You met Thomas Jefferson through your best friends when he came to see Lafayette one evening when you were hanging out with the guys. Well...sort of met him. You hadn't actually said two words to the man. You were far too shy to talk to a guy like him. He was charismatic, charming, with a smile that could light up an entire room and eyes that seemed to say so much without any words actually leaving his lips. You could never pluck up the courage to talk to a guy like that. Which is probably why you had yet to meet your soul mate.

"Excuse me, darlin'" were the words permanently etched on the skin of your wrist, the place your soul mate would touch first while saying the words. When you first heard Jefferson speak, although it wasn't to you, you thought maybe he could be your soul mate. Not many people went around calling others "darlin'". But the longer you knew him, the more your heart sunk. And it didn't help that, even though you didn't speak directly to him, he was around all the time and you found yourself becoming attracted to him.

Your attraction was something Jefferson himself didn't seem to pick up on although your friends certainly did. "That's a bad idea, Y/N! The man is insufferable!" Alexander practically whined at you when he figured out what was going through your head. In fact, the only one who didn't speak against Jefferson was Lafayette. "You're insufferable," you mumbled, "Besides, didn't you used to say the same thing about Aaron until the two of you finally duked it out? In the middle of study hall a few years ago?" That shut him up for a moment.

"Besides, it's not like he even notices me. I can't seem to speak to him," you said, making your friends frown a little bit. "Anyway, I'm gonna go. I need to pick up a few things for the party tomorrow. Laf, you did invite Madison and Jefferson, right?" He nodded and beamed. "Good. See you tomorrow!"

Meanwhile, across town, Jefferson was poring over his paper work in his office with Madison. "Are you sure it's a good idea for us to go to this party? I mean, Hamilton isn't exactly your biggest fan," Madison said before coughing into the handkerchief he always kept handy. Jefferson shrugged a little before absent mindedly scratching his soul words.

"It's for Lafayette's birthday. What kind of friend would I be if I didn't show?" Jefferson replied, his lips stretching into a smile. Madison glanced between his face and arm. "Maybe you're hoping you'll finally hear those words." Jefferson glanced down with a sigh. Even though he couldn't currently see the words on his arm, he knew them by heart of course. "Sorry! That was stupid!"

"Regardless, I'm going. I'd appreciate it if you came with me. I can ignore Hamilton for one night. For Lafayette's sake." Madison arched a brow. "And for Y/N's?" Jefferson's eyes widened a little. He hadn't expected Madison to pick up on the fact that he was interested in you. You were different. You didn't fawn over him or ask him a thousand questions, daring him to prove his love for both America and France. You actually didn't say much to him, but you intrigued him nevertheless, especially when he learned a little bit about you from Lafayette.

"Y/N? She that pretty one that hands around Lafayette's place all the time?" Jefferson asked, trying to play it cool. Madison rolled his eyes. "Yeah sure. Like you haven't noticed her a dozen times before. I'll see you tomorrow." He left, leaving Jefferson to think about you and hoping that maybe you could be his soul mate.

The next night, Jefferson arrived to a party in full swing. It wasn't a large party, but that didn't mean anything. Lafayette preferred it that way. Jefferson said hello to everyone before heading to Lafayette's room to lay his magenta coat on the bed.

As he approached the door, it opened and someone bumped into him. He noticed the person falling and gripped their wrist while their hand landed on his arm. "Sorry! That was stupid!" the voice said and Jefferson's arm began to tingle. "Excuse me, darlin'," he replied, causing the person's head to shoot up to look at him. A pair of (e/c) eyes gazed at him in wonder. "It's you," you whispered as tears sprang into your eyes.

Jefferson pulled you up gently so you were upright again. You put a little distance between you, making him frown. "What is it, darlin'?" Your brows furrowed a bit and you licked your lips. Jefferson couldn't help but glance down at them. "I-I was really hoping it was you. Now that I know it is, I have no idea what to say," you admitted with a laugh.

Jefferson chuckled and slowly placed his hand over your cheek. He waited to be sure you weren't going to reject his touch before placing the hand on your face. "It's funny, I don't either." You snorted then looked horrified at the noise, but Jefferson smiled at you. "I don't believe that. You always know what to say. I've seen you in court. Y-You're amazing. Better than Alex even."

"I heard that. I thought we agreed that Jefferson was bad news." Jefferson dropped his hand to turn and glare at Alexander. He and the others had come to see what was taking so long. "Do you mind, Hamilton? I was having a moment with my soul mate." The house went still and quiet.

"You've got to be kidding," Alexander broke the silence after a few minutes. You shook your head and showed him your words, now a much darker color than before. "You're not kidding." You gave your friends a smile before grabbing Jefferson's hand in yours. He could feel you shaking like you were nervous, but he let you lead him outside.

Once you were alone with him, you let out a deep breath. "Are you sure okay with this, Y/N?" You flashed him a dazzling smile. "I am. I didn't think I'd get so lucky with my soul mate. I just don't want to rush this." Jefferson beamed and took a step closer to you. "I feel the same. And we can go as fast or as slow as you want. Okay?" You nodded.

"May I kiss your cheek?" After only a second of hesitation, you agreed. Jefferson leaned in and placed a soft kiss to your cheek. You swore you almost melted into a puddle right then and there. You probably would have if not for a voice calling out, "Alright, alright! That's what I'm talking about!" You put your hands over your face and hid in Jefferson's chest.