(A/N sup my peeps I love the photo lmao it fits as Washington being like a dad lmao enjoy my dudes and person who suggested it (sorry forgot your username -w-))

Alex's POV brought to you by sleep because I need some

I wrote my letter to congress, slipped it in an envelope,  and stamped it for congress. In the process, I accidentally cut my finger on the paper. "Ow," I mumble and get back to work. But next thing I know is Washington runs over to me and says "WHO DID THIS ALEXANDER DID YOU KNOWWWWW?" and points at my small cut. Washington has been overprotective of me since I told him about my past, but this is... on another level. "Here we go" I sigh to myself.

Washington's POV brought to you by him speaking in caps for this paragraph 

ALEX, MY SON, HAS BEEN HURT. MY POOR CHILD HAD TO GO THROUGH HIS CHILDHOOD NOW THIS? UNACCEPTABLE! I START TO CRY AND BURN HIS LETTER. "I HOPE THAT YOU BURN," I SAY. I GRAB MORE PAPER "GOD I HOPE YOU'RE SATISFIED" SUDDENLY LAFAYETTE BURSTS THROUGH THE DOOR. "I CAME AS SOON AS I HEARD," HE SAID CHUCKLING. HOW COULD HE BE LAUGHING WHEN MY POOR SON IS DYING. "ALEXANDER SAVE YOUR STRENGTH AND STAY ALIVE!" I SAY AS I BURN MORE PAPERS. "BURNNNNNNNNNNN" I SCREECH. I HAVE SOON BURNED ALL OF ALEX'S PAPERS. 

(A/N I had an idea to make it sad like Alex had some sort of emotional attachment to them, such as love letters to Eliza, or letters *cough* love letters *cough* to John Laurens. Oh well. stay safe and stay hydrated my beans!)