Okay, so I wanted to write a story and am incapable of writing anything long cause I can't commit to anything especially with school still existing. So instead I will write Hamilton one-shots and if I actually get people who like the story I will ta...
A/N: I know Leerens isn't everyone's cup of tea but it to me at least can sometimes be cute and just give this a shot? This chapter is mostly angst any way so you sadistic peeps who I guess hate the ship so much can giggle at it going up in flames. On to the story.
"....John." Charles muttered under his breath. He sat on the opposite end of the bed width wise. John sat at the other end on his phone. Charles glanced back at John after not earning a reply, John laughed softly still looking at his phone. Charles' face slightly flushed but then faded as quickly as it appeared. "...John?" Charles said a little louder in hopes of catching John's attention.
He still didn't earn a response, Charles picked at his nails and eventually stumbled up. He gathered himself and walked towards John, John still hasn't appeared to have noticed him. Charles sat next to John in which finally John looked up towards Charles and flashed a cheerful smile, one Charles had become familiar with but still seemed like he hadn't seen it in a long time. "What's the matter?" John asked softly seeing the distant expression Charles carried.
"Oh, well, nothing..." Charles sought to find words but nothing really came out but a jumble of words that passed his mind, his voice was soft but accent still noticeable. "Are you sure?" John asked even softer than before his voice drenched in concern. Charles looked away and didn't make eye contact. He and John had dated for a while, it had its ups and downs but he enjoyed his time with John dearly. John recently though just seemed to...distant himself. The spark that seemed to be there slowly fading and Charles was trying to re-kindle it for months, but nothing seemed to work.
If anything the distance between the two seemed to only become a bigger rift. Charles didn't like to be thought of as possessive but he seemed to feel secondary in John's life. Someone John would only interact with if he was bored and no one was around. Like the friend who you'd call in after someone else canceled plans. Except, they've dated for at least 2 years. They aren't just friends, they both confessed love for one another- but Charles came to a realization at that moment.
The first time in the relationship the words 'I love you' were shared was by Charles. After that same thing, John. Never did reply. John only at that moment and gave a smile and hugged Charles. John came to Charles' house at one point after a rough night at his own and when Charles uttered the words 'I love you' he only got a smile then too. John gave the first kiss but even after that John always seemed to not feel content. Satisfied. It was like John felt a connection with Charles but he was trying to latch on to something else. Someone else?
Charles then could only wonder if John loved him in that way at all, did he ever feel that way towards Charles? Charles continued to look away from John his mind now back in the present. "John?... I uh, " Charles cleared his throat, " Have a question...," his voice seemed small and meek. John continued to look at Charles, his eyes kind and a joyful smile still on his face, " Yep, of course, what is it?" John asked inching a little closer to Charles placing his phone down. Charles looked back at John his eyes distraught. John then also realized through this whole conversation, even if short, Charles hadn't addressed John by 'love' or something of the sort. Something Charles would always do that would fill John with happiness.
Charles began to open his mouth to speak when John's phone made a 'ding', John looked back at his phone picking it up, he seemed to be reading something and had a hard time suppressing a soft giggle with the flush of his face to a light shade of pink. Charles peered over off the edge of the bed in John's direction, " John?...love?" Charles asked softly with his accent shining through more. John then turned back around to look at Charles the blush fading from his face. "Sorry! Hercules texted me and the others something funny, " John looked away slightly with a tiny chuckle. Charles had doubts about it being Hercules but didn't say anything about it. "Oh, okay. " Charles nodded, " Could you do me a favor?" He asked cocking his head to one side similar to a dog, his hair slightly falling into his face at the action.
John smiled, " Yes! What is it?", " Well, ... Could you say something to me?" John nodded and gave a quick response, " Of course anything!" Charles nodded a little looking off. " Okay... Well. I love you." Charles said. John gave a puzzled look, " I know you love me you say that all the time-" "No, that's what I need you to say." Charles told John a little sharply but his tone still weak. "...can you say that?" John gave no answer and just adverted his eyes, his phone gathered another ding this time John didn't go to pick up.
Charles peered over at the phone that laid flat on the bed, he couldn't really get a good look at it, but. He managed to gather an 'A' in the name. "John...I love you..." Charles said, "...you love me, right?" " Yes of course-" " Can you please say it?" Charles asked voice more like a plead. "...please." John didn't answer. The silence ate away at Charles. "Look I do-" John tired to start quickly being cut off by the slightly louder voice of Charles, " Then why can't you say it?" Charles retorted.
"You have to understand-" "understand what?" John then lightly hugged Charles' arm. Charles didn't move and looked away, he then softly pushed John who then let go looking off. "...can you at least lie?" Charles said voice watery and weak. "l-lie? I thought you hated-" John answered, Charles, cutting him off once more "I do. But...this once." "...lie about what?" John asked his voice weaker than it started, " Just lie. And say you love me." John looked at Charles quickly, "W-w-what? But I do..." " you obviously can't say it... just.lie." Charles said looking away.
"...I-I" John started, almost at a lost for words, " please." Charles pleaded, hugging in on himself. "please, please, please, please, please." Charles softly shook, " I-I need to hear you say it..." John's phone dinged again, Charles glanced towards it and John reached over and turned it off. "...love? John? This is the only thing I ask." John was at a loss for words and could only stare at Charles with a startled look. John brought Charles into a hug but Charles didn't react looking down.
"...love, can you please...
Lie to me?"
John's phone made a 'ding' sound again.
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A/N: I hope that was good! It was definitely at least fun to write, I hope it sparked some emotion in you.
