Hamilton One/Two/Multishots

I Like You a Lot - Jamilton

Alexander sighed. It was hard enough being gay in their town, but why did he have to fall in love with him? Not only would he not like him back, he would hate him! Just why...?

"Hamilton, son. I need to have a talk with you. Now." Alexander looked up at Washington. His boss was tall and muscular, with a handsome face and nice ass. He was one of the many ways Alexander found out he was gay. Though he would never tell him.

He nodded, stood, and followed Washington into his office. It was spacious, with a desk made of rich dark wood in the center with a plush red-cushioned chair of the same wood on either side. Washington took the seat behind the desk, and Alexander sunk into the one in front of it, fiddling with his sleeve.

"I am going to ask you a personal question. You do not have to answer and you have permission to slap me if you so wish to." Washington said. Alexander nodded, tugging on his hair nervously. "Are you gay, Alexander?"

Alexander froze. Was he obvious? Did Washington hate him? Was he going to get fired? He had put so much work into this law firm. Independence Law had sky rocketed ever since he joined, he had earned them millions of dollars! They couldn't fire him! He would sue them! Or just go home and cry...

"Y-Yes sir, I am." The response came out as a whisper. He blinked back tears; He would not let Washington see him cry over this.

"Alex, look at me." He slowly looked up at his boss. Washington was smiling softly. "Do not cry, Alexander. I am not mad nor am I firing you."

"You aren't?" He hiccuped and his face flamed in embarrassment.

"No. I must admit, I am not as straight as most people think. I had a fling with a friend of mine." Washington smiled wickedly.

"You, sir? I didn't think you were capable of anything but a long and loving relationship." Alexander smiled slightly. "He must have been a lucky man."

"I was the lucky one. He put the French in a French kiss if you don't mind me being so blunt. But I never told anybody. I never owned up to it. And believe me, I love Martha; She's my soul and my rock. But even she doesn't know that I... have feelings for men. Don't be like me."

"I've always wanted to be like you, sir." Alexander said.

Washington laughed, "Not in this department you don't. I sometimes wonder what it would be like if I came out as bisexual. Or even just told Martha. I, like you, am scared that the people around me will hate me or worse."

"I don't want to loose my friends.. My father wasn't very supportive." Alex sighed.

"Well, fuck him." Washington said. Alex gasped; He had never heard Washington speak like that. "I'm your new dad now, Alex. And I'm gonna but you a flag, wrap you in blankets, and force you to watch cheesy movies until you fall asleep."

Alexander giggled, actually giggled. He quite liked that idea. At least he knew that Washington had his back.

"Thank you sir." He smiled and stood, ready to get back to work. The smile on his face was brighter than Washington had ever seen. Alexander walked to the door and opened it.

"Son? Remember that you aren't alone." Washington smiled when Alexander looked back at him. Alex smiled.

"Thanks... Daddy." Alexander laughed and dodged the stapler thrown at him, closing the door before it took off his ponytail. He laughed as he walked down the hall, leaving a red-faced Washington to hide his face in his hands and question his life choices.
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A week after he came out to Washington, Alexander had a tiny rainbow flag on his desk. He openly talked about guys he liked, attended a pride event, and took on a case for discrimination against a lesbian couple with two little boys.