Hamilton x reader

Hercules x traumatized!reader

-Alexander's pov-

"A-Alexander, the
bombs. The guns. The bayonets. The blood. The blood. The rush. Adrenaline. Fear. Rush. Blood. Rush of blood. Wounds. Dead. Fatal. Fatal deaths. Dead people. Screams. Run. Run away. Death. Innocent deaths. No more wars. No more violence."she hugged her knees up to her chest. She was still haunted by the war. For the last five minutes, that's all she could repeat. I sat beside her, rubbing her back. "I know Y/n, I know. You have to get through this."I say as she shuddered. "But the blood. The screams!"she buried her face in my shoulder. I wrapped my arms around her, stroking her hair calmingly. The storm that was going on only made it worse. She tightened her grip around me with each sound. I called Hercules.
He came over when I told him that Y/n was having a panic attack.

-Hercules' pov-

Y/n shivered. "H-Hercules..."she cried in my arms. She never told me about her anxiety, or her panic attacks, but I guessed that when it got bad, this was the result. The aftermath of the war. "My dearest.....
sshhh,it's okay."I whisper, rocking her in my arms. "The bombs, Hercules. The guns. The bayonets. Red. Red. Red. Blood, everywhere. Silence. Terrifying silence. Everything drenched in red."she murmurs. Y/n calmed down, but was still shaking. "I know.....I remember. But you have to stay strong if you want to fight for your independence and for what is right,my dear."I whispered. Alexander tried to give take her to bed but she said she wanted me to take her. I carried her to her bed, and laid beside her,kissing her forehead as she fell asleep.