Hamilton one shots ;p

in his arms//mullette (smut)

-mullette
-smut
-when laff comes back from france fo surprise visit :D
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*laff pov*
The bright computer screen illuminates my room as I type my daily invoices.

Suddnely, an ad pops up in the corner of my screen.

Plane tickets to: Berlin, New York San Diego, Quebec, and Madrid now half off for limited time

A smile spread across my face as the thought poped in my head. I'm not supposed to be home for 3 months, but I bet I could get the weekend off.

After a few emails, an hour of scheduling, and $691 dollars, I finally have everything in order for one weekend back home.

I decide not to tell Hercules. I want to surprise him.

That night I go to bed that night with a smile on my face, excited at the prospect of being back in his arms.

*timeskip*
After what seemed like an eternity-long flight, I finally walk out of the taxi and onto the doorstep of his apartment.

Suddenly thinking of an idea, I lull out my phone, pressing on his contact.

He instantly answers, making me smile.

"Hi Laff." He says, his voice both soft and gruff in all the right ways.

"Bonjour mon amour." I reply as I walk up the stairs.

"How are you? I miss you like crazy." He says, making me smile.

"I'm perfect, mon couer." I say, chuckling as I get to his door.

"Whys that?" He asks.

I knock on the door, and hear him get up.

"Sorry hold on, I think someone has the wrong door." He says.

I cant help but laugh, hearing him undo the lock.

The door opens, and I watch as his eyes go wide.

He instantly picks me up, spinning me around.

"Ahh! Hercules!" I say, giggling.

"Do you know how much I missed you?" He says, peppering me in kisses.

I wrap my legs around his waist, holding his face with my hands and pressing my lips against his.

I can feel both of our lips curl in a smile, and my heart feels like it'll explode.

When we part, He looks like hes on the verge of tears.

"I know its not as nearly as much as I did." I whisper, hugging him tightly.

"I love you, Laff." He whispers into my ear as he holds me.

"Je taime" I say, kissing his cheek softly.

"....but we should probably go inside if we're wanna..catch up." I add, making him chuckle.

"That soon?" He says, raising a brow.

"Neither of us have had sex in months." I remind him.

"All right, frenchie." He purrs, shifting me in his arms so he frees his other hand, grabbing my bag as he takes us inside.