Past Life Lessons (A Lams Fanfiction)

One Week Later

It was one week later, which meant that John had to meet Alex's dad. It should have been easy, seeing as he only needed to meet one person, but it was not what he expected at all. The entire week John thought about what could go wrong, something which he had never done before when meeting his ex-boyfriends parents.

But this was Alex. Everything was so much different with Alex and he didn't want to mess it up. Not again.

He would go through all the steps, not leaving out a single one, which happened to include meeting Alex's dad.

Alex hadn't even told John what his father's name was, only that he was his foster father and that Alex had been living with him for a few years. It wasn't very comforting.

John just didn't want to mess up, not again not ever again. He was through with messing up and losing what he so desperately wanted. He was going to make a good impression and he was going to stay with Alexander. He had waited two centuries to meet his love once again and one single encounter was not going to ruin that. John was better than that.

Here he was standing in front of his full length mirror attempting to get ready, with Alex reading some textbook on the bed. 

"You know you don't have to try that hard Jackie, it's just my dad." A blush rose on John's face, Alex had only recently started calling him by that nickname and it flustered him every single time. At least the memory of Alex saying it would replace the memories of his father.

They would never have to meet.

John fiddled with his sweater, trying his hardest to tuck it into his jeans nicely. "I want to make a good impression."

Alex chuckled, "My dad has yet to meet you and he already loves you. Now come on, we're going to be late. Wouldn't want to leave a bad impression now would you," Alex winked.

He had really begun to come out of his shell, at least towards John. He was starting to be more like the Alex that John knew from all those years ago. Sure they weren't exactly alike but it was perfect nonetheless. And John wouldn't trade it for the world.

"Fine," John huffed as Alex walked over to him. He grabbed John's hand and the two walked out through John's door.

The trip wasn't long in the slightest, it felt like it went even faster than it should have because of John's nerves. While the two sat in the taxi that they had hailed Alex saw John picking at his nails. He hadn't noticed it before but John's nails were short, really short. Alex had never been one to mess with his nails much but it appeared that John was the type.

Alex grabbed John's right hand with his left and laced their fingers together. John sighed and seemed to be more content after.

Before long the two men had made it to the apartment. John was internally panicking but Alex's hand in his kept him grounded.

Alex knocked on the door and soon enough it opened. "Alex! You must be John, I've heard a lot about you. Please come in."

John stood there frozen as Alex followed his father in. He could not believe what he had just witnessed, this had to be some sick dream, or Alex was pranking him or something of that sort. There was no way that Alex's foster father was Lin Manuel Miranda.

John pulled back Alex by his sleeve. "Hey what gives Jackie?"

John grabbed the shorter man by the shoulders and stared him dead in the eye, "HE is your foster father."

Alex looked confused, "Uh yeah? That's kind of why you're here."

John felt like he was losing his mind, "Did it not occur to you that I am John Laurens?"