A Hamilton Christmas Story; LAMS! (Modern Version)

Chapter 8

"I can't drink." John confessed, looking ashamed. Lafayette's eyes squinted at him.
"It's easy, just use your mouth." he'd begin to walk away, but was pulled back by John.
"I mean, I can't drink cause I'm afraid if I get drunk, I wouldn't be able to stop myself from, doing something to Alexander." 
"Wow, and what am I? Chopped liver?" Lafayette flicked his hand right in front of John's face. "Kidding, and don't worry. We won't take a lot of shots. If you do end up drunk, I'll help the boy out."
"What if you're too drunk to help him?" he'd press.
"Look, if I am, than surely Alexander would be too. He wouldn't remember."
"Yeah..I guess so. Thanks Laf." 

***

11:30 PM. Night.
Lafayette fell onto the floor, giggling. His drink had already toppled over and spilled everywhere. The bartender leaned over the bar glaring at him, then glaring at the other two.
"You all need to get some sleep, it's 11:32!" his voice sounded, taking off the apron he wore. "You all look very young." he'd start putting away bottles under the bar. 
John held his drink towards the roof, swaying it, with his eyes closed.
"We're not young! We'resh-" he'd slur his words, almost falling out of his chair. Alexander had only took one drink, worrying he'd do something he'd regret. Or, maybe just to look after his friends.
"Sorry, I'll take them back." Alexander slumped from his seat, both his feet landing on the wooden floors. He'd narrow his eyes down at Lafayette, crouching, his hands holding his knees.
In the corner of his eye, John fell backwards. His back was squished as John's weight toppled him down.
The beer splashed over his face, and off to the side. John began to giggle like Lafayette.
The bartender rushed over, passing the corner and helping Alexander up. 
"You alright there boy?" Alexander took this time to actually take a look at the guy. He wore a nice fancy tie, with a blue shirt. It was obvious he had muscles, big ones. Huh. He kind of looked like Hercules.
"Yeah.." he'd catch himself staring at the glimmering eyes of stars. John rose up, pushing away the man.
"Hey! Get away from my Alexan-" he fell, his stomach rising and falling as he passed out. Alex rolled his eyes, shaking his head.
"Is, he alright?" Hercules Jr. Slightly pointed at John, his right brow raised with question.
"Ah, he is. It happens every time he's drunk, at least that's what they say." he'd mutter the last part, grabbing the man's hand and shaking it.
"I'm Alexander Hamilton, you?"
"Oh, James Madison. Say, how long will you be on this here cruise?" he checked, grinning.
"It stops?" 
"Yeah, people don't have enough money to keep going." James informed.
"Ah, well. I'm staying till January." Alexander felt James Madison's hand brush against his, the two of them blinked at each other before slowly stepping back a bit.
"Well," the man gulped. "I look forward to seeing you a lot more." 
"You too." he'd dip his head, looking up, smiling.
"May I ask, you and this, idiot here.. You dating?" his finger then pointed again, towards John, again. 

Alexander laughed quietly. Somehow feeling all, giddy inside.
"Eheh, no." he'd answer, his eyes following the way James Madison's finger pointed.
He'd stare at the sleeping (lol) John, a smile spreading across his cheeks before an interruption opened his ears.
"Well, see me anytime. Free drinks for you." he'd begin to walk away, halting to a stop and eyeing him. "Not them, only you." he'd disappear.
Alexander sighed. He'd knee down, shaking Lafayette for attention. He'd look at him, tired eyes showing.
"Come on, let's get to the suite." as soon as Lafayette began to cooperate and carefully, get to his feet, Alexander moved onto John.
"Laf, hand me something to wake John with." his hand was raised as he was waiting to feel something in his hand, not looking away from John.
What felt like a glass brush his hand, he'd turn it in front of him. Yep, beer. Alexander splashed it over the boy's face, making him wake up with a jolt.
"Ohsh! Alexsh! You saved meEEeeE" his voice piped up and down, his arms wrapping around him. 

*** 

He'd place the two on the beds. Hercules suddenly pulling Lafayette closer to his body, as Alexander laid him down. 
"Mine." he hissed, protectively. 
"He just got drunk, relax." he'd defensively retort, his hands pushing the air. 
Hercules eyed him for a few moments before shrugging it off. Alexander nodded good night, making way to the restless John that sat on the bed.
Everyone had already been asleep, lost in the covers.
He stopped as he stood next to the bed, dropping to his knees. His bag had already been opened in the morning they got there, Alexander rummaged through it, picking out his pajamas. 

By the time he got out of the bathroom, John had already fallen asleep. 
'I can't believe I'm sleeping with him.' Alexander growled underneath his breath, dropping his dirty clothes in a hamper they all shared.

*** 

His eyes flittered open, sunlight pouring into the room. Joyful screams rang across the boat, chattering blowing up the boat as well.
It was then, he realized everyone was whispering, their hands covering their mouths. They were in one big circle, the only person he didn't see, was John. 
"Would you think they'd make a good couple?" Peggy whispered, a giggle following.
"Hell yeah, look at them." A voice answered back, sounding like Angelica's.
"What if they got married?" 
"Not until Lafayette and I. That'd just be-" Lafayette slapped Mulligan on the arm, a smile blowing up his cheeks.
Guess he's done with the hangover already.
"Guys, come on. They've only know each other for a week." Eliza sat on one of the beds, her arms crossed. Her voice, normal than whisper level.
"Love can do the most greatest things." Peggy's hands held each other, her eyes fluttering like a butterfly's wings'.
Alexander blinked.
"Who-" a groan sounded, behind him. Alexander realized a pair of arms had been wrapped around him like a ribbon. John breathed behind him, his hair in a crazy daze. Some strands pulled away from his low pony tail.

The others stared at him, smirks all equal, except for Eliza's face that carried a frown.
"Oh, my, god." Alexander whispered, trying to squeal away.
"You guys, are so adorable! I've never thought of a ship like you guys!" Angelica yelped happily, her arms waving up near her neck area. Her hands grappled, looking like smooth boulders. 
"Who's adorable?" John's arms slightly moved from him, as he sat up in bed. Rubbing his eyes with his right arm. He'd yawn, blinking at the group who had stared at him now.
"Well, look beside you." Peggy's fingers covered her mouth, although it was clear as the corners of her mouth shot opposite ways into a smile. 
Alexander shielded his face, avoiding John's contact. He didn't want it to be awkward.

"Is he asleep?" John asked, Alexander unaware of his reaction. 
He'd catch a glimpse of them nodding their heads quickly, eager to hear what John had to say.
At this time, Alexander would've shouted out "No!" but, he wanted to hear what John would say. He didn't know why, maybe he does like him. 
Or maybe it was because he didn't want to upset anyone. He didn't know himself.
"Aww. You guys' think so?" John's voice started up again. Alexander tried his best to act asleep, his breathing not too fast. 
"That's cute, he's cute. But, I'm afraid it's too early for that." he felt John's arms unwrap from him, the bed soon elevating as he heard feet walk the floor. 
"Feeling okay?" Eliza asked John, her head turning to peer over her shoulder.
"Yeah, you know me well enough to know I don't get hangovers', right?" he'd vanish through the bathroom door.