As Thin As Paper: Jamilton (Hamilton x Jefferson)

Slow Dancing

Jefferson's POV:

"Hamilton, you should drink your tea. It's getting cold!" I exclaim. Alexander looks up at me and then grabs his tea, still while holding my hand.

God, he's so cute. I wish he knew how I felt.

I let him sip his tea and place it back down where he won't spill it to come a bit closer to him. He didn't seem to notice so I gotta little bit closer. He noticed that time.
"Whatcha doin over there-?" he asked.
"It's easier to hold your hand when I'm closer to you." I reply. He goes red again. I smile and move a bit closer. He's so adorable. Dammit, why does he have to be so adorable. Alexander looks at the clock on the wall.
"God, it's already four thirty in the morning?" he says.
How is it only 4:30am?! WHAT?!?!

I pull his hand up close to my face and press his hand against my face.
"Jesus christ, how are your hands so soft?!" I ask loudly. Alexander shushes me with his finger over my mouth.
"Shhh, we don't know if anyone else is in the building!" he whispers before giggling adorably. I pull his hand closer to me, which in turn brings Alexander closer to me. Oh god is it happening? Is this happening? Wait hold on-
"Hey Alex?" I ask nervously.
"Hm?" he replies.
"What's uhm... what's your opinion on uhm... y'know... what Madison said-?" I asked nervously. Alexander looked concerned.
"Well, I think that people can live their lives however they want. You can love whoever you want. It doesn't matter. You're still a person and should be treated as such!" he replies confidently. I let out a sigh of relief. He giggles again.
"Why do you ask?" he says. I lose my train of thought.
"Uhm, n-no reason!" I reply. Alexander giggles cutely again.
"C'mon, tell me!" he nags cutely.

Nononononononono why does he have to be so CUTE?!?

I go red and start to tear up. I know for a fact that he doesn't feel the same. It's obvious. God, I'm such a fool. I feel his hand wipe away my tears.
"Hey, what is it?" he asks. Why does he care about me? I'm so confused. I look up at him, trying to hold myself together. There's a lot of silence, but Hamilton still holds my hand. I don't want this moment to end. I want him to hold my hand until the end of time. I want to protect him.

"Hey," he starts, "how about we dance for a bit? Maybe that'll make you feel better-?" I nod and smile at him. Alexander smiles back as he puts a record on. He has so many records... yet he picks the ones with hearts all over it. Maybe I do have a chance. I stand up and put my hand out for him to dance with me. Alex grabs my hand immediately and smiles again. His smile is so soft.

We dance for a bit and then slow dance. It's comforting. His head is pressed against my chest as we slow dance. My heart beat gets faster and faster the more we slow dance. I don't want this morning to end. He's so amazing, and kind, and cute and so many other things!

He looks up at me with his adorable, brown eyes and smiles.
"This is really nice." he says softly. "I don't want this moment to end."
"Neither do I." I reply. He goes bright red but doesn't move.
"Wait I said that out loud?" he stammers. I chuckle and nod. He presses his head back into my chest softly.
"Eh, that's fine." he says as we slow dance.

My heart melts when I hear him say that.