Hamilton One Shots

{JeffMads} Anxiety Pills (12)

▲▽James Madison's P.O.V.▼△
★Modern AU ★
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"James, could you get the box of Macaroni and Cheese from the cabinet?" Thomas' voice called from the kitchen.  I was seated at the kitchen table with my laptop sitting in front of me, my eyes stinging from staring at the Word Document app for too long. 

I stood up and walked to where the Mac and Cheese was, grabbing the box.  "Here," I say in a monotone voice, my arm sticking out with the box in my hand.  I knew he was doing this to get me away from my laptop.  He knew I've been sitting there for a long time, trying to finish the essay that was due in two days. 

"Could you also get me the milk and butter stick?" He asked as I noticed he was reaching for a pot, the tie on his apron very rushed and about to fall again.  I couldn't help but smile.  I placed the box down on the counter and retied the apron strings.  "Oh, thank you."

I grabbed the carton of milk and a stick of butter for the Mac and Cheese royalty himself.  I placed both on the counter as I used my back to close the fridge. "Anything else, your highness?" I teased, bowing before the Virginian. 

"Yes," he looked at me after he placed the spoon and pot down.  He raised his arms up for a hug and I couldn't help but laugh.  I accepted his hug and hid my face in his chest, taking in his scent.  He smelled of his expensive cologne and his deodorant, but also of a bit of campfire scent, which I adored. 

I separated.  "I have to finish my essay," I told him, my arms still wrapped around him. 

"I know.  You just need to take a break," he rubbed circles on my back comfortingly. 

"But I have so much on my plate," I complained in return, which made him chuckle. 

"That's alright.  A small break will do," he told me and turned me around.  He gently pushed me to the couch and made me sit down.  He smiled to me.  "I'll make you some tea and some food.  After we are done eating, then you may continue with your essay."

"Can I work on it now?" I asked with slight irritation.

"Nope!" Thomas said, popping the p in 'nope'. I groan which made him laugh as he walked back to the kitchen to make what he wanted. I grabbed the TV remote and looked through the channels, finding something to watch. When I saw Kitchen Nightmares, I put the remote down and watched. I heard it's pretty good, or that's what Thomas says.

"Are you watching Gordon Ramsay without me?" Thomas called from the kitchen which made me laugh.

"Yup!" I replied, popping the p. Thomas groaned in reply and kept making food.

Sooner than I thought, Thomas sat down next to me and handed me my pills, a cup that steamed, and a bowl. I took the pills first and swallowed them using the green tea Thomas made. I then ate the Mac as we both watched Gordon yell at someone.

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"Yes, I will," I said through the phone, writing the time and the date the doctor said. 

"Thank you," the doctor replied before hangin up.  I placed my phone down and sat at the table, running my hands down my face in frustration.  I had an appointment the next day for new anxiety medicine, plus some other medicine that will 'help me with sickness'.