look im not dead wow

hey did someone ask for meaningless fluff fics to delay the afterlife AU and drive all you lovelies insane? no? well shit you get it anyway lmao sorry loves

"Hamilton, please, you're getting on my nerves." James growled out, glaring at the other man, who was glaring at him with the same amount of frustration.
"James, I get it. You get angry when something doesn't go your way. Just because we got partnered up to work on this essay assignment, and I'm obviously more prone to writing quality, doesn't mean you should get angry with me."
"What the hell is that supposed to mean?" James cried. "More prone?!-"
He was cut off by a swift movement, and another standing inbetween the two, as if to stop a oncoming fight.
"Gentlemen." The person said. James already knew who it was.
"Thomas, please, I can handle this." James hissed. Thomas spun on his heels to look at him, a smirk on his face.
And suddenly, he picked James up bridal style, and walked off dramatically, grinning as he heard Alex chuckle a bit behind him.
"Thomas!" James exclaimed. "Put me down!"
"This is what happens when you don't let me fight for you."
James glared at the other, barely managing to withstand a smile.
"Put me down. People are staring."
Thomas started peppering kisses on James' neck, finally cracking him and making James giggle brightly.
"Thomas!" He cried. "We are in public!" He giggled, and squealed when Thomas nibbled on his soft  neck.
"Sorry, hun. You're too adorable. I can't help myself." He giggled, walking back to their dorm, James gathered in a giggly ball in his arms.
Thomas fiddled with thelock on the door and flung it open, ungracfully closing it behind him before collapsing on the bed, James laying on top of him, grinning.
"Y'know, I was trying to have a normal conversation."
"You we're about to get into a fight. You know that whenever anyone talkes to Hamilton, it usually ends in a fight.
The two stared into each others eyes for a while, soft smiles on their faces, before James finally leaned in for a kiss.
"I love you."
"I'm going to be angry at you later, for carrying me in public."
"Later?"
"I can't be mad at you now. You're too adorable. I love you, Thomas."
"Aww, I love you, James."

haha quality writing whats that

also, i have another au idea that may be stirring in my evil little mind, so stay tuned. thanks for reading, lovelies