A/N:I'll be attempting an artistic approach...
Warning:contains the topic of Slavery
Y/N's POV
I was at a revel with some rebels on a hot night, an attendance like this is key for my family's reputation.
Y/N L/N was from a very wealthy family, his father had joined the ensemble of men to fight against Britain, he wasn't like most boys, Y/N was outcasted for being more feminine than the other men.
I was talking with my dear friend Eliza when she pointed out a tall man in a blue suit.
"I think he has eyes for you!", Eliza says smiling.
"Are you kidding? Me, a man, and him a man, admire each other? That is impossible...I may have to settle on an arranged marriage...", he says with a sigh.
"Look he's coming this way! Gotta go!", Eliza giggles as she shoves the same sized male towards that direction.
Wah! Ouch...Eliza Schuyler, love her to death but sometimes she's too much...
He realizes he's bumped into a man in front of him.
"My deepest apologies mister-", the smaller male's voice trails off as the taller male in the blue suit is smiling down at him.
"Oui Oui, please it is my fault...Je ne savais pas à quel point tu étais mignon d'où je me tenais(i didn't realize how cute you are from where i was standing)", he mutters the last part.
"My name is Y/N L/N, and you are...?", Y/N asks the man.
"Oh yes yes,désolé, my name is Marquis De Lafayette, I work very closely with Hamilton...", he says smiling.
"Hmm...do you prefer nicknames?", Y/N asks.
"Oui, my friends call me Markie, or just Lafayette", Lafayette says.
"Have they ever tried Frenchie?", the smaller male asks giving an adorable smile.
"Non, that name may only be reserved for you...", Lafayette says as Y/N blushes.
"I won't be staying in New York for long...may I, how do you say, write letters to you?", The taller asks.
"It would be my pleasure to stay in contact with you...", Y/N says smiling.
"Very well, can I buy you a drink?", Lafayette asks.
"That would be nice...", Y/N says as Lafayette leads him to the bar.
And that was just the beginning...
Y/N sat in his office in his manor house in the outskirts of Virgina, his home differed from other households.
Everyone owned slaves, however only the best treated them like humans.
Y/N's father was a kind man, thought everyone deserved to be treated equally.
I was sitting in my office when a flashback occurred to me,
Y/N's mother had died when he was born, and so that led to his father hiring someone to care for him.
"Y/N, meet Nana, she will be your nanny...",Dad said.
Nana was a dark woman, big and beautiful as she greeted the child.
"You certainly are the most beautiful child I've ever done see...come on, we're gonna have so much fun...", the woman said.
Nana died last spring, now it was Y/N, the last standing member of the household name of L/N.
"Y/N you got a letter!", TJ says.
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