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✰ ps, i still love you (part 4) - thaurens ✰

enjoy lovelies ❤️ this is way longer than i intended it to be, also thank you for 2k reads 🥺
TW // slight body shaming
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dear john laurens,
i couldn't believe when i opened that
letter and it was from you.
mon dieu. it's been, what, five years
since we've seen each other?
not that i'm mad or anything.
i was so happy to get it.
i can't believe how mature you were at 11.
mon dieu, when i was 11, ma mère was still
putting out snacks for me after school,
but here you were with all these
complex thoughts and emotions.
it's crazy.
reading it reminded me of that time
that we both got locked out after school.
remember that?
we went to the middleton's treehouse
and read divergent until it got dark.
if i'd written you
a love letter back then,
i'm pretty sure it would've just
said something like, um,
"i liked reading with you.
you're vraiment beau."
but your letter
was so much more than that.
i just have one question:
why send it now?
whatever the reason,
i'm really glad i got to read it.
yours, marquis de lafayette.
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john's point of view
"hey, tommy?" i ask my boyfriend. we're currently making our way to the cafeteria. it was community service week and we had to sign up for them. i personally wanted to volunteer at king's. sure, it would be ideal for thomas and i to volunteer at the same place, but who knows if that will work out?

after a long facetime call with peggy and francis, i decided it would be best to tell thomas about the letter. i didn't expect lafayette to actually write me back. i mean, francis, thomas, and alexander all lived close so i knew them getting their letters would be a problem. but lafayette? i haven't seen him since... ever.

"yes, darlin'?" thomas replies, looking at me.

"do you remember that whole letter fiasco from last year?"

he laughs and i can't stop myself from smiling. his laugh and smile are contagious. "you mean the letter fiasco that made our relationship happen? yeah, i think i remember that."

i playfully hit him on the arm before continuing. "well, i got one back..."

"people actually write letters? like they wrote you an actual letter and sent it in the mail? not an email or anything?"

i laugh at his shock and nod.

"damn. anyways who wrote you back?" he asks.

"uhm, lafayette did, actually." i respond.

i don't know what i expected his reaction to be but screaming out in joy definitely wasn't what i intended in the fifty imaginary scenarios i made last night.

"lafayette wrote you back?!" he asks excitedly. i nod in confusion. "oh my god, that was like my bro back in elementary and middle school! did you write him back? please tell me you did."

"we-well, i was planning to i just wanted to con-confront with you first. you're seriously okay with it?" i ask timidly.

"of course i'm okay with it! why wouldn't i be?" he replies, stopping.

"we-well, i just, i dunno... i just thought you, it's stupid." i shrug, stopping with him.

"hey, darlin', i know you're mine and you know i'm yours. i love you, john laurens." he whispers, resting our foreheads together.