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fiction-fun · 3 years

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how 'bout a bit of modern AU Hamilton jeffmads fluff?

Hi!! I'm so sorry this took so long! The truth is I don't really follow Jeffmads but...I did my best! I hope you enjoy it!

Fandom: Hamilton

Pairing: Tjeffs and Madison (JeffMads)

Words: 832

Warnings: None

James hummed softly as he moved around the small apartment kitchen. He stirred something in the pot on the stove before he poured in some milk and mixed that in.

“Oh, I hope he likes this.” James murmured to himself as he put the final things into the pot and then placed a lid on top.

He picked up his phone and walked to the living room after turning the stove down, so the meal wouldn’t burn. James sighed softly and settled into the couch flipping on the TV to kill some time until Thomas got home. James was flipping channels when Thomas walked in with a small groan and dropped his bag on the floor.

“Thomas!” James called with a smile as he jumped off the couch and walked to the other man, hugging him.

Thomas sighed and wrapped his arms around James, dropping his head down on James’ shoulder.

“Hey.” Thomas said softly, not lifting his head.

James hummed softly, reaching up and running his fingers gently through Thomas’s curls. He could tell the other man had a headache.

“Why don’t you go lay down for a little bit, I’ll bring you a glass of water and medicine in a few minutes.” James said softly.

Thomas nods but makes no move to lift his head. James sighs softly and pressed a kiss to Thomas’s cheek before leading the other man to their bedroom. He led Thomas over to the bed and laid him down, Thomas groans softly and tosses a hand over his eyes. James sighs softly as he carefully tugs the shoes from Thomas’s feet.

“Just stay here, I’ll be right back.” James said softly as he backed from the room, quietly shutting the door behind himself.

James quickly went out and stirred the meal before grabbing a cup, and filling it with cool water before grabbing some headache medicine. He walked down the hall and slowly opened the door, peering in and looking at Thomas who hadn’t moved and inch.

“Thomas?” James called softly, to not aggravate his headache.

“Hmm?” Thomas hummed softly.

James stood at the head of the bed.

“I’ve got some water and headache medicine.” James said softly.

Thomas slowly moved his arm, and sat up so he could see James. He smiled softly in thanks as he took the water and medication, taking it and drinking half the glass quickly he sighed softly.

“Today wasn’t good, but I’m glad to be home.” Thomas said finally, voice soft as he waited for the medicine to kick in.

James sat on the edge of the bed, nodding.

“Yeah, so you mentioned, what even went on?” James asked softly watching Thomas.

Thomas sighed before leaning back.

“The Professor just left the class, and because I’m the TA, I took over and it just went downhill.” Thomas said softly.

James sighed softly with a small half smile in sympathy.

“Why did he leave?” James asked next.

Thomas shrugged.

“He got a phone call and then just left.” He replied after a second.

James nodded and they lapsed into silence for a while, long enough that the medicine seemed to kick in as Thomas reached over and flipped on the bedside lamp. It was after another minute when James realized…

“Oh no!” James exclaimed as he rushed from the room, towards the kitchen.

…he forgot dinner on the stove. James reached the kitchen and sighed in relief when he opened the pot and realized the meal was safe. He gave it a stir and turned, jumping slightly when he saw Thomas standing there in the door way.

“What did you make?” Thomas asked a small smirk playing across his face.

James smiled slightly and lifted the spoon from the pot, showing him the cheese coated noodles on it. Thomas’s eyes went wide, as a real smile slid onto his face.

“You had a bad day, so I made you homemade mac and cheese.” James said smiling softly in a small shy voice.

Before James could react, Thomas had leaned down and pulled the spoon into his mouth, causing James to laugh slightly at his antics.

“Mm that’s really good Darlin’, thank you, for being amazing.” Thomas said as he looked into James eyes.

A barely noticeable blush covered James’s cheeks at Thomas’s words and he smiled brightly as well.

“Of course! I’d do anything to help you feel better!” James said smiling brightly.

Thomas pressed a kiss to James’ lips and pulled back with a smile.

“Let’s eat this wonderful meal you made, love.” Thomas said as he stood up straight and reached over grabbing some plates.

James smiled and nodded, spooning some mac and cheese on each of the plates before they went over to the couch where the tv was on a random channel and ate together. Thomas looked over at James a while later and smiled softly, he leaned over pressing a kiss to his cheek, James smiled and snuggled into Thomas’s side a bit more.

#asks #fanfiction #fanfic request #hamilton #james madison #thomas jefferson #JeffMads Fluff #anon ask #ask request

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jefferoni-quotes · 5 years

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5. “I heard a noise.”

JeffMads requested by @the-names-kay

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Jefferson sat bold upright in his bed. “I heard a noise,” he whispered. James shifted next to him and he shook his partners arm.

“What...?” James groaned sleepily, sitting up slowly with a crack from his back.

“I said, I heard a noise.”

“It’s probably nothing.” James brushed it off, but Thomas could not.

“I’m going to check,” he slipped out of bed, his bare feet hitting the carpeted floor.

“Well I’m going back to sleep.” James grunted again and rolled back over.

Thomas walked down the stairs slowly, trying to stay silent. “Hello?” He called, “anyone there?” There was a crash from the kitchen, and he leapt into the air, “who’s there!”

No answer. He looked around for something that could remotely resemble a weapon. In the end he lifted up a big boot. “I’ve got-“ he looked at the boot, “-a gun! Yes, a gun! And I’m not afraid to use it!” It was stupid, both he and James were violently against guns.

Thomas rounded the corner, shoe raised high above his head. Another bang as he cracked the living room door open. And there it was, the mighty beast. Fur as dark as the void and eyes deeper than black holes.

He sighed with relief.

It was his cat.

His black cat was just pushing wood statues off the countertop. Thomas grabbed the cat under the belly and lifted him up. “Kirk, I swear I will kill you one day. You gave me a heart attack!” The cat looked up at him innocently and he smiled. “I can’t stay mad at you, you little son of a bitch.” He carried the cat upstairs with him and placed him at the end of the bed.

James looked up at him. “Did you defeat the burglar?”

“Oh yeah, tons of ‘em.” Thomas clambered back into bed and the cat lay on his feet.

“Good,” James curled into Thomas’ side and that night, he fell asleep with two kittens.

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thebulletinhamilton-quotes · 5 years

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Thomas: *staggers in drunk at 1 AM*

James: You’re drunk!

Thomas: I’m not drunk.

James: Yes, you are!

Thomas: I’m not f*cking drunk.

James: Can you tell the time!?!

Thomas: *turns around and looks at the clock*

Thomas: *to the clock* I’m not f*cking drunk.

#turtlenecks coffee #source: turtlenecks coffee #credit belongs to turtlenecks coffee #thebulletinhamilton quotes #hamilton the american musical #hamilton the musical #hamilton fandom #incorrect quotes #thebulletinhamilton incorrect unofficial quotes #hamilton unofficial incorrect quotes #unofficial quotes #jeffmads #lol #imagine your otp #prompt #hamilton #jeffmads fluff #hamilton chats

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esmiblood90irisglimmer · 5 years

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Late Birthday Surprised (Jeffmads)

Madison: *sigh sadly watching the thunderstorm* I miss you, Thomas

Jefferson: *cover James eyes in a cheeky manners*

Madison: Huh? Who turn off the light?

Jefferson: *trying not to laugh* Guess who?

Madison: Tommy?!! *turn around and hugs him tightly*

Jefferson: *smile happily kisses Madison forehead*

Madison: *blush happily* I miss you, darling.

Jefferson: I miss you darling. I couldn’t stop thinking you since you’re always in my heart

Madison: *blush deeply* You flirt!!

Jefferson: *chuckle lightly and places a ring on Madison finger* Happy Late Birthday love

#hamilton #hamilton has taken over my life #Thomas Jefferson #james madison #romance #Jeffmads Fluff #Jeffmads headcanon #Hamilton OTP #happy birthday james madison

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coffee-planty · 6 years

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J e f f m a d s

Did u read my mind? I love those two idiots in love

#Hamilton Fanart #Jeffmads Fanart #Musical Fanart #Art #my art #noya-art #sketches #doodles #Hamilton #musical #Hamilton - an American musical #my Sketches #Request #jeffmads #jeffmads fluff #jeffmads request

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secretly-tword-obsessed · 3 years

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5 and hamilton for the tickletober thingie?

Jefferson was reading on the couch, his legs stretched out over the edge. He had his reading glasses on, and was so focused on his book that he screamed when Madison said, "Boo!"

James burst out laughing and flung himself onto the couch on top of his boyfriend, "Your so cute with your glasses on".

Jefferson just rolled his eyes at his silly boyfriend, "Yeah, I'm smart AND sexy".

Madison couldn't help snuggling into his smug boyfriend. Jefferson didn't really have a choice in the matter, as Madison was on top of him and had trapped him in his embrace, but he just relaxed into it and obliged.

Madison sat up and took Jefferson with him, kissing his sweet lips.

They sat together locked in each others embraces when Madison decided to explore Jefferson's abdomen. He giggled as Madison traced his fingers up and down his tummy, but he was too relaxed in the hug to try and escape.

Madison smirked at his giggling boyfriend, "Oh, I forgot, your ticklish".

Madison sped up his fingers and started poking, squeezing and scribbling on his lover's belly lightly. Jefferson jumped backwards out of reflex so Madison decided to push him over and lie on top of him again.

They cuddled and giggled for a few minutes, Jefferson's copy of Be More Chill completely abandoned. Than there was a knock at the door.

Madison jumped up to answer it, disappointed at the disruption. He than found that it was none other than Aaron Burr who had rung the doorbell.

"Hello Burr", Madison greeted.

"I overheard Hamilton saying he wants to run for president", Burr stated without being prompted, "So we have work to do".

Madison let Burr inside, and when he walked into the living room, Jefferson was still lying on the couch, after-giggles still slipping from his lips as his chest heaved with an idiot grin on his face.

"Ignore Thomas", Madison said, "He's just recovering from a visit from the tickle monster". Jefferson blushed deeply and glared at his boyfriend. Madison just shrugged.

"Well, this is the month on monsters", said Burr.

#tickle drabble #hamillton fluff #hamilton tickle #hamilton tickle fic #ticklish!jefferson #sfwtickletober2021 #jeffmads

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kitsuragied · 3 years

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home is where the heart is- jamilmads

I have, in fact, been writing! Have some Jamilmads. I’m working on Wings Of Privilege, I promise, but in the meantime here’s this. TW for alcohol/drunkenness

Thomas sighed. He’d gone to the bar to relax, not to deal with his very inebriated coworker, but here he was, standing outside with a drunk Alexander Hamilton leaning on him. “Come on,” he said, “let’s get you home.”

“Home is where the heart is,” Alexander muttered. Thomas just shook his head.

“Well, where do you sleep at night, then?” Alexander just turned away, ignoring him. “You’re my home,” he said, barely audible. Thomas froze.

“You’re drunk,” he said, more to himself than to Alex. No. Alex didn’t mean it that way. Besides, James was waiting for him at home, loyal like he’d always been, steady and unyielding and always there. And yet here Thomas was, hoping Alex did mean it that way.

After some prodding and a lot of nonsense on Alex’s part, it became clear that he was not going to tell Thomas where he lived. So he hauled Alex into the backseat of his car and set the route to his and James’ flat, the monotone “route set for Home” ringing in the quiet. As blurred lights flashed by the windows, beacons among the general darkness of the night, Alex was silent, seemingly thinking. Thomas took this time to get his thoughts in order.

He did love James, he really did. Truly. But- Alex. Alex with his fiery passion, his never-ending energy, the way something inside him seemed to spark when he fought, the way his words flowed, powerful and moving, even though the power was often directed against him. It was a dilemma he never seemed to be able to solve. On the one hand, there was James, cool and collected, a steady presence always near him, quiet but strong in its own way. On the other hand, there was Alexander, whirlwind of fire and fury, always moving, always climbing towards something, leaving everyone in the dust. Except Thomas. Thomas could keep up. Thomas was the one who was challenging him constantly, pushing his limits, one foot on the ground next to James and the other chasing Alex.

The light turned red and Thomas braked. It had started raining, and the windows were blurred with water, a soft pattering sound indicating raindrops landing on the car. “You’re in love,” Alex said.

“Well of course, I’ve always been in love with James,” he responded, although his chest tightened as he shoved aside his feelings for Alex. The man in the backseat scrunched up his face.

“No, with me,” he said. Thomas twisted in his seat to face him.

“What-?”

“Yeah,” Alex said, in his own world already. “Yeah, you love me. I mean, I wish.”

“What?”

“Never mind,” he huffed, crossing his arms. Thomas would have rolled his eyes at the childish behaviour, but he was still stuck on “I wish”. What did he mean? He wished Thomas loved him? That was silly, he thought, because I do love him. Alex gave him a strange look, almost like he was scrutinizing him. “What?” Thomas asked.

“The light’s turned.” Thomas turned back to see that the light was, indeed, green.

“Fuck!” The car started moving again.

“Mmmm, yes please,” Alex muttered, eyes closed sleepily. Thomas tried to ignore him and the mental images forming in his head, gripping the wheel tighter and staring determinedly at the road. The harsh swish-swish of the windshield wipers seemed to pierce the silence. Neither of them spoke.

When they finally arrived at the flat, five minutes later, Thomas pulled an umbrella out of the car’s internal storage (silently thanking James for his constant refrain of ‘you never know’) and opened the door, going around to do the same for Alex. When it clicked open, Alex didn’t move, just sat there, quiet. Thomas sighed, climbing into the backseat and unbuckling Alex, prodding him a little bit. When he still didn’t move, he sighed again and picked him up, pulling him out and closing the door with his foot. Silently he worried about how easy it was to hold the small man in his arms, but he didn’t say anything, carrying him inside instead.

James, who had been sitting at the table inside, looked up immediately as the door swung open. “Thomas, who’s- is that Hamilton?”

“Iss’ me,” Alex slurred, waving a floppy hand from Thomas’s bridal-style hold. Thomas moved, shutting the door behind him and dropping Alex on the couch. “James!” Alex said, smiling and attempting to get up at the sight of him. “Hi! Hello! It’s been a while since we’ve talked. I miss you!” James winced.

“You do know it was you who screamed at me and ended our friendship, right?” Alexander’s face fell.

“Oh. Yeah.” Then he waved a dismissive hand, brightening up again. “Ah well, doesn’t really matter anymore, does it?” James, unimpressed, turned to Thomas. “Why is Hamilton here?” Thomas gave him a guilty smile. “I mean… I went to the bar but he was drunk out of his mind and I couldn’t exactly leave him there?” James sighed, rubbing his forehead. “You absolutely could have left him there! You could have- I don’t know, called a taxi! Call Laurens, if you have to!” Thomas sat down next to him. “Look, I know I probably could have, but-” There was no “but”. He had no idea why he’d brought Alex home. Well, actually. Scratch that. He knew exactly why he’d brought him home. He just didn’t want to admit it, and certainly not to James, his actual partner whom he was committed to, who loved him. James just shook his head. “Well, okay, Tom,” he said, “what do you propose we do?”

“Me!” Alexander piped up from the couch.

James blushed. “What?”

Thomas winced, about to warn him not to engage, but oh well. Alex was already propping himself up, grinning.

“Fuck me!” he said brightly.

Thomas put his head in his hands. “Alex, just-”

“What?” Alex said, looking from Thomas to James. “You love me! You said so!” James looked stricken.

“Thomas- I didn’t- I-” Thomas cut across him.

“Alexander. Stop. Now,” he said tersely, every muscle tense.

“Whaaaaaaat?” Alex sang. “I’m drunk! You said so!” James shook his head.

“We have a guest room. You can stay there. Good night, Thomas.” Thomas watched him walk towards their room. He sighed, looking at Alex and wondering if he was worth James’ disappointment. Alex smiled, blissfully unaware as Thomas scooped him up and dumped him in the guest room.

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The room is filled with pleasant natural light when Alexander wakes up, streaming in through the curtains and highlighting him where he lies on the bed. His hair is a mess, and he feels terrible, he notices, taking stock of the rest of his body. He blinks his eyes open slowly. He looks up and there stands Thomas, leaning against the doorframe in nothing but a tank top. “Er. Hi,” he says, voice a little broken from sleep. Thomas starts, as if he was caught doing something wrong. “Hey.” Alex blinks again, trying to chase away the fog that seems to weigh down his mind. “So, uh, what happened?” Thomas shifts uncomfortably. Something about his movement triggers a memory, snippets of lights and rain and the scent of Thomas flashing through his mind.

You’re my home.

You love me! You said so!

I mean, I wish.

Fuck. How much damage did he do?

The answer is evident in Thomas’s uncomfortable expression. “Al- Hamilton, look, I-” He starts to say something, but seems to stop himself, deciding instead to tell him, “James made breakfast for all of us, so…” Alex nods, tells him he’ll be out in a minute, watches him go. Wonders what the hell he can do to fix this. He knows. He knows and he doesn’t like him. Stupid, stupid Alex. All those times his mind wandered, all the times he thought he saw something, all those times James gave him a tiny scrap of attention that he clung to, twisting it in his mind into something more…

“I’m done!” Alex shouts. “I’m done dealing with your shit! Go- go fuck around with Jefferson for all I care!” James gives him a hurt look, but turns away silently and walks off. He was never one for direct confrontation.

Alex watches him go, wondering what he just did.

James walks into the room, following Jefferson in his gaudy magenta suit to a seat across the table, right across from him. It’s like they’re trying to distract him; James with his small smiles and kind eyes, Jefferson with his bright laugh and disarmingly handsome features.

The meeting starts. Washington is talking about something; he knows it’s important, but he can’t tear his mind away from how Thomas’s arms would feel cradling him, James’ soft lips against his, the two of them cherishing him-

He manages to keep himself together for two weeks, until he rounds a corner and finds James pressed against Thomas, kissing like there’s no tomorrow. So that’s it. This is how it ends, he thinks, sinking down onto his knees in his office, head in his hands, sobbing. That’s it. He doesn’t stand a chance anymore. His competition is Thomas and his competition is James. How could he possibly expect one of them to choose him over the other, when they’re both so obviously perfect?

James pokes his head around the doorway. “Alex? You coming?” Alexander nods numbly, dragging himself up stumbling towards the door. James catches him, and Alex resists the urge to wrap his arms around him and slot himself against James’ warm body. Instead, he pushes him away, leaning on the doorframe and waving James off, insisting he’ll be fine. He won’t be fine, not when he’s just revealed his hand and James will never look at him the way he desperately wishes he would, but he can be alive, at least.

When he enters the main room, he finds Thomas and James sitting at the table, laughing at something he didn’t catch. It’s such a domestic scene and he feels his chest tighten at their familiarity. He and James had that once. Before he can sneak out the door, Thomas notices him and waves him over. “Alex! Glad you finally decided to join us.” Alex draws a chair and sits, staring determinedly down at his scrambled eggs. Maybe if he pretends this didn’t happen, if he ignores them-

“Alexander Hamilton, you are not ignoring us like a child,” James chides. Alex huffs.

“What. What is it,” he snaps childishly.

“Well, you said some things yesterday,” James starts, choosing to ignore that, his tone stiff and professional. “We’d rather like it if they were true.”

“M-hm,” Alex mutters sarcastically. Then his head snaps up as he seems to process the words. “Wait, what?”

“What he means,” Thomas cuts in, “is that James has been pining hopelessly for you for a while and he dragged me into it too and he wants you to like him back.” James shoots him a look, muttering something that sounds suspiciously like “I literally admitted I liked him last night”. Alex just stares at the two of them. “Wait. So. You- you want- me?”

“Well, yes, that’s the general idea,” Thomas says dryly. Alex nods slowly.

“Okay. And. Uh. What about- you guys’s relationship?” His eloquence seems to have lost him, Thomas notices, making a mental note to tease him about “you guys’s” later.

“We were thinking, if you’d like, you could join our pre-existing relationship,” James says. Unlike Alexander, he seems to gain eloquence in awkward or new situations, making him sound awfully like a lawyer. Alex seems to be thinking it over in his chair.

“I- well, okay, I guess? It’s just, like, a lot? I don’t really- I didn’t expect this,” he says, quickly adding, “it’s not that I don’t want to, it’s just that it’s all a lot to take in, I do like you guys, I really do, it’s just it’s a bit much a bit too suddenly.”

“That’s okay,” Thomas says. “We can take it slower. Start with a date or something.” Now in more comfortable territory, Alex smirks. “Better be something good, prettyboy, or I’m dumping your ass.”

He wasn’t sure what he was expecting. In hindsight, he probably should have recognized that Thomas would have absolutely taken that as a challenge, he thinks, staring openmouthed at the honest-to-god Ferrari that Thomas pulled up in. Said man just grins at him. “C’mon, Hamilton,” he says. “Get in.”

As Alex pulls the door shut, James glances worriedly at him from the passenger seat. “Are you alright? I told Thomas it was too much but he wouldn’t listen-”

“I’m fine,” Alex says. “Just- wow.” Thomas smirks, that devastatingly handsome, arrogant expression that Alex goes crazy for. “This fit your definition of ‘something good?’”

“I dunno,” he says fake-casually. “I don’t even know where we’re going.”

“Well, you won’t for a while,” James interjects. “We’ve got a long drive, about forty-five minutes, so buckle up.”

Forty-five minutes and one date at the pier later, Alexander stands back on his doorsteps, thoroughly tired and happy. Thomas and James insist on walking him to his door, and so there he stands, leaning against Thomas, whose fingers are running through his hair. “Goodnight, Alex,” James says, though he makes no move to go. Alex makes a muffled sound of protest against Thomas’s chest. Thomas laughs. “You have to get to bed, Lex, it’s late,” he says, and Alex can feel the vibrations in his chest. He makes another muffled sound.

“M’ tired,” he mumbles, pressing his key into James’ hand. “You guys can put me to bed.”

“Alright then,” Thomas says, picking him up as James unlocks the door. It’s dark, and the crickets are chirping, audible even after they enter and shut the door behind them. Alex directs Thomas to his bedroom, and Thomas sets him down gently on the bed. “‘Night,” Alex mutters sleepily. James smiles. “Goodnight, Alexander,” he says. “Goodnight,” Thomas adds. Alexander is already fast asleep.

Yay! 2k of happy Jamilmads! Pleeeease leave a comment I’ll love you forever if you do and reblogs are greatly appreciated! This is your friendly reminder from your local frustrated Tumblr writer that likes do nothing!

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hamilwriter02 · 3 years

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Hello, this is an one-shot I published on ao3 just recently!

Language: English

Stats: Published:2021-07-09

Words: 773

Chapters: 1/1

Kudos: 2

Rating:General Audiences Archive Warning:No Archive Warnings Apply Category:Multi Fandom:Hamilton - Miranda Relationships:Alexander Hamilton/Thomas Jefferson/James Madison Alexander Hamilton/James Madison Thomas Jefferson/James Madison Alexander Hamilton/Thomas Jefferson Characters:Alexander Hamilton James Madison Thomas Jefferson Additional Tags:Fluff Domestic Fluff Polyamory Age Regression/De-Aging jamilmads - Freeform because why not based on my own experiences bc again why not Little James Little!James Coloring Ft: Dino Nuggets Cute

Enjoy!

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When Alex opened the front door to the apartment he shared with his boyfriends, he was beyond stressed from his day at work. Sighing, he nudged the door open farther, clutching his briefcase in his hand tighter.

The scene before him caused almost all tension to dissipate from his body. His two boyfriends were laying on the ground together, with coloring books and building blocks surrounding them.

Jamie was in a light purple footed onesie, laying on his stomach with his feet kicking behind him. Thomas was lying next to him with a Tangled coloring book in between them. Thomas was trying to encourage Jamie to color in the lines, but Jamie just continued to babble as he scribbled over the picture of Flynn Rider and Maximus.

Alex slowly closed the door behind him and set his things down quietly. Thomas looked up at him and smiled, beckoning him over. As soon as Alex crouched down next to the two, Jamie looked up at him and gasped.

“‘Lex!” Jamie scrambled up to fling himself at Alex. “Oof - Jamie, relax. ‘M not goin’ anywhere.” Alex assured him, hugging him back. Jamie just giggled in response. He pulled away and pointed at Thomas who was watching them with a huge smile.

“Wanna cowlor wi’h me and Toma?” Jamie asked, tearing a page out of the coloring book and pushing it towards Alex. “Jamie insisted we save the green crayon for you.” Thomas commented, chuckling lightly.

Alex let out a delighted gasp and lay down next to Thomas, leaving enough space for Jamie to be in between them. “That’s my favorite color, buddy!” He took the ripped piece of paper gently and put it on the carpet before Jamie picked up the green crayon and pressed it into his hand. “I know!! Dat’s why I safed it for you!”

Smiling wide, Jamie took his place between the two and continued kicking his legs back and forth as he scribbled. Alex started coloring Rapunzel’s eyes, carefully keeping the color in the lines.

After a couple of minutes, Jamie sat up and held his coloring page up proudly. “‘M finish!” He announced. Thomas and Alex both looked up from their own drawings to see.

“Oh, wow! I really love the colors you used, Jem!”

“You did so good!”

Jamie laughed and hugged the paper to his chest. “Can I hang it up?” He asked with a huge smile on his face. Thomas immediately scrambled to his feet, and offered his hand to him. Jamie pouted and shook his head. “Up? Pleeasee?” Jamie asked.

Thomas huffed, amused before bending down slightly to let Jamie wrap his arms around his neck. After he got the boy rested on his hip, he adjusted his grip before walking to the kitchen.

Alex followed after them, and decided while they were in the kitchen, he might as well make dinner. He watched affectionately as Jamie leaned over and placed a magnet over the coloring page with Thomas’ help. After it was secure, Jamie cheered and hugged Thomas tight. “Dank youuu!” He cooed.

“You hungry, baby?” Alex asked as he searched through the cupboards. The boy looked at him, and with a small smile, he nodded.

“Do you want mac n’ cheese?” Alex asked, pulling out a box. Jamie wrinkled his nose and shook his head before burying his face into Thomas’ shoulder again.

Alex chuckled and put the box back. “That’s a no on the macaroni, then.” Thomas carried Jamie over to the table and set him down on one of the chairs.

After about 15 minutes, all three of them had a plate of dino nuggets in front of them. Alex was sitting next to Jamie, carefully cutting the food into smaller pieces before picking up the fork and holding the chicken up for him.

Jamie happily opened his mouth, allowing Alex to feed him. Thomas ate his own food, only getting up once to bring two glasses of water and a sippy cup of apple juice for Jamie.

After dinner, the three of them were cuddled up on the couch, Jamie sitting on Alex’s lap, his back pressed against the man’s chest. Thomas had his arm around Alex’s shoulders, and his other hand was gently holding on to Jamie's.

My Neighbor Totoro was playing on the screen, and there was a bowl of popcorn with candy mixed in on the coffee table.

With his head resting on Jamie’s shoulder, Alex let his eyelids droop. He could barely remember why he was so stressed that day. He smiled. He loved his boyfriends. His last thought before drifting off was,

“Life is good.”

#oneshot #fluff #domestic fluff #jamilmads #agere fic #little james madison #madilton #jamilton #jeffmads #hamilwriter02 #ao3 #ao3 fic

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honeybeelilac · 4 years

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Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Hamilton - Miranda, Hamilton - Miranda (Broadway Cast) RPF Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Gilbert du Motier Marquis de Lafayette/Hercules Mulligan, Alexander Hamilton/John Laurens Characters: Hercules Mulligan, Gilbert du Motier Marquis de Lafayette, Alexander Hamilton, John Laurens, Thomas Jefferson, James Madison, Aaron Burr, Angelica Schuyler, Elizabeth "Eliza" Schuyler, Margaret "Peggy" Schuyler, George Washington Additional Tags: Fluff, Stripper Lafayette, lafayette is a prostitute, Alternate Universe - Prostitution, Lams - Freeform, mullette, Lingerie, Pansexual Hercules Mulligan, Bisexual Alexander Hamilton, Flirty Marquis de Lafayette, Marquis de Lafayette Speaks French, Mentioned lams - Freeform, Alex and John are getting married, very gay, Alternate Universe - Escorts, Jealousy, Jealous John Laurens, This Is Why We Can't Have Nice Things, Angst, Hurt Marquis de Lafayette, Attempted Sexual Assault, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault, Past Rape/Non-con, Hurt/Comfort, Sad and Sweet, escort lafayette, Mental Health Issues, Fluff and Angst Summary:

When Alexander Hamilton and John Laurens get engaged, they decide that they want to celebrate by going to a strip club. Hercules Mulligan is not amused, the last place he would find himself is in a strip club.

He changes his mind when he meets a young escort who goes by the name Lafayette.

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A Christmas to Remember

Word count: 1063

A/N: This is one of my favorite stories that I have ever written. I write a ton, but this is the first fanfic that I have actually posted. I hope you like it! Requests are open!

Fandom: Hamilton

Summary: Thomas and James go to a Christmas party at Alexander and Johns house, Thomas proposes.

Warnings: none, all fluff🤗

“Merry Christmas Jemmy!” Thomas said to James. It was almost noon, and he had just gotten up.

“Thomas, you know that I don't like it when you call me Jemmy. Why were you in bed for so long? It's Christmas! Aren't you excited?”

Christmas was James’s favorite holiday. He always looks forward to it. “Of corse I am, I was just... tired. No hard feelings, right?”

“Fine. I guess it would be unfair not to let you sleep in once in a while, but you're lucky you're so cute.” James pulled his boyfriend closer to him. “Please go get dressed, and I will make cinnamon rolls.” Thomas sneaked a quick kiss before rushing up to get ready. He noticed when he was checking himself out in the mirror for about the hundredth time that day, he wanted to look his best, that he was sweating, and it was only about ten degrees outside. He had a surprise planned. When they were opening gifts over dinner, like they did the past four years, he would propose. If he said yes, that would put a whole new importance to their favorite holiday. But, if he said no, well, Thomas wold deal with that if it happened. Anyway, the sweet smell of cinnamon and frosting lured Thomas back downstairs. He was greeted by an impatient James.

“What took you so long? I was starting to get worried. Eat fast. It's almost time to go.”

“Go where?”

“Uh... it's a surprise.” James frantically checked his watch. “Would you mind eating in the car?

“Anything for you, Jem.”

When they arrived, the smile melted off of Thomas’ face. “"Why did you take me to Alexander’s house?”

“"John invited us to their Christmas party. I thought it would be nice if we came and ate dinner with them.”

Now Thomas was really nervous. If James said no, he could never show his face in front of his friends ever again, let alone his boyfriend. “"Uhh... are you sure that you want do do dinner and presents here? With Alexander? I hate that guy. Who else is coming?”

“Lafayette, Hercules, Maria and Eliza.”

“Ok, I guess I'll be fine.” When Thomas knocked on the door, John was quick to answer. He was holding a turtle.

When John noticed the odd looks that he was getting he remembered that he was holding a turtle. “This is Philip. He was a gift from Alex. I'm glad you guys could make it. Come on in, Laf and Herc are already here, Alexander is in the kitchen starting dinner.

Alex heard footsteps behind him and asked, “Oh great! Are Maria and Eliza here already- Thomas?!? What are you doing in my house??” Alex grabbed a pan and lunged toward Thomas, but was quickly stopped by John.

“"Relax! I invited them.”

“And why did you do that?”

“Because! Their favorite holiday is Christmas, and we are having a party. It's only for one day. Please, try not to argue.”

“Fine, but only because I love you.”

A person with a heavy French accent was whispering something to someone on the couch. Must be Herc and Laf.

Alex quickly put an end to that. “Um, guys, sorry to interrupt you two lovebirds, but we have company. Get off my couch.”

Hercules was clearly upset by this. “Not until Maria and Eliza get here.”

Suddenly, someone barged in the door. Maria screamed, “Were engaged!!!”

This scared Laurens so much that he dropped his turtle. “Hey! You scared Philip!

Maria ignored them. Now Eliza was blushing like crazy. She said, “I proposed to her last night.” They both showed off a ring with a pale blue gemstone.

Thomas was freaking out. He needed help, and fast. “Um, Eliza! Can I talk to you for a minute?”

“Sure.”

They went off into the other room. “"So you proposed to Maria?”

“Yeah, why?”

“I need advice.”

“"Wait, are you going to...”

“Yes.”

“When?”

“Tonight.”

“Ok. Well, you need to set the mood. Make sure that-”

Alex interrupted. “"Dinner is done, let's go. Herc! I told you to get off my couch!”

“"Here goes nothing,” Thomas said quietly to himself. They headed to the table, and he was sweating again. He was a nervous wreck. James sat down next to him and placed his hand on Thomas's.

“"I'm so glad you agreed to come with me tonight. I was worried that you wouldn't. Thank you so much.”

Dinner was almost done now, and it was time for opening presents. The first was for john, a turtle sweater from Lafayette. Next was to Alex, John got him a new coffee maker. Then Hercules gave Lafayette a sweater and a pair of slippers, both displaying the French flag. Then, Maria and Eliza exchanged gifts, A necklace for Maria and a teacup for Eliza. James handed Thomas a large box with purple ribbons and gold foil paper. He cautiously opened the box, and found a purple hat and scarf with a matching fur coat. Now, it was Thomas's turn. He slowly leaned over to James and said, loud enough for everyone to hear, “Uh, Jemmy, what was your last name again?”

Now James seemed upset. “"Thomas, we have been dating for four years, you know that my last name is Madison.”

“Well, it is a lovely last name.”

“What’s your point?”

Just when James was about to really get mad, Thomas bent down on one knee and said, “Would you mind if I used it too?”

There were only a few seconds of scilence, but to Thomas, it felt like a century. James would surely say no. When Eliza was about to burst into tears, James said, “Thomas, I can't believe this. Of course I will marry you! How could I say no to the best boyfriend in the universe?” He did not hesitate to nearly knock Thomas to the ground trying to kiss him. Maria did the same to Eliza. Soon, everyone was kissing. Suddenly, Angelica and Peggy came in.

“Sorry we're late- what the heck is going on here?!?”

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