Oof. Art not mine. But it's real angsty, But has nothing to do with this story.

Alexander's POV.

I was sitting on the couch of me and my boyfriend of three and a half years. Thomas Jefferson. Lately he's been going out after work with James Madison and John Adams to local bars. Always stumbling back home a drunkenly giggling mess. A mess that I must clean up after.

I looked over to the clock. Half past eleven. I sighed and closed the book I was reading. Setting it on the coffee table. I sat up and stretched my arms above my head. I shut off the lamp next to me. That was the only source of light in the room and stood up. 

I glanced at the door for a second. Hoping that Thomas would just walk through it. Even if he would be drunk, I still want him home. But when the door didn't open. I began making my way up the stairs and to the bedroom. Alone.

I hated this. I hate having to wait up for the love of my life. Just for him to come back and start fighting with me when I would make him sleep on the couch when he was. All. Over. Me.

It was terrifying and annoying at the same time. Worrying because, I don't know where he is. What he's doing. Or what he has done. Annoying because he says he can do whatever he wants. When in reality, he's just acting like a rebellious teen.

As soon as I laid down and got under the covers. I could hear the front door slam open. I groaned and shut my eyes tightly. Not in the mood to deal with his shit. 

But it wasn't long till the bedroom door opened and Thomas turned on the light.

"Lexi~ Wake up baby, I wanna hold you~" Thomas whined as he crawled onto the bed and over to me. I turned over and looked up at him. 

"Your drunk Thomas. Go to bed." I said in a monotone voice and turned away from him. He huffed and laid down next to me. 

"C'mon Lexi~ I wanna have you~" Thomas whispered into my ear. That's when I had enough. I shot out of the bed and glared down at Thomas. Who just smiled at me in return. 

"Thomas. I seriously think that you have a drinking problem. I can't even deal with this anymore. Why do you drink? Is it stress? Work? Why Thomas? I want answers." I said. My voice rising slightly. 

Thomas glared right back at me and got off the bed from the other side.

"Alex, I'm an adult! I can do whatev' I damn well please to do. You ain't my mother so stop acting like it!" He screamed at me. I flinched slightly from him, but didn't let any trace of fear show.

"I'm your boyfriend though! Who's worried for you. So I think I deserve some answers as to why you think it's okay to come home drunk every night for the past three weeks!" I yelled back at him. 

"You wanna know why I drink?! It's because I have to work my ass off just to come home to you! Your such a fucking annoying, little whiny bitch, that I would gladly do without! Happy now Alex?! Get what you wanted yet?! Oh wait! You're never satisfied! No matter what, it's always more with you! More work, more attention, more time to yourself! But what about me, huh?! I want to come home and relax and I can't. Because of you." Thomas hissed at me.

I covered my mouth as tears poured out of my eyes. Thomas seemed to notice what he said and gasped.

"Alex, listen I'm sorry that was-" Thomas started walking towards me but I took a step away from him. 

"No your right. I'm so awful to you. I can never give you what you want, and I'm so sorry for that Thomas! This is all my fault. I-I gotta go..." I cried as I ran past Thomas and out of the room. 

"W-wait Alex! Don't leave! I'm sorry!" Thomas called after me, but I was already halfway down the stairs at that point.  I wasn't turning back to look at him. 

I was about to place my hand on the doorknob to exit the house, but Thomas grabbed my wrist and stopped me from leaving. I turned slowly to look up at him. 

"Alex, please...I'm so sorry. That's was so rude of me. It's not your fault. It's stress and I-" I yanked my wrist out of his grip and stared up at him. 

"It's fine Thomas. I just need to go clear my head, I'll spend the nights at John's. Be back in the morning. G'night." I said as I opened the door and walked out of the house. Ignoring Thomas screaming my name as I walked down the street. 

John's house wasn't far from Thomas's. Only down the road really. No more than a block of running. 

Once there, I knocked rapidly on the door holding back sobs. After five minutes, I could hear shuffling from inside the house.

"Ugh! What the fuck do you - Alex?" A tired, turtle pajama wearing John Laurens said. His tone of voice changing quickly.

"What's wrong? Are you okay?! Oh God, come in...." He said wrapping an arm around me and leading me inside his house. I sat down on the couch and clung onto him as I sobbed. 

"Shh, take deep breaths...now, what's wrong?" John asked softly. Stroking his fingers through my hair to help calm me down. I took a shuddering breath and wiped my eyes.

"T-Thomas has been drinking a lot lately and-" John's grip tightened on me when hearing this. His father was an alcoholic and terribly abusive towards him, his sibling, and his mother. Verbally and physically. And he's always been protective of me.

"Alex, I swear to God, if that fucker hurt you, I'll kill him!" John hissed quietly. I smiled lightly at his overprotective tone and shook my head. 

"Not physically at least..." I murmured. John gave me a look, silently asking for me to continue. 

"For the past couple weeks or so. He's been coming back drunk at night and would usually be driving. It worries me a lot John. So I finally called him out on it. He came up to the bedroom, where I was trying to sleep but he insisted on waking me. I-I asked him why he drinks and he said that it was because of me..." I sobbed. John gasped slightly.

"He-he said that I was a needy, annoying bitch and th-that I was never satisfied with everything he does for me. He also said that-that he could do without me. Glady if I remember correctly." I cried into John's shirt. 

"Oh Alex, I'm sure he didn't mean it. But I'm still gonna punch the shit out of him for it next time I see him." John said trying to lighten the mood. I didn't respond though. Just held onto John until I cried myself out. Which took me half an hour by the way.

I felt bad for bothering John with my problems as always. And at such a late time at night. 

"I'm sorry John," I said as John positioned us so he was laying down with me on his chest. 

"Alex, I love you like a brother. It's okay. Really. Your just lucky that Laf and Herc weren't over. I don't think we would be able to hear you over all the-"

"Okay! To much information John! I don't need to hear about your sex life!" I said quickly. John chuckled and laid his head back on a pillow.

And that's how I fell asleep. On top of John's chest. But when I woke up the next morning, I was no longer on the couch. And John wasn't anywhere to be seen. But he was surely heard. 

I was laying in John's bed. His bedroom door was open. I sat up and stretched my arms above my head with a yawn. 

I could hear John arguing with someone in the other room, which is what woke me up in the first place.

"-and ta think, ya know of his messed up past and all his insecurities and yet you still yell at him like that? What kind of fuckin' husband are you?! I'll tell ya, a pretty bad one!" John had screamed. His southern accent very much apparent in the morning and especially since he was yelling.

I rose up from the bed and walked over to the door slowly. I peeked my head out of the room and looked to the living room. His house was one floor so I could see him from the bedroom. The door was open and Thomas was standing in the doorway.

Tears rolling down his face. I've only seen Thomas cry once before, when I was in the hospital from passing out at work. I overworked myself and thought I could keep pushing it, but, I was wrong.

"Listen John, I was drunk and-" Thomas said. I almost didn't hear him from how quiet he was being. John glared at Thomas, his hands on his waist. 

"So just 'cause you were drunk, ya have the right to say that shit to em?! NO!!! You should never. Eva. Say what you said to someone you love! What you said, was so fucked up! He was cryin' when I answered the door last night!" John said fuming. Thomas looked at the floor. 

I had to fight the urge to go over there and kiss him and punch him.

"Cryin' bout how it was his fault that you drink and how you don't love him anymore! Your a real son ofa bitch Thomas. I should kick yo ass right fuckin' now, but, I ain't. Because I wanna know, why? Why would you ever say that to him? Was it true? Cause if it was you can go fu-"

"Stop!" I said walking out of John's room. I had enough of listening to John yell at Thomas and enough of Thomas being sad and moppy. Both men jumped and looked at me. 

As I got closer I could tell from one glance at Thomas that he hadn't slept at all last night.

"Alex, I-" Thomas started before I held up a hand and scowled at him.

"Shut up! John...?" I said turning to my best friend. He looked at me and nodded. Walking off to the bedroom. When I heard the door click shut, I turned and looked at Thomas.

"So, was it true?" I asked, crossing my arms over my chest as I looked to the floor and waited for an answer. Thomas gasped slightly.

"Of course not baby..." Thomas said, putting a hand on my cheek. I slapped it away and glared daggers at him. Taking a step back from him.

"Then what the hell happened last night?!" I said with tears starting to prick in my eyes. Thomas looked at me. Us making eye contact. He ran a hand through his curls nervously and looked at his feet once more.

"Alex, I have been so, so stressed lately and that's why I've been out drinking lately. I want to be able to buy you whatever you want and make sure that we don't have to struggle financially. I want to give you the world Alexander. And I know I fucked up last night. And I'm so, so sorry Alex..." Thomas said before letting out a small sob. 

I stood my ground though. As much as I wanted to hug Thomas right now, he hurt me. And some apology won't make up for what he said to me.

"You don't need to over work yourself to make more money for me. I'm sorry if I make you feel that way. And I'm sorry that I've been so overbearing and needy lately. It's just, whenever I would see you, you would be drunk. And I didn't want to say anything originally. But you were starting to scare me Thomas." I said, tears of my own falling from my eyes.

"I'm so sorry I said that shit to you Alex. I was drunk and I didn't know what I was saying. And I know that's no excuse but, I just needed to get something for you. And I've been so busy lately and James has needed me and-"

"What about me, huh? If I'm so needy and you don't have time for me. Then why don't we just...break up." I said. Thomas's eyes widened and he shook his head quickly.

"N-no, no baby. I was so so wrong! I had no idea what I was thinking, please, I'm so sorry Alex. Please, please don't leave me...I need you. I-I love you more than anything else in this world. And I'm so sorry that I failed you like I did and-and I wanted you to-"

"Get to the point Thomas." I said trying not to look at him.

He sighed and pulled something out of his pocket. My eyes immediately landed on the small box in his hands as he slowly got down on one knee. My eyes glistened with tears. From which emotion, I was unsure. Anger? Happiness? Sadness? I just didn't know.

"Alexander Hamilton, I know that I have been a jackass to you. And I know I don't deserve you. And I know that I-"

"G-get to the point Thomas..." I spoke lowly as I wiped tears from my eyes. Thomas's eyes widened slightly as he stammered with his words.

"Oh-uh...Alex, I know I screwed up big time last night. And have been for the past three weeks. But I swear, you will never have to deal with that side of me ever again. Because Alexander, I love you. And want to spend the rest of my life with you. So will you make me the happiest man alive and m-marry me?" Thomas asked, his voice shaking slightly. Tears slowly falling down his own face as he smiled lightly. 

I stared at him as I let out a shaky laugh as a smile tugged it's way onto my face. I wiped my sleeve over my eyes before looking back down at Thomas. He smiled back at me hopefully. But that look was wiped off of his face the second I slapped him.

He gasped out of pain and dropped the ring box to the floor as he reached to grasp his - now - swelling face.

"I-I-" Thomas said looking back up to me. I held a blank look as I grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled our faces close together. Our lips almost touching. I smirked as I leaned our foreheads together.

"My answer, is yes." I said, barely giving him enough time to react as I slammed my lips on his. He gasped into the kiss, but was quick to kiss me back. Wrapping his arms around my waist. Tugging me closer to him. 

When we pulled away from each other. He stood up - his hands still on my hips - and pushed me against the wall as we shared a passionate kiss. 

This time, he was the one to pull away first. I whined slightly, but he bent down to grab the ring box. He stood back to his full height as he took my hand in his. Sliding the diamond ring on my finger.

I cried tears of joy as we kissed for the third time before John's bedroom door opened. 

"Okay, I heard a loud band and-" John froze as he saw Thomas and me pull away from each other. His eyes went to Thomas and his soon to be bruised cheek and than to me. And lastly, our hands. Our fingers laced together. 

"What happened out here...?" John asked walking forward. I held my hand out with the ring on it and grinned at him.

"We made up. Thomas is going to start going to AA meetings if he ever expects this marriage to work. Right Thomas?" I said looking up at him. He looked down at me and opened his mouth to say something before quickly shutting it and sighing.

"Yeah. Yeah I am. And I'll spend the rest of my time making it up to Alex. Because I love him." Thomas whispered, a small smile on his lips. 

"Love you too." I said, getting on my tippy toes and kissing his cheek. 

A/N

MY COMPUTER FUCKING CRASHED!!!!! 

The minute I uploaded the first one shot, I shut the computer and it wouldn't turn on till a couple of hours ago!!! I'm so sorry guys. I'll probably upload the third one tonight if I can and the smut story in another day or so cause I'm going out with a friend tomorrow all day. 

So SOOOO sorry!!!

Also, thank you guys for all your support and all the people following me and all of you loyal readers out there!!! I'm so thankful for all of you, thanks for making my life better!!!

I hope you all had a GREAT Independence Day and I can't wait to continue writing for you. Lams story is up next!!!