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Alexander Hamilton Loves John Laurens

Summary:

alex describes everything he loves about john. thats it.

Notes:

hiii!!!! this is my first hamilton fic of the summer (and hopefully not the last!!) my friend got me into it so enjoy this corny poorly written lams fic

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Alexander Hamilton loves John Laurens.

 

He loves John's curly hair. The way it looks when he pulls it back in a ponytail. He loves how every curl looks unique in its zig-zag patterns. It satisfies Alex when he gently pulls a curl and it bounces back up. He loves the rare moments when John wears his hair down. The way it falls close to his shoulders. How John lets him twist his finger around a stray curl. He loves the color of John's hair. Brown matched John's pretty face.

 

He loves everything about John's face. Alex had taken the time out of his day to count every freckle on John's face while he was taking a nap. 105 was the highest number he'd got to before John had woken up. He'll get farther next time. He loves John's pretty brown eyes. The way they looked in the sun made Alex never wanna look away every again. It felt like a place he wanted to get lost in and never fiind his way out. John never understood what alex liked so much. In his head, his eyes are just some regular old brown that 80% of the population has. Besides, there were other better colors, like blue and green, why his brown eyes? John always asked Alex this. And his response will always be,

 

"John, nobody will ever have eyes that reel me in like yours do."

 

He loves John's smile. The way his lips turned upwards made Alex wanna kiss him and never pull away. He loved the way the corner of his eyes turned upwards when he grinned. ALex knows he will never see anyone have such a striking smile as John's.

 

He loves his body. The way his freckles spread down to his shoulders and chest. Alex loves kissing every darkened spot. His skin is just so beautiful. He loves feeling John's strong arms wrap around him. His muscles are perfect. He loves John's hands. They are slightly bigger than his own. They way their fingers intertwine toegther makes Alex's heart race . He never wants to let go. He loves how John holds him during and after being intimate with each other. It makes him feel safe, safer than he ever has befofre.

 

He loves his personality. The way John speaks to him is kind, kinder than anyone that has probably ever spoken to him. He loved when John teased him, whether its over something silly or when they're having fun in bed. Alex loves all of it. He loves how protective John is. Not just of him, but all of their friends. He remembers a time him, John, Lafayette, and Hercules all went out to a bar awhile ago and a middle-aged man poured his whole drink all over Laf and called him the f-slur because he was dancing around with Herc.

 

John had lost his shit

 

As much as they didn't want to, it took Herc, Alex, Laf, and a few other people to hold John back from sucker punching the fuck out of the man. John did however get into a screaming match with that same man until they'd all been kicked out of the bar for disrupting the atmosphere.

 

(alex is proud to say he joined in with john to yell at the guy)

 

That's probably Alex's favorite thing about John. The way he cares about all of his friends makes Alex overjoyed. And the way he cares about him too. They'd been through so much together in the last 5 years of dating. Of course, stress and arguments would happen alot, but it never drove them apart. Instead, it made them become closer, learning more about each other as their relationship flourished into what they are today. Nothing would every separate them.

 

"Lexi? Lex??"

 

Alex had been so lost in thought that he never noticed how John was calling his name for the last 2 minutes.

 

"Lexxxx. Alex"

 

Huh? It's only been 2 minutes? No way! Time does go by fast when you're doing something with a passion.

 

"Alexander. I swear to god—"

 

He should probably respond to John's worried voice, but it felt so much better daydreaming about him—

 

"Alexander Hamilton!"

 

And thats when Alex heard a yell with a flick of cold water landing on his face with John leaning over the counter staring at him.

 

"Dude, I've said your name like 20 times! And you've been sitting here doing nothing for awhile! Are you okay? What're you thinking about?"

 

Oh. Right! John was making dinner for them, and Alex has definitely been sitting at the kitchen island for way longer than 2 minutes. He didn't want his dear John to worry about him, so he chuckled and said,

 

"I'm doing amazing! And to answer your question, I've been thinking about you. "

Notes:

listen its corny but its okay bcuz it just is okay