The Rant Where It Happens

Part Four: Laurens

I'm Lams AF so expect things

Now they stood in a bar. The crowd was rowdy and there was a refreshing hustle and bustle. The bar was packed, though, and Hamilton couldn't see anyone that he recognized. 

"Whose heaven is this?" He asked Washington. "Who would want to spend an eternity here?" He chuckled lightly.

"I'm offended."

"JOHN!" Alexander ran at the freckled man, throwing himself into his arms and kissing him deeply. "My dear, Laurens." Then he seemed to realize what he had just done and turned to Washington with an expression of fear.

Washington merely smiled. "If God had judged you for it then you would not be here. I don't judge who God does not judge."

Alexander smiled and turned back to Laurens, tears streaming down his face. "I thought I'd never see you again."

Laurens cupped Alexander's face in his palms and leaned down to kiss him again, softly this time. When he pulled away he spoke, "Don't cry. You're here now. We're together again."

Hamilton nodded, grinning. "We are. We have an eternity to get drunk and scream about the revolution!"

Laurens chuckled softly. "There's my Alexander." He brushed the shorter man's hair from his face and kissed him again. "Go visit more. We've all been waiting. Come back when you're done."

Hamilton nodded again. "I'll see you, Jacky."

"You will."

*cries*