Hamilton Oneshots

Come Back to Sleep

Lams. This is much shorter than what we usually write, be prepared.

Alexander was sitting at his desk, writing. Not a big surprise.

However, the trouble arises when you take into consideration the fact that it was 3:40 in the am.

John slipped into Alexander's study, frowning softly. This was the fourth time this week this had happened...

"Alexander...?" he whispered, slowly approaching the back of his husband's chair.

The other man jumped. "John?" He turned and saw him. He smiled softly. "Did I wake you, baby?" He slightly lowered his pen. "I'm sorry."

The smaller man sighed softly, gently pressing a kiss to Alexander's cheek. "It's four in the morning..." he murmured.

"Not yet!" Alex tried to argue. "It's only... 3:45." He sighed. "Yeah, it's late..."

John smiled a little. "Come back to bed..."

Alex lifted his pen again. "In a bit. I just need to write something down."

A sad smile flickered on John's lips. "Why do you write like you're running out of time...?"

Alex turned and took his hand. "Shhh." He kissed him gently. John smiled.

"Come back to bed."

His husband ran his thumb over his knuckles. "I'll be back before you know I'm gone."

"Come back to sleep..." he murmured, gently trying to pull Alexander up.

"Just a little longer... A sentence or two more..."

"No, Alexander, this isn't healthy... Come back to bed."

Alex kissed his hand. "In a little bit. I promise."

John frowned softly. "That's what you said last time..."

His husband opened his mouth, then closed it again. "I know... I'm sorry." He stood. "I just have so much work to do."

"Please..." he murmured, standing on his tiptoes to be able to press a kiss to Alexander's lips.

Alex let his eyes flutter closed and he moved forward slightly when John tried to pull away. His husband laughed softly. "Are you going to go to sleep now?"

He nodded and let him pull him down the hall toward their bedroom.

John smiled softly, and a few moments later, they were pressed together under the covers. It only took a minute or so, and then Alexander was asleep, curled protectively around his husband, his head on his chest.

The smaller man kissed his hair. "I love you..." he whispered. Alex shifted slightly in his sleep and let out a soft breath, a sleepy smile on his face. John laughed softly and shut his eyes, melting into his husband's arms and floating into comfortable darkness.