If you write something on your arm, it will appear on the same arm of your soulmate. Until you find your soulmate, everything is in black and white. Alexander Hamilton is a famous writer. John Lauren's is a poor farm boy who dreams of meeting Hamilton. Yeah, I know that I'd be writing three fanfics at the same time. BUT I DONT CARE! :)

John Laurens was known in college for one thing and one thing only: He was the biggest fuck boy ever. Which was perhaps a hyperbole, but the title still stood. What most people didn't know is that behind the charming smiles and weekly hookups, John Laurens was just a desperate gay guy in search for a cute that didn't sleep. He convinced himself that if he slept with enough girls, he would start liking them eventually, but it doesn't work that way. Everything just gets even more complicated when he gets a cute roommate by the name of Alexander Hamilton, roommate who he can't resist from the second he lays eyes on him. <<COMPLETE/UNDER EDITING>>