(Lams) (Fluff [?])(Historical Al, Musical Johnny)(John's PoV)(Modern AU)

Alexander Hamilton has been my best friend for more years than I can count. We met in my last year of middle school, when I was completely freaking out about what high school really was. I had seen him before, in 7th grade. Well, everyone had seen him. He had a reputation for being sort of a nerd. He always does more than he should. Way more. The day we met I was suffering with an essay. He sat next to me and we just kinda talked. As if we knew each other already and weren't complete strangers. He had stayed close to me ever since. Now, here I am. My second year of college and he's still my best friend. Alexander is completely mesmerizing. He's pretty reckless but he's also very very focused. Does that make sense? Probably not. Alexander doesn't make sense anyways. He is just himself.

And I'm crazy about him.

I don't know when it went from "no homo bro" to "kiss me and never let go" but it happened. I have no idea if he's oblivious to it but I like him. I like like him. We have some of the same classes but not all of them. We have English and Math together. Of course, it's more complicated than it sounds but I don't have the mental strength to call them what they are.

You see, I'm an art student. He's a law student. Even so, we just kinda go together.

I was shocked out of my thoughts by the sound of our door slamming open.Alexander was here.

"Yo, Laurens!" he called out, "Where you at?!"

"I'm in my room, numbskull!" I yelled. He walked in seconds later

"I can feel the love." he mocked "Here's Ankle's food,by the way." he said handing me the brown bag

Okay let me back up a bit. Alexander is the most gorgeous person in this world and I don't say it because he's my crush. I say it because he is. He has red hair that's long but not long enough to look bad. His eyes are blue-violet. Yes, as if he couldn't be perfect enough, he has blue f*cking violet eyes. And if that wasn't enough, his jaw could grate cheese. He is literally the most beautiful person in the world if you don't count his eye-bags. Plus he's a genius. And he bought me a turtle I named Ankle. THE MAN BOUGHT ME A F*CKING TURTLE. DO YOU KNOW HOW AMAZING THAT IS?!?!

"Stop being so perfect, Hamiltrash." I muttered

"What was that?" he smirked

"I want to strangle you for being amazingly great" I said

"Aww, little Laurens is feeling affectionate today?" he said laying on my bed at my feet

"I woke up in a good mood, shut up." I said

"Don't worry, John. I love you too." he laughed

Oh and he's bi. So, yes, I technically do have a chance with him.Can this man be any more perfect?

"Aren't you supposed to be in the library studying or sleeping or whatever Alexander Hamilton does?" I asked

"I'm supposed to be a lot of things but I live to disappoint" he said while looking through my books.

"Man, that's a mood." I said, continuing sketching.

"I am a mood, my dear Laurens." he said

"Yeah you are." I snickered

"Anyways, do we have anything to eat?" he asked

"I don't know. Maybe there's some Oreos-" I was cut off when he darted out of the room to look for the cookies.

I heard a gasp minutes later.

"John, you liar! We don't have any Oreos!!"

"I said I didn't know!!" I said

He walked into my room seconds later and laid next to me in my bed. He stretched his arms

"Come here. Cuddle me" he said. I complied and wrapped my arms around his tiny body.

"Let's watch something." I said, pulling my phone out and opening Netflix

"We should watch Grease." he said

"Isn't that the movie with the hot boys, the cool cars and the sex jokes?" I said, trying to remember.

"Hot teenagers" he corrected "and I can't believe that's everything you remember about it" he said

"Okay then let's watch it."

I scrolled through and played the movie as Alex snuggled up to me.He started to fall asleep next to me after halfway through the film. He would mutter something now and then and scoff when he wanted to laugh. I let him sleep. He needs it. I blushed a little when I heard him whisper my name in his sleep and smile. God, I love this boy. The movie finished and I decided not to wake him up so I put on something more to my liking, Doctor Strange was now playing. I ended up being tired too so I simply turned off my phone and fell asleep with him in my arms. This is nice.I slowly drifted to sleep.

I woke up later in the day, Alex no longer in my arms but starting to look through my sketchbook. I immediately froze and tensed. There's some...ejem...stuff he shouldn't see. I ran over the options I had in my head. I could pretend to be asleep or I could tell him to stop looking through my drawings. I didn't have time to decide when he spotted my open eyes. His face turned red when we locked eyes. Mine probably did too.

"John...why do you have so many drawings of me?"

Quick, John! Make up an excuse! Think!

"Y-you are a...very drawable humansona" I stuttered.

Great job, you moron.

"John.." he said

"Alex.." I mimicked

"Why do you actually have so many drawings of me?" he asked, now serious

"Because I like drawing you...cuz you're kinda pretty..." I muttered.

"I-I am not!" he said with a completely red face

"Are too!" I shot back

"Why do you think so?!" he said

"Well, for starters you have beautiful eyes! And your jaw is literally so perfect like oh my god dude how are you so heckin pretty?! And your hair? You have red hair and it's not too long but not too short and you have the most beautiful freckles I've seen in my life and I myself have freckles! And your smile shines brighter than the sun and it looks beautiful when you laugh because your laughter is melodic even though not all things make you laugh. No, no, no. You like the color green but purple makes you laugh and that is one of the reasons you hate Jefferson but you don't have a favorite color because you think that glass is beautiful and you like walking by the ocean even though you think it's lame and cheesy but it reminds you of home and how you made it to the U.S. and you really love musicals but hate it when the songs are slow. You always wanted to have a cat but think they need too much attention! And your favorite movie is Star Wars but you only like to watch it on Saturdays because you have marathons and you can't watch a single movie that has a sequel on different days. And you are really really really pretty!"

He stayed silent after my rant, his face completely red and his body shaking. He must think I'm a creep. This time I REALLY ruined my chances. Welp, time to go commit die. I'll catch a train to South Carolina and just yeet myself off this planet. I stood up and headed for the door. I was opening it when he grabbed my wrist, his fingers wrapped around my arm carefully.

"Where are you going?" he asked in a mutter

"To find a cliff so I can throw myself off of it." I deadpanned

"I-" he stuttered "I didn't know you knew so much about me..."

"I guess I've just been paying attention..."

"John..I...I gotta ask you...something..." he said

Time to crawl in bed and die.

"Y-Yeah..?" I said. His hand hadn't let my wrist yet.

"D-Do you...D-Do you by a-any c-chance....l-like m-me....?" he asked softly and stuttering, his face redder than anything I'd seen before.

"I- Um- M-Me- I-" I tried to think of an excuse or just something to say. I was cut off when a pair of lips touched mine. Alexander is kissing me...

HOLY SH*T ALEXANDER IS KISSING ME!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAA JOHN DO SOMETHING

I kissed back for a couple of seconds before he pulled away and turned around, shielding his face with his hands and muttering things.

"Alex...?" I started. He refused to turn around

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that! I'm so stupid!" he started.

What are you talking about? That was amazing!

"Alex..I do like you."I said.

"Laurens I like you a lot..." he muttered

He turned around slowly. He started saying something but I cut him off again by kissing him. It took him no time before he kissed back and we were wrapped in each other. My mind forgot about everything as I held him, as his lips connected with mine and all I couldn't say was expressed. I laughed against the kiss and held his jaw. We finally pulled away because of a little b*tch called oxygen. We were both smiling.

"That was nice" he said

"I love you so much, Alexander Hamilton"

"Glad I didn't have to be the first one." he laughed

"Say it back, you prick."

"I love you more than anything in the world, John Laurens." he said as he held both my hands

"Alexander Hamilton, would you give me the honor of the right to call you my boyfriend?"

"Of course!"

We walked to the couch and sat down, he leaned on me as I turned on the TV. Even though the TV was on, I knew neither of us was actually watching it. He turned to me and I turned to him.

"That kiss was nice." I said

A couple seconds passed before he answered

"Round 2?"

A/N: And now we question how the heck was I able to write fluff while listening to villain songs. ANYWAYS, hope you liked it and I'm off to think of more to write!

A/N 2: The title was previously "Butterflies and Redheads" in honor of one of the best Lams I've read but it didn't quite....yeah...