A/N- I first would like to apologize for my lack of update, at one point I hadn't even touched this in ten days due to being busy with the holidays and well, just stuff in general. I have a writing assignment which I am pretty much done with, and I've had two people ask me to edit and revise theirs. So, naturally I did, and I'm writing an Essay (not for school, just for fun, I'm a freak shush.) Don't worry, I hadn't forgotten. It's 10:30 now, and I WILL finish this! Even if it kills me! Just kidding I love writing Lams I have no issues finishing.

Alex-

That was the first time Alexander Hamilton had slept in. Ever.

He woke up at the same time he did, 5:00, but this time he had decided not to get up. He looked down, on his chest laid a peaceful John, sound asleep. His hair was messy, laying out in all different directions. It was absolutely adorable. He shifted, careful not to wake him up. He gently laid his hand on John's head, lightly stroking his soft hair. Of all the times he chose to get up to work, this should've been one, seemings he hadn't even edited or revised his paper yet.

He wasn't about to get up this time.

He smiled as John stirred a bit, nuzzling his head closer to his chest. He automatically pulled him in. He realized in that moment he had never seen John asleep before. He closed his eyes, breathing deeply. Soon, by some means, he fell back asleep.

John-

The first thing John saw when he opened his eyes was the sunlight, beaming through the window, tiny specks of dust dancing in the streaks. He blinked at the sudden burst of light, he knew for sure morning had come. There was one problem though. He didn't want the morning to come. He noticed then, something he didn't expect.

Alex.

He knew him well enough to know Alex was an early bird, especially when he had things to work on, but there was. He never left. John smiled, laying his head back down. He noted that Alex's hand was still wrapped around him, the other laying right on his chest, rising and falling with every breath. He reached out, placing his hand on top of his. He guessed Alex had woken up at some other point, who knows how early, but there was no sign of him ever actually getting out of bed. He felt Alex's hand move under his, turning over and linking with his. He looked back up and saw his eyes were open.

"Morning sleepy-head," Alex said, yawning.

"Morning, sleepy-head. Did you actually sleep in? I thought you never did."

"This morning was an exception, I didn't really feel like getting up anyways," Alex said. John smiled.

"And why's that?" He inquired.

"Well, somehow I found myself with a perfect person in my arms, and I wasn't about to let that go."

John felt his throat close as he held back a wave of emotion threatening him. He wrapped both arms around Alex and felt him return it.

"Alex, I love you so much," He said, his voice cracking. "I know it sounds cliche, but I really mean it, with all of me."

He watched as tears filled Alex's eyes too, the yellow sunlight reflecting in his eyes perfectly.

"I love you too, so, so much. If I could say it without crying, I would."

John laughed, tears running down his face, Alex laughed too, both of them together making a half-awake, giggling, emotional mess. Eventually, they gained some sort of control of themselves and had both sat up. After a while of silence, John spoke.

"What will everyone think?"

"What?"

John leaned his head back on the headboard, looking up at the ceiling.

"About us, I mean, what will people say?" He said. He had to admit, be cared what people thought. He had always envied the people who strolled through life, unfazed by others judgment. Alex for instance.

"Who cares what people think?"

Somehow John knew that was exactly what Alex would say.

"Well, I do."

That earned a shocked yet still confused look from Alex.

"Not-not that that will change anything," he laughed, "but like what about Lafayette and Herc? I mean, I've known those guys forever but what if they don't approve? A-and what about-"

He was cut off by Alex's lips on his.

"They will," he whispered.

Alex leaned back, smirking.

"Usually I'm the one who needs to be cut off from talking too much, my how the tables have turned."

"Don't you have a paper to work on?" John said, smiling.

"Maybe." Alex held his hands up, taking John's in his, "But it can wait a little while longer."

***(Oooh this sounds spicier than I anticipated. xD)

Later..

John watched Alex work, finishing up in barely any time at all. They laid in bed for a while before he insisted he began working, which he wasted no time on teasing Alex about since people never have to remind him to do that. He rested his cheek on his hand, reading over the paper.

"So? How is it?" Alex asked, sounding almost a bit nervous.

"It's awesome! You have this in the bag, Alex. I'm proud."

Alex grinned sheepishly, "I couldn't have done it without you. You should go to law school, you'd be great at it, you know."

"Law is your thing, not mine."

"But you're still great at it, how else would you have figured that out? I didn't catch it." He said, staking up his papers on the table.

"Tomorrow, you're coming with me when I present my case, and you have no choice so don't try saying no."

John reached over, wrapping his hand around Alex's.

"Wouldn't miss it for the world."

The Next Day.

Alex-

"It is to this, I can conclude with my fullest confidence!" Alex proudly declared, "That is a case with the appearance of such simplicity that there is an underlying motive,"

He looked at John from his place on the stage, smiling.

"That only man with the brightest intellect could truly uncover, and reveal."

He stepped down, bowing to the round of applause. He saw John stand up, running up and hugging him tightly.

"Nailed it," He whispered.

"Thanks to you." He whispered back. He had nearly forgotten he was in a room with his colleagues until the professor had cleared his throat. Alex stepped back, beaming.

"Well, I think it's very clear you know what you are talking about, Mr. Hamilton." The professor turned, addressing the group of students spread throughout the small room.

"I must say, I am disappointed in the rest of you."

The teacher drawled on, talking about how he came up with the case with the intent to deceive some, and how he expected some of the brighter students to see through it. If Alex was being completely honest, he barely listened. He was preoccupied with his own thoughts and stolen glances toward John. He was brought back into focus by an ending applause, he looked around as people were clapping and looking at him again, some were smiling, the rest wearing dark scowls.

Well, it wasn't like he wasn't used to it.

He stood up and bowed once, then quickly left along with the sea of people. He peeked over the heads of people until he saw John, who was struggling to get his head above the taller people.

"John! Hey over here!" He waved his hand, then maneuvered through.

"Well, I guess the only thing left to do is try making it home without frostbite," he laughed. Alex chuckled.

"Well, if one of us does, we'll cuddle each other back to health."

John laughed again, holding out his hand.

"Sounds good to me."

Alex took his hand, wrapping his fingers around Johns. He had to admit, it felt nice. They walked out of the building, hand in hand, smiling wider than the world itself. They both looked at each other again, Alex looking right into his eyes. He noted the tiny specks of brown in his green eyes, like sprinkles. He leaned over, placing a chaste kiss on his lips, not caring if anyone saw. He saw John smile and blush, looking down at the ground in front of him as he walked. They decided to walk the whole way back, it had warmed up finally and the snow had stopped falling. The house wasn't very far away. They trudged along, hearing occasional screams of laughter from children playing outside in the deep snow.

"Hey Alex," John said, "listen, I know I hadn't really anticipated staying long," he looked up, "but would it be okay if I stay a while longer? I mean, it's ways back and the cabin will just take so long-"

"Of course!" Alex exclaimed, cutting him off. "I-I really wouldn't mind the company."

For the rest of the time, they discussed plans for the remainder of that day, Alex couldn't remember the last time he had no urge to write at all and instead spend the day doing other activities that weren't battle related. It struck him as surprising really.

Not what I expected, thought Alex, glancing back over at John, who was smiling at kids in the snow bank. There was no doubt in his mind he had fallen completely in love.

He wouldn't have wanted it any other way.

A/N- Okay so there was over a week between that first Author's note and this one, school is really beating my butt, but stubborn me decided a desk in my room was overdue. So naturally. Without telling anyone, I got one from our storage room and hauled it across the upstairs so yeah now I have my own desk. I had to measure it with clothes hangers. Three long, 1 and a half wide, 2 tall. I only dropped it on my foot once too! So yeah, this is finally done. Don't worry, there will be more, (not as long god I intended this to be like a quarter of the size.) Thank you for reading! Have a fantastic day guys!