Chapter Three
"Morning, Professor Washington." Alexander called as he walked into the lecture hall.
"Hello, Alexander."
Alex took his seat and opened up his notebook, doodling hearts and writing "Alexander Laurens" and "John Hamilton."
He was trying to figure out which sounded better when Professor Washington walked up to him. He slammed the notebook shut and turned red.
"What was that?" The older man asked with a furrowed brow.
"N-Nothing."
George chuckled. "Son, don't try to lie to me."
Alexander looked down, hiding his face in shame.
"You two make a cute couple." George commented before walking to the front of the room.
"Who does?" Eliza asked, taking a seat next to Hamilton. "Who's he talking about?"
"John and me." Alexander spoke sheepishly.
Eliza chuckled. "I concur."
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"Alex, come to bed." John whined.
"I have to finish this paper." The smaller man dismissed, shaking his head.
"Alex!" He whined again. "Come on. I'm tired. I can't fall asleep without you."
"I'm sure you can. I can't stop writing." Alex said, then yawned.
"Alex you need sleep."
"I'm fine. I-"
"Alexander." John said firmly. This was enough to make his boyfriend look away from his laptop and at him.
"What?" He asked in a small voice. The only people who had ever succeeded in intimidating him were Professor Washington, Angelica and John Laurens.
"You have only gotten two hours of sleep all week. It is not healthy. You have dark circles under your eyes and you're practically delirious." His hands were on his hips. "Come to bed or I'm going to be very angry."
Alex looked down sheepishly. "I can't stop writing."
John sighed. "Yes you can, Alexander."
Suddenly a tear slipped down Alex's cheek. "No, I can't."
John furrowed his brow and went to sit next to his boyfriend. He put his hand on his shoulder. "Alex? What's wrong?"
"I don't know." Alexander cried.
"What do you mean?"
Alex shook his head. "I'm a terrible boyfriend. I'm sorry."
"No you are not!" John insisted. "Alex what's wrong?"
Alexander looked up at him. "There's something wrong with me."
AN: hey I actually found the strength to write something. Sorry that it's short but I wanted to leave it on a cliffhanger.