Hamilton One Shots

{Jeffmads} Baby Steps (13)

"James, meet Vikki. Vikki, this is my boyfriend, James," Thomas introduced with a bright smile. I stood practically behind Thomas, slightly intimidated by how muscular the woman was.

"Hey, James. It's nice to meet you!" Vikki seemed cheerful as she smiled her 'perfect' smile.

I smiled slightly at her as Thomas smiled at me. "Hi," I murmured to the muscular woman.

"Alright. Let's do a warm up," Vikki clapped her hands together with a smile. "We can start with a bit of running on the treadmill and go from there."

Thomas nodded and separated his hand from mine. I followed behind Thomas and Vikki behind me. "Hey, don't worry about a thing, James," Vikki nudged my side. "I will make sure you are comfortable here."

I thanked her quietly and then got to work.

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"Tomorrow is another day, Jemmy," Thomas said as we got back to the apartment, our gym clothes sticking to us because of the sweat. 

"I know," I murmur, looking down at my body with unsatisfactory. 

"Hey," Thomas' hand found my chin and he tilted my head up to look at him.  "You're beautiful.  Never forget that."

I smiled and kissed his cheek, thanking him before taking a shower.  I washed myself quickly and hopped out.  After getting into pajamas, I walked out to see Thomas holding something.  "I want to give this to you."

"What is it?" I asked as he placed it in my hand.  It was a homemade bracelet (made by Thomas Jefferson) that said 'Baby Steps' in bead letters.  I hugged him tightly, not caring that he was covered in sweat.  "Thank you."

"No problem.  Now I have to go shower," Thomas laughed and kissed the top of my head before I let him go take a shower.  I loved that man.

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"This is our third month of going to the gym," Thomas celebrated as I looked down at my weight as I stood on the scale. My original weight was written on a sticky note that stuck to the wall in Thomas' closet, where the scale usually stayed. Thomas wrote his: 165 pounds. I wrote mine from the beginning: 212 pounds. Now I'm down to 197 pounds, which is definitely an improvement.

"Hey, are you okay?" Thomas pressed a hand on my back after I stepped off the scale.

I looked at him and tried to smile but it turned out horribly. I gave up smiling, knowing it didn't help my case. "How bad do I look?" I murmur, raising my arms up in defeat.

Thomas wrapped his arms around me and looked into my eyes. "Beautiful and perfect," the Virginian told me, a smirk playing on his lips. I couldn't help but smile as he kissed my forehead gently. "And I love you, no matter what size you are. Plus you've come so far, why stop now?"

I giggled as he spread kisses all around my face. I found his lips on mine and I reacted quickly, bringing him closer. When he pulled away, he had my bottom lip between his teeth and I couldn't help but laugh. He pulled away and gave my lip back. "Now, lets go eat some food. I'm starving," He escaped my grasp and ran off to the kitchen as I wrote down my weight now.