Last Time | lams
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  • Reads 1,149
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  • Parts 16
  • Time 3h 21m
Complete, First published May 13, 2021
TW : depression, suicidal thoughts

Alexander had, according to him, no more reason to live. He was tired, and his head kept telling him that he had no one, that if he disappeared, no one would care.
And that was true. Alexander was alone, terribly alone. He was waiting for someone. More than anyone on this Earth, he needed a person by his side, because that was the only thing that would have allowed him to stay alive. Alexander couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't find any meaning in his life, and to continue fighting had become useless. And he had no one.
Yeah, he just needed someone.
And it was there, just as everything was falling apart around him, that he met him.
John. The boy he was waiting for. The person he needed.

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*this is currently being edited* I am horrible at descriptions so I'm just going to put an insert from it for now: Alexander Hamilton had never experienced snow. Never. Growing up in the Caribbean he'd never had the chance. Never until he'd moves to New York. Sure, he dreamed about seeing snow. But he never imagined that it was so cold. Yeah, it was pretty and all, but it was way too cold. The first year was the worst, but each year made Alexander dislike snow more and more. John was happy, though. Growing up in New York, John was used to the snow. Alexander on the other hand, he wasn't used to snow at all, as he grew up in the Caribbean. "Hey, Lex," John said, walking into his and Alexander's apartment. Alex looked up from his huddle of blankets on their couch. "No," he muttered. "What was that?" John asked, cheerfully. "No," Alex muttered again. "What?" "No. I'm not going outside." Alexander glared at John. "At least not until Spring."