Hamilton One Shots

Book Store //Jamilton\\

Third Person POV
AU modern day.

Alexander Hamilton was forever stuck inside and rarely ever left the house due to his continued over working himself with school stuff but he soon realised he needed to get a job. His bills were not about to pay themselves; much to his disappointment.
            Alex had spent just under three hours looking for a job to help support his college and dorm, and successfully found a well paying job in a bookstore.  Nearly every day for the first two  weeks Alex wasn't  be left alone, his employer wasted to get him familiar with the place.

After his fourth week a very tall man walked in and quietly made his way around the place,searching and scanning for a particular book. This tall man in a pale purple hoodie didn't notice the smaller boy from behind  the countertop where the register was. An exasperated sigh was very evident in the almost empty book store.
Alex bit the bullet and called out a meek "Can I help you sir?"

A slight sigh left his lips in return as the curly headed person turned and saw him. 'He was new here' he thought to himself as he eyed the Caribbean boy who reached below his shoulders.
"No, no, just looking for Martha, she ordered in a couple of books that weren't in stock" he chuckled and ruffled his hair back into place.
"Oh, you mean Mrs Washington? She mentioned books ordered in specially.." He murmured and hurried behind the countertop and put out the various Shakespeare books. "These it?" He mumbled softly showing the titles. He was reading Romeo and Juliet since it was so quiet and forgot to take the small bookmark out. It was a perk of the job for him.
Thomas Jefferson let out a small chuckle as he followed the lad to the counter. "All mine but this" he teased tapping the book mark. He laughed softly at a flustered Alex who tried to get it out but a hand over his stopped him. "Relax" Thomas spoke softly. "Just a book, borrow it and read it" Thomas said softly after he paid. He scribbled down a number on the tip of the book mark and smiled.
"How about you call me when you're done and we'll talk about it, eh?" He said with a small, yet genuine smile.

Alex had turned bug-eyed at how nice this stranger was. "A-are you sure?.." He as his cheeks had started to slowly change colour to a noticeable pink. Alex could feel how red his face was. Thomas's small grin and chuckle at the smaller man made him turned even redder if that was possible.
"Yes, m'sure darlin'" his southern voice drawled out musically "I'm Thomas," He started as he made to the door with the books in a bag. "I'll see you soon short stuff!" He said with a grin before opening the door to leave.
As he left Alex just bit his lip, the only audible sounds being heard was his breathing and the bell on the door.
'What was that' he thought to himself as he locked up and made his way to his shared dorm with a close friend John Laurens.
Alex was unusually quiet towards John which made him question Alex and surely after a tickle fight Alexander had spiller what went on in work. and James grinned happily, thankful that he actually may have made a friend; a friend by himself. That was huge. The pair of best friends had stayed up and just watched films in a content silence. No. That was a lie. John watched in silence whereas our dear Alex was reading, flipping the pages with a great speed.

Time skip to a few days later.

Alex bit his lip and texted the number on the book mark he was no longer using.
'Hey. It's Alexander from the bookshop.. I've left the book with Martha at the store whenever you want to collect it ? A.Ham' he laid his phone onto the bed not expecting a reply almost instantly.

'Ello short stuff! I was wondering if you just decided to take my dear Romeo and Juliet and fled the country!-' Thomas paused and laughed at his text thinking he was being funny. '- and I'd rather pick you up with it, you agreed to a discussion!' He sent with a grin.

Alex was blushing like a tomato and very thankful no one would see. ' I am not short. Below average.. (Fun fact I always say this!) but I'm working all week so unfortunately for you the discussion you crave, isn't happening.' Alex sent back pouting at his phone.

Thomas as he scanned over the message. 'See you at eight on Friday short stuff, don't forget the book' was his reply and left it at that.

The week passed by and Alex was closing the doors and locking up once again when a hum of a black car appeared and out came the man who hardly ever left Alex' mind.
"Short stuff" he greeted and opened the passenger side for him to get in. He refused to.

After a short time where Alex did not get in the car they had parked at Thomas' apartment and now Alex refused to get out saying he was cold and the car was warm. "Fine, I'll carry you" Thomas shrugged and picked him up with ease, a squeal left Alexander's mouth and blushed.

An hour had passed and they were now just talking about anything and everything until a yawn left the Caribbean boys mouth and he unintentionally curled into Jefferson. He fell asleep like that. Thomas hadn't the nerve to wake him so he carried him to his room and laid him down. He quickly changed Alex into a sweater that was too big for Thomas and was absolutely huge on the sleeping boy.
Soon after a little while Thomas checked the time and noticed it was late.
Humming softly he pulled off his clothes he was previously wearing and changed into his pjs and laid down next to Alex, keeping to his half of the bed.

Throughout the night the pair continually moved closer and closer to each other until they were a mess off tangled limbs. Alex the smaller one of the two had ended up half resting his head on Thomas' chest during the night.
For once, Alex's nighttime terrors hadn't woken him up in the middle of the night, screaming and thrashing around for help.

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This is my first time writing any type of fan fiction in any capacity so I'd really appreciate it if you'd leave tips, constructive criticism and pointers!
Any ideas are welcome for future one shots.
Peace,love and rubber gloves~justthatfan