Hamilton Ship Oneshots

I Hate This

So the song at the top is the song that Harry and Hermione danced to in deathly hallows 1 p so I just re-imagined it as lams, enjoy!

Alex POV
Right now I'm balling my eyes out sitting there in my dress robes (cause I'm classic) watching the only person I'll ever love dancing with Angelica Schuyler cause duh he's straight. She leans in for a kiss and I can't take it. I run off to John and I's dormitory and I break down in the living room.

"I hate this" I mumble to myself.

John being the kind person he is opens the door to check on me.

"Lexi, are you ok?" He asks softly.

"What are you doing here? Go back with Angie"  I say rocking back and forth in a ball.

"Was it Eliza dancing with Maria?"

"No"

"It was you..." I say nervously.

I was ready for him to throw a punch at me or for him to yell at me, but instead I got a big pair of warm arms snaking around my waist. I watch him put on our favourite song, "o children."

"Dance with me." He says looking me dead in the eye but softly.

"O-ok" I manage to stutter out.

John POV
I saw Alex's cheeks heat up and I smirked.

"So, the great Alexander Hamilton is flustered by me? John Laurens?" I say still smirking.

"Who the hell wouldn't be?" He says in a "duhh" tone.

At this I felt my cheeks heat up.

He buries his face in the crook of my neck. I kiss his hair put my head on his. I lift up his chin delicately as it's the most precious thing in the world (which honestly was true) and I kissed him.

His lips were the softest thing I think I'd ever touch. Like honestly, I could fall asleep on them. The song come to an end and we just sat down on the couch and cuddled.

"I wish you were my boyfriend." I whisper thinking he wouldn't hear.

"I'd love to be." He says turning only his head around and looking me straight in my eyes.

"Really?"

He answers that question by kissing me.

"But what about Angie?" He says knowing that she'd kill us.

"She's that one "mum" friend" I hum in response he says while picking my fingernails.

"Y'know like Herc" I say looking up.

Alex's laugh was like sweet honey.

"Wha'?" I say vey confused.

"Your Southern accent is showing more than Laf's." He says throughout laughs.

"Do ya know wha's funny?" Now I'm noticing my accent coming back.

"Hmm?" He says while snuggling up to my chest.

"We're all immigrants, Herc is Irish, You're Caribbean, Laf's French and I'm a Southerner. (JUST GO WITH IT)

"I'm tired.." he says with a yawn.

"Go to sleep love" I say softly.

"Night" I say.

"Goodnight"

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