Hamilton x reader

"Those Abs Tho~":Jeffershitton x Readermitton

Warnings:Cursing
And fluff
Hamiltime Or Modern?: Moderno

Interest: Oh! I love this guy too, that'st my southern husba—I meant Thomas Jefferson

Base:

"This is a pool party. Take off your clothes, and go in with me."

"Not until you take off yours."

"Fine."I stripped down to my bathing suit which was f/c with white designs. "Your turn babes."

Thomas took off his shirt. "Done."

"Take me home."

"Is it my trunks?"

"Mm-mm."

"Then why are we going home?"

"Because we have to."

"No."

"Those abs tho."I mumbled as I stared.

"Stop it."

"I don't want to go to the pool. I don't want to go to King's house, I don't want to leave my house."I tell my boyfriend, Thomas as he tied the strings at the back of my neck for my bathing suit. "Well that's just bad luck because we are going."Thomas replied, kissing my cheek. "Love you."

"Fuck you."

"I would too."

"And I still do."

"Is that a complaint?"he asked, buttoning up his light/dark f/c shirt. Pulling the laces on my boots, I froze. "Sir, no, Sir!"I answered. I tied a quick bow on each of my boots, looking at myself in the mirror. A light/dark f/c dress with black calf-length boots. Thomas hugged me from behind, pulling my close as he kissed my neck senselessly slow. I turned around and kissed him. "I'm not ready to leave yet."I whisper. "Way too bad, lovely."he chuckled, pulling me out of the house. Almost everyone who attended Washington University , knew that King, —well, he isn't a King except if you count his Royal, well known, party status— is the best at throwing college parties. Best booze in the business, condoms at the bottom of the chip bowls, and the best thing? Pool parties and casino every Friday. So yeah, what's there not to like? Oh no one.....except Sally. But I don't mind her. She's just a little crazy thinking that Thomas is in love with her still.

"So you won't leave me at this party, right?"I ask for the 75th time in a row. "I swear to the Mac n cheese god."Thomas says. "Okay, I believe you."I say. "Mac in cheese is bae."Thomas says. "I thought I was your bae."I say, looking up at him. "You know what I mean."he said. "Chocolate is husband."I say. "I dare you to say that again."he said. "Chocolate is husband."I repeat, running down the street, knowing I was bound to get thrown in the pool. "Georgie get 'em!"I shout, hiding behind King. "Darlin, come here."Thomas said with a sly smirk, his arms spread. "Not until you swear up and down that you won't dump me in the water."I say. "I promise."he said. "Swear."George and I said. "Promise."

"Swear."

"Promise."

"Five is greater than seven when counting backwards."

"Who the hell counts backwards?"

"We do."

"You do you, boo."Thomas said, walking through the back gate and towards the party. "See ya darlin'!"he waved. "Bet."I say. I ran into the backyard, and tackled Thomas. James stood over us with King, staring at us. "You owe me a dollar."James sighed. "I knew you wouldn't last a second without Y/n there to pounce."

"Y/n, dear, can you hand James a single from my wallet please?"Thomas asked, my body sitting on top of his. I simply took his wallet, and gave it to James. "Good luck with fishing dimes—"James pulled out a single, and slipped it in his pocket, then handed me the wallet. "You're in my prayers."James said to Thomas as I glared at the man I loved dearly. "I'm poor."I say. "So am I."Thomas replied. "He just pulled out a dollar. How come?"I ask. "Uhhh......Hamilton bet me he would win Washington's contest, but it seems that I won."he said. I stood up, and pulled Thomas up to his feet.

"It's night time, and I don't wanna go in the pool."Thomas complained. The sky was dark, a nice midnight blue, stars sprinkling the sky.

"This is a pool party. Take off your clothes, and go in with me."

"Not until you take off yours."

"Fine."I stripped down to my bathing suit which was f/c with white designs. "Your turn babes."

Thomas took off his shirt. "Done."

"Take me home."

"Is it my trunks?"

"Mm-mm."

"Then why are we going home?"

"Because we have to."

"No."

"Those abs tho."I mumbled as I stared.

"Stop it."