adding a sigh after his words.

From behind James, Aaron Burr responded as well. "Tess doesn't understand how much she taunts me. It's very difficult, due to the fact that she cannot acknowledge my feelings."

Washington intended to speak as well. "Olivia, where do I even begin with her? She just so perfect, I can't let anyone steal that from me."

The men began to bicker and complain about various men who spoke to the girls that had stolen their affections, but James quieted them to respond.

"I know exactly how you gentlemen feel. I felt just as you did when I stared at my dearest, Brynne. So, you'd like me to assist in what precisely?" James wondered as the four stepped closer to him and walked into the light.

"We need your help forming a plan so we can claim the four as our own. We understand that you were successful, so we'd like some assistance. Only if you're up for it." The four took turns explaining.

James thought about it for a minute. A smirk grew across his face after a moment. "I guess that could be fun..."

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