Not So Perfect~ Lams

Ten

John and Alexander laid on the floor, sweating and panting like crazy. They had been at it for nearly three hours and both of them were obviously enjoying the time.

Alexander looked over and glanced at John. "That was amazing..." he whispered. It was as obvious as day that they had both wanted it just by the chemistry they shared when doing it.

John's cheeks were already red so the new blush that appeared wasn't noticeable. "Yeah, it was." He said, smiling dumbly.

For the time being, both of the men had forgot about Eliza. They just remained in the moment, enjoying their time of happiness after their indulgences.

After a couple seconds, those moments ended. John turned over, laying on his side and looking at Alexander. "Was this just a one time thing?" He asked, needing an answer. He was really conflicted on what he wanted. He would like to keep sleeping with Alexander because it was amazing, but he didn't want to be a home wrecker.

Alexander moved so he was facing John and shrugged. "It doesn't have to be..." he whispered, moving some strands of hair from John's face. Honestly, Alexander still forgot about his wife.

John nodded a bit, leaning over and gently kissing Alexander again. Alex kissed back. It wasn't like their kiss before, this one was less heated.

They parted after a moment and John stood up, putting his pants on that were on the floor. Alexander got up and did the same thing. "You can come by tomorrow morning, if you'd like." He said, turning John's face, rubbing his cheek.

John got a bit flustered and nodded slowly. Alex smiled and pecked his lips. "Good." He hummed, letting go of John as he finished putting his pants on he began buttoning his shirt. He slipped his cheap shoes and and walked to the door.

"See you soon, Hamilton." John smiled lightly.

Alexander returned the smile. "You as well, Laurens." He said.

John nodded and walked away, taking his phone out and immediately texting Lafayette.

{John🕊: where are you? I really need to talk to you because I did something bad =(}

He sent, frowning and looking up from his phone, not seeing Lafayette anywhere. He did make eye contact with Benjamin again.

"Nope, I'm not going to die yet..." John muttered, looking away from the older man and making his way out of the house. He went to the car and sat in the drivers side, locking the door. He checked his phone again, no text from Lafayette.

{John🕊: I'm sitting in the car. Just come to me when you can, please.}

He sent again, laying his phone down and letting out a heavy breath as he leaned down in his seat.

He turned the radio on low and listened to the 90's hits they were playing.

Lafayette was enjoying his time with George in the starry room. They had gone from dancing to just laying down and looking at the ceiling, talking. They talked about their dreams, their hopes, and their pasts.

Lafayette explained how his last relationship didn't work out and how the girl was batshit crazy. He was opening up a lot to George, and George was doing the same. He explained how his wife died from Breast Cancer four years back.

Their conversation was deep and secrets were spilled, though both of them were enjoying it. They didn't even realize how long they had been talking until George's phone began to ring. He answered, talking for a few minutes.

Lafayette didn't bother listening, since it sounded like it had to do with his work so he looked at his phone, seeing text from John.

"I've got to go, amour." Lafayette said to George, who was still on the phone. George nodded and Lafayette kissed his lips for a moment before walking out, leaving the house.

He walked to where the car was and tried to open the passenger side door, before realizing it was locked so he knocked.

John sat up and unlocked the doors. Lafayette got in the car and buckling up, turning down the radio. "Sorry it took so long. I was with George and didn't realize the time. What's wrong?" He asked.

John looked at his lap, fiddling with his fingers. "You can't tell George." He muttered. Lafayette furrowed his eyebrows, confused but nodded. "I will not." He promised.

John sighed and looked up. "I went into a random room. Alexander Hamilton was in there, you know, the parent I've been helping?" He started before Lafayette. "The one you've been flirting with? Oui, I know." He said.

"Well, we were talking in the room and then we played a game of 8 ball and I sucked so then he helped me and we kissed and then we made out and then we fucked for a long time." John said, putting his head in his hands. "I'm a home wrecker..." he muttered.

Lafayette frowned and patted John's back. "Not if he made the first move. If he wanted it, it doesn't make you a home wrecker, it just makes him a cheater." He said.

John just shrugged quietly. "I'm supposed to see him again tomorrow morning." He muttered.

Lafayette wore a small frown. "Ah, Ami, are you going to show up?" He asked.

John shrugged a bit. "I'm not sure..." he muttered, fondling with his fingers still.

Lafayette nodded a bit. "Whatever you decide, I'll be here for you. Just know one thing..." he said. "Yeah?" John asked, looking over at his friend.

"You're smile is so big when you speak to him."