Hello, Hamilfam! I am Majestickittycat, and welcome to my first Hamilton fanfiction: My Light in the Darkness. This will be a modern Hamilton AU being focused around Lams (John Laurens x Alexander Hamilton). Yes, it will be a collage AU. I know, it is completely unoriginal but it's all I would think of. I will make sure that the rest of my ideas are as original as possible. Example, I will not write a storm chapter. I think. We'll see, lol.

Go and read the description, it describes the story's plot! But to sum it up, you can only see color when you realize who your soulmate is.

IMPORTANT NOTE: I am very new to the Hamilton fandom so there may be many historical inaccuracies. And this book (at least the first one) will kind of have a sad-ish feel to it sometimes. Not at first, but...you'll see!;) I just have a thing for writing angst. ;^^ There may also be some trigger warnings and mentions of smut but I DO NOT write smut. What I mean is that I may mention they do the do but I wont actually write it. 😂😂😂

This is getting too long so let's just begin the cringe~

||Alexander Hamilton||

:August 20th 2016: (this is the date the story takes place)

The day was just like every day- dark, gloomy, and gray. Not even a spark of light was visible within all the darkness. This was how every day was like for people- excluding the ones who had actually found a soulmate. The ones who actually get to see more than just shades of gray.

I had always wanted to have a soulmate. All my life, as long as I had free time, I had been searching for the one for me. But unfortunately, to no avail. But I'm okay with it, really. I have more interest in my passion for writing anyway. And I don't think I'd be able to have as much time to write if I had found a lover. So I'm kind of in a weird position.

Today was the day I had moved to New York City. The crowded sidewalks and busy streets of the city were not what I was use to. The Caribbean was far different than here. But hopefully I'd grow accustom to it in time.

I was in the collage campus of the city which was way less busy. I would be attending the collage there soon.

I glanced down at the piece of paper in my hands and looked over the words. The words describing my school schedule, which dorm room I would be staying in, and my roommates' names. The names read Hercules Mulligan, a really long name that I dare not speak so I'll just say 'Lafayette', and John Laurens. Their names were nice enough but I hoped that they wouldn't be crazy roommates. I prefer quiet, especially when I'm writing. But even if I like quiet, people often say I talk really loudly and continuously. (Totally a mistake, I'm too lazy to fix it lmao)

As I roamed around the campus, taking in the sites of the collage I'd be attending, my phone vibrated from inside my pocket. Confused, I took it out and looked at the notification. It was a text from someone named 'John Laurens'.

But isn't that one of my roommates?

John Laurens: Hi! This is ur roommate John Laurens, if i got ur number right.

John Laurens: The paper mentioned ur phone number so i thought id text u :)

John Laurens: So are u Alexander handbag?

John Laurens: *Hamilton

I read over the text, triggered from the horrendous texting grammar. But despite the poor grammar, I thought it was nice enough for them to say hi to me.

So I decided to text them back.

Alexander Hamilton: Yes, that's me. So you're my roommate?

My phone buzzed as I got another text.

John Laurens: Haha yea!

John Laurens: I thought itd be nice to talk to u i haven't met u yet

John Laurens: Actually I haven't heard ur name before. R u new or something?

Alexander Hamilton: Well

Alexander Hamiltpn: I just moved to New York actually. So I guess that's a 'yes'.

John Laurens: Oh cool! Where u from? :3

I began to sweat as I typed my next message.

Alexander Hamilton: Unimportant.

Alexander Hamilton: So since we're going to be living together, tell me about yourself?

John Laurens: Okay

John Laurens: Wait why don't we meet up or something?

John Laurens: Theres a Starbucks on campus we can go 2.

His texting grammar was getting on my nerves.

Alexander Hamilton: I suppose I have time for that.

Alexander Hamilton: Sure. :)

I searched around the campus to find the Starbucks that Laurens had mentioned. Soon enough, I had found it and walked inside. An aroma of coffee flooded my senses as I walked around the familiar room. It wasn't very busy that morning, for there were only about three people inside.

I texted John Laurens again to ask if he was there.

Alexander Hamilton: So I made it to the Starbucks. You here?

I awaited his response when a sudden voice from behind me knocked me out of my focus.

"Hey!" I spun around and saw a taller man looking down at me. The first thing I had noticed about him was his freckles, scattered across his face like a starry night sky. He had long hair that was tied up in a ponytail. But I had to admit, he was actually very handsome. A small smile was on his face as he talked, "Are you Alexander Hamilton?"

I smiled and replied by saying, "Are you John Laurens?"

"Yep, that's me!" He paused, "So, uh, welcome to New York, I guess."

The two of us ordered our drinks then sat down at a table in the corner. I kind of liked John. He seemed like a kind person, despite the fact that I just met him.

"So, continuing from our conversation, why don't you tell me about yourself?" I asked him. He looked up to the right as if he was searching for the right words to say.

"Well, my name is John Laurens. Uh, I'm 22. Umm...I like turtles!" He paused, "No, let's change that. I LOVE turtles. They are glorious creatures that should be loved by everyone."

I laughed at his response to my question, "Haha, I honestly was not expecting you to say that but...cool?"

It was now my turn to talk about myself. I don't think there is much of me to know about so I answered the best I could. "I'm Alexander Hamilton, 20 years old. (Ignore the inaccurate age gap, idk why I changed it) And...well, there isn't much about me to learn. I like to write, I guess. That's it?"

"I'm sure there's more to know about you. I guess I'll find out over time."

There was a silence.

I took a sip of my coffee as I thought about a conversation starter.

"So...our other roommates...where are they?" I asked, hoping this would bring up a conversation.

"Hercules and Lafayette? They're probably at the dorm room making out or some shit. Haha, but seriously." Before I could respond, he started talking again, "Oh yeah, that reminds me."

He took out his phone and typed away as I waited for him to speak.

My phone vibrated as I glanced at the screen. I had been invited to a chat room on kik titled 'The Squad'

TurtleMom has added Hammyham to the chatroom.

TurtleMom: Hey guys i have our new roommate!!!!

HERCULES!!: BOI WHERE HE AT

Laugh-a-yeet: :O

HammyHam: Hi...

Hammyham: I'm Alexander Hamilton.

HERCULES!!: WELCOME TO THE SQUAD, M8

Laugh-a-yeet: Welcome to hell :D

HammyHam: Thanks?

Laugh-a-yeet: Don't worry, mon ami, youll get use to our loud meme-y-ness

TurtleMom: Lol

TurtleMom: One of the consequences u'll have to face of possibly becoming our friend

I looked up from my phone and looked at John from across the table with a weird look. I was confused by what he meant.

I began typing again.

HammyHam: I see...

HammyHam: Well, I appreciate the warm welcomes.

HERCULES!!: ur welcome

Laugh-a-yeet: Where u from, mon ami?

I coughed.

HammyHam: That's unimportant

HammyHam: *.

Laugh-a-yeet: O...

HERCULES!!: I have a good question!!

HERCULES!!: U got urself a soulm8?

I sighed which caused John to look up at me.

HammyHam: Nah.

HammyHam: No luck for me. Might as well live in black and white forever.

Laugh-a-Yeet: aww

Laugh-a-Yeet: You'll find someone eventually mon ami

HammyHam: Well, it's not like I really wanted one anyway. I'm fine like this.

After texting for a couple of minutes, I came back to reality and me and John began talking again. Me and him actually had quite a few similarities.

I think I can see myself being friends with this man.

LAMO This definitely could have been better, but oh well.

Just some warning about this book: It. Gets. Fluffy. VERY. FLUFFY. It's terrible, honestly. I just wrote a future chapter where they got together (because I just couldn't wait) and it was so fluffy, I literally exploded. Oops. It was horrible but I loved it. Lol.

It also gets Angsty. Very a Angsty. That can be a good thing or a bad thing, depending on you. I personally love angst but I hate it at the same time.

So ye.

Bye! Love you!

*hugs and kisses*

-Kitty