John's PoV
We end up playing Lego Star Wars until it's time for dinner. "Okay boys, dinner time. You need to eat something tonight, son." Washington says. Hamilton groans, pausing the game and lurching into the kitchen, his head thrown back in a long, unhappy groan. I watch in amusement as he rummages around in the fridge and withdraws his hand, holding a single piece of lunch meat and bread. He shoves them into his mouth and swallows them quickly. "Okay there back to playing now!" He scampers eagerly back into his living room.
"Aye! You have a guest here. And Gilbert needs the amount of food a normal person does." Hamilton sighs and turns to me.
"You hungry?" He asks, disappointment in his eyes.
"Not right now, I'll eat later." I say. He tries to hide a smile. I grin. I can't figure him out at all. At school, he's basically the poster boy for bad boys. The only class that he actually pays attention in is History, which makes sense when you know Washington's his father. But out of school he's totally different. I don't get it, it's like he has a split personality.
"Come on Gilbert, hurry uuuuuup!" He whines.
"Shush! The ramen requires time to cook." He hisses. Hamilton rolls his eyes and fiddles with the buttons on his remote. "Give me two more minutes, alright?"
"Fine. But make sure it's only two or else I have some ramen to yell at. And shut up Gilbert's hair! You're so obnoxious!" He snaps. "I'm hearing colors again. Lack of sleep and lack of caffeine, although I'm adjusting." He explains to me. "White always talks first. Gilbert's hair always talks to me first. No! I'm not going to any fairy lands! Casse toi!" He yells angrily.
"Hey! What have I told you about yelling at your brother's hair?" Washington demands.
"Actually father, this conversation has never come up before. Do tell, what do you tell me when I start yelling at my brother's hair?" He says, cocking his head.
"Oh shush you. Go do something."
"I'm waiting for Gilbert to finish his fucking ramen so I can get back to my game."
"Well then, lucky for 'o eet's feeneeshed." Gilbert says, walking in with a bowl of ramen noodles in his hand.
"GOOD. Now get your ass in here so I can get the next minikit. I need them all." Hamilton says, plopping down on the floor and resuming the game. "Hey John, how excited are you for this year's VidCon?" He asks. I grin.
"Super excited! I hope my dad will let me go!" I answer.
"Even if he doesn't, you're coming anyway. I have money for tickets for us all." He says. "Ha! Take that game!" He cries, getting another minikit.
"You have a job?" I ask.
"'O're taking us to VeedCon? We're going to Caleefornia!?" Gilbert cires.
"Yep and yep. And Gilbert, yep to that as well. And YES, I'll get you into Universal or wherever you want to go." He laughs. "But I'm excited too! Nonstop is finally doing a face reveal! After five years! At VidCon! He's gonna get swarmed by fans. Hope he doesn't freak out and leave early." I see Washington raise an eyebrow at him and Hamilton waves him off. What's that about? Oh well, I can ask later.
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"Pleeeeeeaaaaase?" Hamilton begs, staring up at me with big violet eyes. "Pleeeaase stay?"
"I can't. My dad wants me home." I say.
"Let me talk to him! I'll convince him to let you spend the night." He wheedles.
"Sorry Hammie. He's going to say no no matter what. Maybe another time." He sticks his bottom lip out and sullenly walks back to his room.
"Bye John. See you tomorrow." He says sadly. Great, now I feel bad.
Alex's PoV
I walk miserably back to my room and flop onto my bed. Then I decide I need to talk to someone, so I transfer my body to my desk and open up Discord. Nonstop_1776: THOMAAAAAAAAAAAAAS
Magenta_Macaroni: WHAT? I'M EATING MAC N CHEESE YOU FUCKING WHORE
Nonstop_1776: OMG you and your fucking macaroni! But I'm saaaaaaaad :(((((((((((((((
Magenta_Macaroni: Why?
Nonstop_1776: So my crush came over for a few hours and we played LSW the CS
Magenta_Macarnoi: What is with you and that game???
Nonstop_1776: It's amazing. But anyway, he said his dad won't let him have a sleepover tonight and I'm sad now and I miss him plz help
Magenta_Macaroni: You've got it baaaaaaaaaaad Nonstop
Nonstop_1776: I know I do. But what can I do?
Magenta_Macaroni: Idk man. Who is it?
Nonstop_1776: You're gonna tease me....
Magenta_Macaroni: I'll tease you no matter who it is
Nonstop_1776: Yeah...... It's John Laurens
Magenta_Macaroni: The blond dude?
Nonstop_1776: Yeah. He hasn't even been gone five minutes and I miss him a lot
Magenta_Macaroni: Man if you really like him THAT much, you have to tell him soon
Nonstop_1776: But we're not that close, I don't think. Maybe in a month or two...
Magenta_Macaroni: You need to tell him before VidCon
Nonstop_1776: I will. Alright man, thanks. Ttyl
I log off with a sigh. Dad appears in my doorway. "We have a few things to talk about young man." He says. I spin around in my chair to face him.
"Yes?" I mutter. He sits on my bed.
"Sit next to me." He says. I do. "First, since when are we going to California, and since when do you do face reveals?" He questions. "I'm not mad, just curious."
"Since I asked you if you would want to." I say. "And I certainly have the money I make from my channel, and I'll be making even more with the release of my merch. And I got the invite to VidCon and decided I have to do a face reveal sooner or later. And I want to see VidCon for myself, so I thought it would be the perfect time to do it. It gives me a few months as well."
"Alright. And the last thing, when are you going to tell him you like him?" My face burns.
"Before VidCon." I mumble. He nods.
"You're lucky he's so oblivious. It's really quite obvious. You're better at hiding it at school though. That's all I have to say. I love you Alex. Oh, and don't think your brother hasn't noticed it either." He stands up and leaves, leaving me sad and alone on my bed. Yeah, I can't take this. I change into a pair of black and silver pajamas and walk to Gilbert's room. He looks up at me as I open the door.
"Yes?"
"Can I sleep in here tonight?" I ask quietly. "I'm lonely."
"Of course. Come on." He moves over on his bed and I gladly lay down next to him.
"Thanks Gilbert." I whisper.
"Of course. Anytheeg for 'o Alex." He says, hugging me. But he can't resist. "Sweet 'ome Alabama." He sings teasingly. I punch him sleepily, already starting to drift off into sleep.
"Night Gilbeerrrrt." I murmur, falling into sleep.
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My Name Is Alexander
FanfictionI've had this story in my Google Docs for a while, so here it is? I don't really know what to put for the description, sorry! Hope you enjoy! Oh, this is not a trans AU, like the title might suggest, but you'll understand the meaning behind the titl...
