The New Kid {Hamilfam x Reader}

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{Your point of view}

I was roughly thrown out of a boat. 'Great. Lost in NYC and from fucking Ireland. No one is from IRELAND' I thought in distress. I was sent here to make new acquaintances and money, but I'm completely and utterly lost.

As I was walking along, you hear 4 men. One French, one southern, one soft of regular, and the 4th loud and... Irish? Nice! The French one stepped away, so I made your move. "Sir? Can you help me?" He turned around as said, " Of course, monsuir. 'Ow can I help?" "I seem to be terribly lost in this godforsaken island...thing... Could you help? I'm from Ireland..." He smiled and led me to the other men. 

 "'Ercules! I 'ave a friend for you!" A tall man with dark skin and a blue bandana approached me. "Hey there, bud. What's your name?" Oh shite he's hot. "Y/N.. Hercules I presume?" He laughed and smiled. "The one and only. So Y/N, where are you from?" Can't he tell by the damn accent? "Ireland. And you?" He put his arm around my shoulders. "You see, I am from a land far away, home to the drunks and the little, ginger, money-loving stealers. All so known as Ireland." I laughed. He bought me a drink and the night was a blur.

{3rd person}

Soon, Y/N and Hercules were flirting and kissing cheeks. Out of nowhere, Hercules kissed Y/N I'm the lips. He asked for entrance and Y/N let him have it. We both know what happened that night.