Hamilton One Shots

Lafayette x Trans!reader

Warning- blood, dysphoria, slight suicidal thoughts, bad writing Lafayette being too adorable and the best boyfriend ever!!

A/n so basically the character has a uterus and doesn't identify as female. I will be using they/them for this though. The fact that the character is trans isn't going to be too important so if you're cisgender this will still kinda make sense. This was fueled by my own dysphoria about this time (fun!) This may not be the last trans one shot since I'm Non-binary and it is just something I feel inspired to write about from time to time. Enjoy! Modern au- 3rd pov

"Amour," Lafayette shook you awake. "Amour, I think you started..."

You cut him off, "Yeah I can tell." You felt the blood puddled around you in the bed.

He helped you up. "I started a bath for you. Don't worry about the sheets. Also you can borrow one of my shirts if it makes you feel better or whatever you need." He helped you get to the bathroom, helped undress you and got you into the bathtub. "Text me if you need anything. I'll be back in a little bit ok?" You nodded and he kissed the top of your head. You were almost in tears from being reminded that you'll never be biologically what you wanted. The same routine every month, blood, dysphoria, not being the same for a couple weeks, you get normal again, and it comes back. You hate it! Makes you wonder what's the point of living if you'll never be who you really are?

★(Slight time skip)★

"Amour! I'm home!" You heard your boyfriend call as you heard the front door close. He came into the bathroom with a box of pads and placed them on the counter next to the sink. "How is my favorite human doing?" He asked you, approaching the bathtub.

"I want to die!" You responded in agony.

"But, Amour, if you die who would I have to love? So, what, if you aren't biologically who you want to be? They aren't strong enough to go through this, you are! I couldn't deal with this. I'd probably pass out from fear!" You let out a little giggle. He kept comforting you, his sweet French accent soothed you, almost letting you forget what had happened.

"Mon amour, I'm going to make you some breakfast. I'm guessing you'd like (favorite food)?" (is it bad mine is cinnamon rolls? Lol) You nodded and eventually got dressed. You walked into the kitchen and saw your French beauty putting your breakfast on a plate and making you hot chocolate (or coffee or tea whichever you prefer). You walked up to him and hugged him from behind.

"Salut, mon cher. Are you hungry?" He said. (Translate- Hi, my dear). You nodded against his back, which was shirtless since he gave you his when he got home.

You sat down and ate. "I hope you are okay with it, but I called and said you were sick and wouldn't be at work today. I was already off today so I'm staying home to take care of you."

"T-t-th-thank you! S-s-so m-much!" You said almost crying.

"You're welcome (y/n)." He said coming over to hug you and gave you a kiss on your forehead. Let's just say that day you watched Disney movies non-stop, and heard Lafayette talk about how strong you were not only having to deal with this but also the dysphoria that came with it and just the struggle of being trans in general.

A/n- sorry this is so short! I felt so inspired to write this due to my own dysphoria, so, yeah, thanks for reading this!