John fidgeted slightly from where he sat, Lafayette sitting across from him with an unamused expression.

"Mon Ami, are we going to talk?" Lafayette sighed.

"J-just give me a minute." John tapped his finger nervously on the desk between him and Laf, looking around his own bedroom to find anything else to talk about.

"You are the one who called me over?" Lafayette groaned.

"I know, I know." John bit his lip.

"Unless you are confessing your love to me then I am leaving." Lafayette got up, "And I know that is not the case so-"

"I like Alex." John blurted out.

Lafayette resumes his seat across from John with an unchanged expression.

"What?" John frowned.

"It was quite obvious." Lafayette smirked.

John's face turned a dusted red, "Wh-what?"

Lafayette nodded, "You two fawn over each other all the time!"

"B-both of us?" John's face got redder before he shook his head, "N-no, no, no, he likes Eliza- he said so!"

"Then why has he not asked her to a date yet?" Lafayette cocked an eyebrow.

"He- he's too shy?" John fiddled with the hem of his shirt.

"When has Alexander Hamilton ever been shy around girls?" Lafayette snickered.

John shrugged slightly.

"If he wants to ask out a female, he does it." Lafayette shrugged.

"See, he's straight." John leaned back in his chair.

Lafayette pauses before stifling a laugh, "Really?"

"Yes."

"Really?"

"Y-yes-?" John became flustered.

"Alexander has dated many women-"

"Exactly."

"But," Lafayette sighed, "I have never seen him look at anyone the way he looks at you."

John's freckles has their own redness now, "Y-Yeah?"

"Yes." Lafayette nodded, "You know what he has not asked out Eliza?"

"...Why?" John looked at his lap.

"He is waiting for you." Lafayette folded his arms across his chest.

John's heart leapt, "For- for me?"

"Stop stuttering and understand that a boy likes you." Lafayette rolled his eyes but gave a genuine smile.

"...How do I know though?"

"Ask him?" Lafayette suggested with a slight smirk.

"I- I can't do that!" John shook his head.

"Then imply that you like him." Lafayette shrugged.

"...How so?" John looked up.

"You ever sleep over at his house?" Lafayette asked.

John's face heated up a bit, "I mean- I stay there pretty late on Fridays- we just play video games but-"

"Make an excuse for why you need to stay there." Lafayette leaned forward.

John felt adrenaline coursing through his veins, "I mean- Friday is tomorrow- that's not enough time for me to mentally prepare- plus he probably doesn't even have a place for me to sleep!" John tried to think of any excuse not to do this.

"He has his own bed, yes?"

"Yeah, but-"

"Then there's a place for you to sleep."

***

John sat on Alex's couch, Alex on the seat beside him as they proceeded to play another match of Mario Kart.

Alex threw his hands up in the air victoriously, "Another win for Alexander Hamilton!" He grinned, turning to look at John, smirking.

John simply gave a small smile back.

"You have to step your game up, Johnny!" Alex turned back to the screen.

Fuck, nicknames, John could feel his heart melting, his hands twitching, his face heating up, and Alex had no clue.

Alex had some clue, he saw that John's face was a redder hue than usual...though perhaps, "Hey, you need me to turn the heat down?"

John's head shot up to look at Alex Fuck- again- I'm blushing- I'm blushing and he knows and- "Yeah, man, it's really hot in here." That's true, with him in here it's like the sun.

Damn it, I thought he was blushing for God's sake, "Alright." Alex got up to adjust the thermostat in his room.

"Man, I want a couch in my room." John chuckled nervously.

"Yeah?" Alex smiled back at John.

The smile was like a brilliant stab to John's heart, "I- I mean it wouldn't be very Uh- comfortable to sleep on,"

"True," Alex shrugged.

Smooth Laurens, Smooth, cut out all the options, "- But, it's nice to play video games on, I guess."

Alex flopped down beside John, "Can't argue with that! Let's have another round of Mario Kart tonight?"

John looked around frantically for a clock and finally spotted one of Alex's VCR, "Ah, it's uh- getting pretty late."

Alex looked at the time, "Ah, you're right- Hey, you usually stay for another hour anyway, though?"

"Yeah, but I- I ran a lot today."

"Ran?"

"Yeah- to um- to the store and back." John nodded.

Alex's eyes widened, "The nearest store is two miles from your place, John, my god."

"So I'm tired." John nodded, "I'll call my dad to um, to pick me up." Go with the plan; John urged himself, picking up his phone and waiting a minute, "Sh-shoot, my dad isn't home."

"I can give you a ride." Alex suggested with a shrug as he shut down the gaming system and the television.

"No- um- I mean-" John thought for a moment, "I mean, he's the only one with the house keys- I had some of my own but, you know me, I lost 'em." This was true, but John's dad being away wasn't true, "I guess I could walk over to Laf's and sleep there." John sighed.

"You're already here, why not stay the night?" Alex suggested with a slight smile.

"Really? I mean, is that okay?" John felt his heart beat pick up, "I'm not a big fan of couches but-"

"We can share m-my bed." Alex nodded.

John just about lost his shit as he felt blood rush to his face, Did he just stutter? Or did I imagine that? Is he nervous? "Oh- yeah, man, okay."

Alex nodded quickly, "I'll go get some pillows for you then- and blankets." Alex was quickly out of the room.

The moment Alex left, John snatched his phone from his pocket and began to text Lafayette.

John: HE UH SAID YES

Laf: To...?

John: TO SLEEPING OVER

Laf: Nice 😒

John: ...

John: What now?

Laf: Make a move

John: AIGHSHDUAVAH WHAT???

Laf: Make.

Laf: A.

Laf: Move.

John: HOW????

Laf: I mean, are you sharing a bed?

John: ...Yeah

Laf: Well that should give you plenty of opportunities then 😏

John: Oh my god

Laf: 😏😏😏

John: He's coming back. Bye.

Laf:  😏👌🇫🇷🇫🇷🇫🇷

John looked up when he heard Alex open the door and shuffle in with two pillows.

"Out of blankets, sorry." Alex sighed as he threw the pillows to John, "You can have mine if you want."

"It's fine, we can share one." John didn't believe his own words.

"O-Okay, cool."

Oh my god, he did stutter, John wanted to squeal.

"Let's get to it then- I mean- get to bed, that is." Alex cleared his throat.

"Yeah, Yeah, totally- brushing teeth is for losers." John chuckled.

There was a moment of silence.

"You want to brush your teeth don't you?" Alex blinked.

"I'd feel uncomfortably guilty if I didn't." John nodded.

"Well don't use my toothbrush." Alex cracked a grin.

John held up his index finger, "Portable tooth brush right here."

"That won't actually-"

"It'll make me feel less guilty."

***

John trotted back into Alex's room and opened the door to see that the other had just gotten into their pajamas, and John almost had a heart-attack when he saw that Alex was wearing pride boxers- maybe they were just rainbow and not pride, but, shit, this was- this was escalating, "N-ice I mean- cool shorts."

Alex whipped around to see John, "OH HI-" He blurted out, "THESE UM- I WAS GOING TO CHANGE BEFORE YOU GOT BACK BUT-"

"They're cute, Alex." John admitted with a warm smile, despite his stomach dropping to his toes and his heart sky-rocketing through the roof.

"Th-anks." Alex felt like jello.

John shuffled towards the bed before flopping in, Alex soon flopped beside him, "Dibs on blanket!" John announced and grabbed the blanket, pulling it over him.

"You can't call dibs! You said that we could share!" Alex snatched the hem of the blanket from John and tugged half of it over him.

"I'm cold though!" John whined.

"Well, so am I!" Alex laughed.

"Fine, bare with my cold feet then!" John grinned and wriggled his feet between Alex's ankles, causing the boy to yelp and roll away.

"Your feet! Are so! Cold!" Alex squeaked out as he drew his ankles towards his chest, his back turned to John.

"Which is why I need the blanket." John purred.

"Obviously." Alex snickered and wrapped his arms around himself as John had taken the blanket.

There was silence for a bit before Alex sighed, "Goodnight, Johnny."

John didn't respond at first as he watched Alex's back, make a move, he paused before moving towards Alex a bit and then snaking his arms around the boy's chest, holding him close, "Goodnight, Alexander."