(John P.O.V)

"Hey, Martha, can I steal him from you?" I asked, pointing to Alexander.

"Sure, steal away." She laughed.

I dragged Hamilton out the back door and lead him to a quiet spot behind a the tree in my garden. It was my favorite place to go, no one could see or hear me, but I could see and hear them if they approached. I sat Alexander down, and he looked at me worriedly.

"Is something wrong?" He asked, voice soft.

"N-no just can I umm... is this a good t-time? I know you're going through some shit with your b-brother but I-I just wanted to tell you something." I stuttered, mentally cursing myself for doing so.

"Sure, anything." He smiled and I felt my heart leap. His smile was so beautiful IsweartogodIjustwantedtoki sshimsweetjesus.

"I umm... really like you." I blushed crimson. "You were like, my celebrity crush and then I met you online and I fell for that Alex to and now I've m-met you in real life and I just really like you. And I'm sorry if this is a lot to take in, it's just that there isn't much time left in the holidays and I wanted to tell you before you l-left. And I know you just met me and probably only like me as a friend and you've probably got a girlfriend hidden up in New York but I felt like I should tell you how I feel."

I hid my face in my fingers and hunched over, tugging my hair in front of my eyes. I didn't dare look up, afraid for his reaction. But I felt his soft fingers brush across my face, pushing my hair back behind my ears. He smiled kindly and I met his eyes, there was nothing but warmth in his brown eyes. Oh god, this is the moment where he tells me I'm his friend, and nothing more, and then it's really awkward.

"Bold of you to assume I wouldn't have a boyfriend up in New York." He paused for a second, as if thinking. "On, that note, it's bold of you to assume I'd have a boyfriend up in New York. I'm sure I'd rather have met him down here in South Carolina."

My heart fluttered. As he brought our faces together he paused a hairbreadth away from me. Shit was this going to be like that scene in Frozen?

"Do I have your consent?" He asked, which made me love him even more.

"Is that even a question?" I chuckled softly.

I pulled his lips onto mine and felt him kiss back. It was honestly the best moment of my existence so far. Top one moment in John's life; kissing Alexander. We deepened the kiss and then he pulled back gently. (How does human love emotion function? Did I get it right? Why am I writing a romance based fanfic? We may never know)

"That was nice." I smiled, and felt myself blush even more then before.

"I'd hope so." He retorted with playful smirk.

"So what are we now? I'd love to be your boyfriend but if it's moving to fast I won't."

"I'll leave that up to you." He smiled.

"Boyfriend it is then." I grinned back, pulling him in for another kiss.

(Time skip because romance is not my genre, why did I choose to write Lams? I'm rethinking life choices right now, I'll be back)

(Alex P.O.V)

We'd been outside most of the afternoon into the evening, going inside a few times for either turtles, food, or water. He'd told me stories about his childhood, and we'd acted like I'd never had one, which was nice, and also partially true.

I remember how my heart had soared when he told me he liked, I remembered the joy in his eyes when I'd pulled him close. We were currently sitting in his garden, recreating the scenes in Legally Blonde with the lawyer turtle and his pals like toddlers. I rested my head on his shoulder slightly, watching Lin and Shelley play while Baguette nibbled the grass. It was getting dark, but neither of us really wanted to go inside. I'd offered that we spend the night outside but he'd said his siblings would worry.

"It's hard to get turtles to act." I stated, watching Lin walk away from Shelley as he scrambled to climb onto my lap.

"Sure, but I bet with some training they'd be great." John

"How do you expect to train a turtle my dear Laurens?" I held up Lin, who wagged his feet helplessly.

"The new dreamworks movie 'how to train your turtle' starring Lin, Shelley Baguette and their humans, Alexander and John." He laughed, snatching the turtle from me.

"Great movie, we should call dreamworks, they'd love it." I joked, pulling Shelley back towards us as she waddled away.

We turned our heads as we heard a door open, then grass crunch. Martha skipped up to us and sat down in between me and John, her four year old hands wrapping around ours.

"Hey Alex!" She smiled at me. "Dad says it's dinner time!"

I looked at John, who nodded his head slightly, grabbing Baguette and Shelley while I picked up Lin.

"I wanna hold a turtle!" Martha complained, giving John puppy dog eyes.

"Fine, you can take Baguette." He handed her the pale turtle.

"Yay! Baguette!"

"Don't drop him Martha." John instructed.

"I'm not going to drop Baguette." She pouted.

"Your sister is so cute." I whispered to John, clutching Lin in my arms.

"Wait till you meet James, my other brother. He's seven."

"I'll just say this, any sibling of John Laurens is adorable in my book." I teased, and he blushed light pink.

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a / n: just some fluff, or at least, the closest I could get to fluff. I 964 words of gay and turtles. Why have I chosen this as my life?