in love with a pornstar (modern au fanfic LAMS)

chapter 32

a/n: nsfw; ***⚠️ panic attack don't read if you think you'll be triggered in any way  ⚠️ *** 
third person
"fuck! oh my god!"

peggy storms into john's room, slamming the door rather loudly.

"go tell your boyfriend to stop fucking eliza." she fumes.

john takes the pillow he was trying to smother himself with off of his head and scowls at the small girl. he turns on his lamp, squinting as his eyes adjust to the new light.

"he's not my boyfriend and it's not my problem. just put in your earbuds or something."

peggy huffs, sitting down on the bed next to him.

"are you okay? you didn't come out of here to eat anything, and you didn't come outside with us when we were setting up chairs outside."

"i didn't want to."

"well, that's fine. just make sure you eat something. i don't want you getting sick." peggy lectures.

john rests his head on her shoulder, and peggy grabs his hand. the door to the room swings open, revealing a sweaty alexander who's wearing white sweatpants that clearly show he's excited.

"hamilton!" peggy springs up. "i put you and eliza in separate rooms, so you wouldn't do what you just did. it is twelve-twenty in the morning! if i catch you anywhere but in your room doing something like that, i will kill you." she growls.

peggy shoves past him, slamming the door on her way out.

alexander is about to get in bed, but john stops him.

"go take a cold shower."

"it'll be hot, thank you very much. i need to finish. i fake it with her every single time." alexander mutters before going into the bathroom.

john shudders in disgust, wrapping himself in the blankets. he begins to drift off before he hears muffled moans coming from the bathroom. he groans, burying his face in his pillow. he kicks his legs, flailing around like a fish out of water.

"fuck, john!"

john's eyes snap open, and he rubs his eyes. he squints and tries to convince himself he heard that wrong. he grabs his earbuds and proceeds to blast music in his ears. he lays there with his eyes wide open, just thinking about what he heard. he's probably just dreaming. he'll wake up and realize it was just a dream. the door to the bathroom opens and alexander walks out in black boxers and no shirt.

john feels a dent in the bed, signaling that alexander was now getting into the bed. john scoots more to the edge of the bed, not wanting to be remotely close to alexander. john closes his eyes, takes a deep breath and begins to fall asleep.

time skip to early morning

john awakens to one of the lamps being on, so he simply groans and looks over at his annoying roommate.

"why are you up? it's literally five-thirty in the morning." john whines while looking at the clock.

alexander doesn't bother to look up at john, he's engrossed in a book.