this idea just smacked me around the face and told me to get my shit together or my wife's gonna take the kids so hi

they're at a party and they play spin the bottle that's it

John's POV

"Peggy no."

"Aw cmon why not?" She pouts, still pulling on my arm but considering that I'm like a lot stronger than her it has no effect.

"Spin the bottle is like the dumbest game ever." I roll my eyes, "Besides why would I want to kiss someone from school?"

"Uh, probably someone? I dunno, I mean there are a few hotties."

"Uh, and another thing Peggy, I'm gay!" I almost shout but it doesn't matter because no 1) I'm out and 2) the musics really loud and I doubt you could hear us unless you were right next to us. "What if I spin it and it lands on a girl, or vice versa. I'm not kissing a girl." I shake my head.

"Aren't you guys coming?" A voice says next to me, and someone slings their arm round my shoulder. I turn to my right to see the familiar face of Alexander Hamilton. "It's my party after all, it would a shame for you to miss it." As he talks, it turns more to him whispering in my ear, and my face turns bright red as his other hand moves to my waist, before grinning and leaving.

As soon as he's gone, I clear my throat, looking away, trying to hide my blushing. Peggy just gives me a look.

"What?"

"He totally likes you!" She laughs.

"Peggy we are not getting into whether the most popular guy in the school likes... this."

"The sheer disgust on your face when you said this is not right. Anygay, he likes you."

"No he doesn't. He's drunk. I'm drunk. It's just alcohol."

"No. It's happened before. He likes you. He wants you to play spin the bottle. Cmon. Now."

I roll my eyes, and down my drink. "Fine, whatever."

time skip bc ur mums gay

I was right, this game sucks.

So far I've seen Peggy kiss Maria, then proceed to absolutely gay panic in the most amazing way, Adrienne to kiss Lafayette and Lafayette to kiss Hercules, which was genuinely funny, as well as a few assorted couple fights (that were very entertaining). I mean, I'm so glad that no one has landed on me.

To tell the truth I have genuinely never kissed anyone yet. At all. It's sad, I know, 17 years of my life and yet I have never made out with someone. As stated by Peggy, my one and only friend in life, I am a mega-virgin. Not even romantic handholding. I've been single all my life. And I can see why, I'm not much to look at. No one would want me. I bet everyones secretly shitting their fucking pants cause they might land on me.

I watch, raising an eyebrow as Eliza goes and kisses Alex. All (most) of the kisses so far have been just a simple peck on the lips, but even that seems too much for my virgin lips.

Alex smirks at her as she pulls away, and grabs onto her shirt, pulling her back and kissing her quickly again. I roll my eyes.

He's a player that's for sure. A fuck boy. He's an absolute idiot too. He's all looks, no brain. That type. Thinks he's the shit. And fuck is he hot.

Whoa I must be really drunk, I just called him hot? No way. He's popular that's for sure, no way he's as much of a virgin like me, he's had quite a few girlfriends and boyfriends, and I can see why.

No what?! Shut up me! Well, maybe he is kinda hot. He's sitting directly opposite me in the circle, and honestly, ok maybe he's hot. It's just... his eyes are super pretty, that right shade of blue that looks a bit like purple, his hair that he normally ties back, and looks super hot when he takes it out, he normally wears letterman jackets like an asshole, but they're kinda very hot on him, and his shirt is kinda low so you can sort of see his chest...

I bite my lip, looking him up and down. Wait no John! Stop thirsting over someone who doesn't even know you exist! Besides, I think you forget you're a cis male, everyone's gonna know if you're horny, stupid! You have a dick!

Alex looks at me, and I blink, before he spins the bottle.

Oh God, I've never believed in you, but if it doesn't land on me then I totally will, please don't let it land on me.

He's staring right at me as it spins. What? Oh please don't land on me.

I watch it as it slows down, before stopping directly on me.

This is why I'm an atheist.

Did he rig it? He has to have. But how? There's no way that would just happen. Oh jesus now I have to kiss him. And he has to kiss me?! And now I'm losing my first kiss like this? Oh my god.

I'm literally just stuck there as he comes over to me, and I stare at him. Not gonna lie I'm kinda nervous.

I glare at him, pouting slightly. My first kiss with him? Huh.

"That's a pretty face." He whispers, before (since he's taller than me anyway) he lifts my chin up slightly, and leans in dangerously close. I shut my eyes expectantly, and he brushes his lips over mine, and my heart flutters, before he actually kisses me.

He kisses me slightly longer than everyone else, and I try (weakly) to push away, but instead he deepens the kiss, holding the back of my head, his fingers in my hair, and hesitantly, I give in and melt into the kiss.

He bites down on my bottom lip, and I gasp slightly, and he slips his tongue into my mouth. Is this how people kiss? I have no idea. Involuntarily, I let out a small noise into his mouth, yet he only pulls me closer.

It's then when I remember where we are, and what's going on, as the people around us start whooping and cheering and laughing, and I push away from him, looking away, unable to look at him and my face burns a bright red, his hands still in my hair. Oh my god that was my first kiss.

"It was?" He whispers.

"Oh fuck did I say that out loud?" I whisper, pressing a hand to my mouth.

"Yeah you did. That was kinda cute." He tilts my head towards him again, and I bite my lip as he stares at me. "You're pretty." He whispers, and my mouth drops open slightly, and I look away, embarrassed. "With a face like that it's hard not to kiss you." He whispers, kissing me again, but this time it was brief. "Heh, I got your second kiss too." He smirks, and I blink at him.

What the hap is fuckening?

I might be drunk.

He pulls me back, and out of the circle. "You ain't spinning the bottle doll, you're all mine." He grins at me, suddenly pulling me onto his lap, and I gasp, blinking in surprise.

The game continues without us, and instead we  end up making out, him also kind of teaching me how to kiss, though he said I was a good kisser anyway. I don't know if I believe him.

He pulls me closer, now that (as I'm on his lap) I'm somewhat taller than him, one hand on my waist and one hand in my hair. My lips kinda hurt, and I feel hazy and tired, but at the same time kinda horny. Don't tell Alex. I'm just drunk. And making out with the hottest boy in school oh my god.

His hand on my waist pulls me closer, and I start and finally pull away, panting for breath, as I feel... something against my leg. I glance down, then back at him with wide eyes. Well, I mean, at least I'm not the only one who's horny.

"Why don't we..." His hand rests on my thigh. "Go up to my room?"

I'm left, for the first time in a very long time, speechless, and all I can do is lean in and kiss him lightly, and mumble "Ok."

We stand up, clumsily, the rest of the group somehow not noticing us, as we make our way out of the room and up the stairs, our lips only disconnecting as we trip or stumble, not looking where we're going.

When we get to the top of the stairs, he picks me up, my legs wrapped around my waist, still making out, and he stumbles into his room, him pushing me back on the bed.

He kisses me again, and I can feel his body on mine and yet, "A-Alex, wait." He pulls away, blinking at me. "I um, I haven't ever-"

"I figured, since you've never kissed anyone before." He leans forward, gently, "Don't worry," He kisses my neck. "I'll be gentle." He keeps kissing my neck until he finds one place that makes me squirm, and I small involuntarily moan escape my lips, and he starts sucking a biting on there, and I shut my eyes.

He pulls away, running his tongue over the spot, before kissing me again. "I promise."

His hand slips up my shirt, and all I can do is whisper back, "O-ok."

time skip cuase idk if im ready to publish smut yet

I blink, rubbing my eyes and I wake up. Oh my god how drunk was I last night? I must have been very drunk, I can hardly remember anything.

I go to sit up, but a hand on my bare chest pulls me back down, and closer to them. I freeze.

HUH?!

"Nuh-uh, sunshine, I know you, you're not running away." Alexander Hamilton mumbles under his breath, still half asleep, and I just blink.

I slept with him? Oh no.

My virginity?!

This...

Is questionable.

"You ok darling?" He whispers, his voice full of sleep and oh ok it's kinda hot.

"I um. Did we actually...?"

"Duh." He replies. "Why?" I can hear the smirk in his voice as he kisses my shoulder, "You wanna go again?"

I blush, unable to speak, and he just laughs.

"Hmm, I think we went at it enough last night." He grins, and I turn over to face him, regretting that as oh boy is he handsome. "You're funny." He smiles at me. "Go back to sleep. I'll wake you up later."

"...Ok."

"You say that a lot you know."

"Cause I don't know what else to say."

"You're cute."

"Ok."