A/n: All I gotta say is;
Writer's block is a bitch.
Thanks to tomanyyfandoms to give this ideal and to TheQueenpin for helping me formulate it.
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John's P.O.V
I opened the email that just had popped up in my phone. My package was on it's way.
I cheered internally since it was my computer's new charger, which I needed urgently. I looked at the mail again. It was 25 minutes away from here.
I walked to my room and layed in bed,I sighed and scrolled through my phone, answered a few texts and ignored others.
Why is people so insistent?!
Minutes passed and suddenly, I was finally out of the bed, since my doorbell rang. I walked to the entrance and opened the door.
"Package for... Umm, John Laurens?" The mail guy looked up from the chart, and oh my god.
I think I just got an erection.
"Yeah, that's me." I smiled at him casually, he looked up and blinked multiple times.
"Please, sign here, sir." He mumbled, clearing his throat.
I grabbed the chart from his hands and signed. He had his hand extended to grab it back.
"You're new here, right?" I asked, giving it to him.
"Uh yep! I started a week ago." He nodded, giving me the box.
"Oh, that's nice." I smiled.
"Uh, I guess, I mean college has to be paid somehow, right?" He shrugged.
"Yeah, I suppose." I said.
"Well, have a nice day sir." He smiled slightly and walked away.
"Wait!"I called out.
He turned around with a frown. "Yes?"
"What's your name?" I asked.
"It was in the chart." He chuckled and walked again getting in the mail truck.
"Yeah, but—"
It was too late. He started it and drove away. I sighed.
"Goddamn, I really need to get laid soon, I'm tryna hit on the mailman." I laughed at myself.
A week passed. I was doing some college work when I got a text. It was from Lafayette.
Frenchass:JOHN
Frenchass:JOOOOOOOHN
Me:what the fuck do you want Laf?
Frenchass:I need to borrow your credit card
Me:Wtf what for?
Frenchass:Internet shopping
Me:And why tf don't u use your fuckin card?!
Frenchass:I already got to my limit, and I'm not done adding to my kart.
Me:You're not fuckin up my credit Laf, sorry
Frenchass:JOHN S'IL VOUS PLAIT!
Me:Nah
Frenchass:I'll make your Math 2 assignments for a whole semester
Me:keep talking...
Frenchass: and I'll stop stealing the beers from your place
Me:fine
Frenchass:YAY!! MERCI❤❤❤❤
Me:But I'm not giving you my code, so you send the link of what's left to buy and you just come pick it up at my place when it comes
Frenchass:Can you add the express delivery?
Me:....
Frenchass:Yes? Ok! I LOVE YOU MON AMI❤
I rolled my eyes and waited. Sent the link to the stuff and I made the shopping. Almost $500 in clothes, phone cases, make up and accessories. Dammed Laf.
It all got to my place in 24 hours.
The next day, at fucking 10 am, someone was insistently ringing the bell. I grunted and got out of bed. Walked to the door and opened it.
"What the fuck do you-" I looked up.
"Package for Mister John Laurens?" He said, a slight green in his face.
I blushed. "I-uh, hi!"
He handed me the chart. I grabbed it quickly and signed, went to hand it back but retired. I looked at it. Alexander Hamilton.
I smiled. "Beautiful name."
He blushed and quickly gave me the package, I gave him the chart with a smirk. He looked up at me and giggled.
"What?" I cockily smiled.
"You've got a lil drool." He pointed at my face.
I wiped it and frowned. He laughed.
"You like buying a lot online, don't you?" He said casually.
"This is actually my friend's" I sighed. "But hey, if you're the one who's gonna deliver? I would buy Amazon completely."
He widened his eyes and sprinted. I chuckled. Then realization hit me.
And I did. I practically bought Amazon completely. Useless shit on express delivery. And everyday, I was greeted by Alex's Hazel eyes and silky brown hair.
I even managed to have small conversations with him. He started flirting back a little and I was completely sure he liked me just as much I liked him.
One particular evening, I was texting him. Yeah. He gave me his number. He sent a picture of him, making a peace sign in front of the mirror while he sat in his dorm bed.
Alex was adorable.
But all I could focus was the beautiful and attractive his curves looked. He had thick thighs. God, how I wished to have those around my face.
I had to make an online shop. Quick.
It was Thursday. A familiar email notifying my package was close had popped in my phone. 15 minutes away.
When the doorbell rang, I didn't bother on going to grab a shirt. I just went to open the door. Alex's familiar eyes and smile was the first thing that caught my eye.
"Hello John." He said, handing me the chart.
"Hey Lex." I smirked, signing. He chuckled.
"Why that face?" He asked, handing me the box.
"Oh, no, I need you to open this one for me." I said, ignoring his question.
"What?"
"Yes, please, I need to make sure it is was its supposed to be."
He frowned. "But—"
"Just open it."
He sighed, grabbed letter opener blade from his bag and tear up the tape from the medium sized box. He opened it and grabbed another smaller box from it. His face immediately turning red.
"So? Wanna hang out here on Sunday?" I asked, with a smirk.
He looked up at me and smirked back. He handed me the vibrating plug.
"See you on Sunday."
Alex tiptoed and pecked my lips before rushing to the truck.
I'LL SMASH THE SEXY MAILMAN.
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love you ❤