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HELLO I HONESTLY DO NOT REMEMBER WRITING THIS BUT HERE IT IS IG!! I thought I'd post it because it was on my document and it's an old one :)

[Alex's POV]

Herc sits patiently across the bar from me, grilling me with random questions about John. We'd just started dating, him and I, and Herc wanted details. He knew John, not half as well as I do. Laf had just left a while ago, needing to get some rest for work tomorrow.

"What do you see in him?" He cocks his head to the side, generally interested.

I take a minute to form my words before speaking, trying not to sound as in love with him as I am, "He has the most perfect eyes you could ever fall for; the most stunning smile that knocks the breath out of you; whenever you meet his gaze.. You can't turn away.." I ramble on, Herc gladly listening, "He's the funniest person I know, the best person to talk to. He is the easiest, in every possible way. I go to look at him, and he's already staring at me. We don't break it, even if we're on different sides of the room."

I remember that day. He was in the kitchen, I was in the living room. He'd come over to hang out, nothing more. I had the biggest crush on him, but my inner voice insisted it was just friendship. I turned my head to look at him, only to catch him staring back. He didn't flinch, didn't move a muscle. Neither did I.

I didn't even realize I was standing, moving closer to him every second. Those eyes were so alluring, so magnetic, so powerful. I stop a few feet ahead of him, the two of us locked in a gaze lasting way too long to be platonic. I knew it. He knew it.

He walks the two feet, inches from me now. My heart beats like crazy out of my chest, but I can't bring myself to move away, not even flick my eyes down.

I move in the same time as he, our lips connecting simultaneously. We fly apart almost immediately, I turning my back in shock. By the time I swing myself over to see him again, he's gone. I catch a glimpse of him walking down the hall, the sound of the front door creaking. I run to him, catching the door before it closes.

"John! Don't- l-leave.."

"Why?" He turns to me, his face red in shock of the moment, "I mess everything up anyway, you'll be better off without me." He goes to walk away, but my hand surprises me by flying upwards, grabbing his.

"John, please don't go." My voice changes, something in me more serious than I ever imagined.

His eyes stumble back up to mine in a lazy manner, obviously fighting his mind with his heart - as I do often. I know that look, the total yearn for something right in front of you and you can't bring yourself to walk.

So I walk for him.

I kiss him softly, feeling him kiss back after a moment. Somewhat a relief, I release a smile. He laughs, letting me go for a breath, and without a second beat returning to me. I lead him backwards back into the house with my lips. He surprises me again, flipping me around and laying me on the couch. We don't part for a long time, both of us gasping for air but desperate for more. The minutes fly by, the kisses getting stronger, the feelings on fire, absolute fire.

"So.." He breathes heavily, looking down at me with lovestruck eyes, "Wanna go out with me?"

I laugh out loud at his absurdity, of damn course I will, "I dunno. I might need a second opinion." I lean up to kiss him again, earning a perfect laugh.

"And the verdict is?"

"Hell yes."

"How'd you meet?"

His question startles me out of my thoughts, an odd smile plastered to my face I didn't know was there. This one I hadn't been expecting. I didn't normally go into the close up facts, but Herc was my best friend, I had to. "Well... Here, actually. We started hanging out here after we met, just talked and got drunk," I laugh at the memories, earning a smile from Herc. He loves to see me like this, a piece of him always wants to make other people happy, "and I just saw him as a friend...until I realized I loved him."

"Aw, Alex - that's freaking adorable.."

"It's true." I smirk, feeling a blush creep onto my cheeks. The door behind me swings open, the shining devil himself sauntering over. The bar is mostly empty, normal for a time like this. Four in the morning, the late nighters have called it off, only a few stragglers remain.

"I thought I'd find you here," John smiles, walking over to us, "The bed got really cold and I needed to chase my heat source." Herc laughs, patting his back as he sits with us.

"You're cute. I missed that face of yours."

"Mhm, not as much as I missed yours..."

"You two are so immature, I love it. Just wait, you'll get sick of eachother by next month." Herc chuckles, taking another swig of beer.

"Never." John states, not even a lie to his beautiful face. I just stare at him in astonishment, resisting the urge to kiss him out of the blue. He wouldn't mind, but that'd ruin this candid moment. His eyes are focused on Herc, the two of them talking about something or other. I don't listen, focusing on his features, sharply outlined by the neon lights of the bar.

"Alex!" Herc taps my arm, snapping my head back.

"Sup?" I sit back, blinking to adjust to the change of scenery.

"Oh, nothing, just the fact that you're literally awestruck by your boyfriend." He laughs, getting John to look at me.

I fall victim to his eyes yet again, feeling that familiar tingle through my blood. I force myself still, though all I want to do is hold him, just to touch him, anything. John seems to notice my inner struggle, taking my face in his hands. I melt into him, a smug look plastered on my face.

Herc continues his laughing fit in the background, standing up out of his barstool, "Alright, I'm out. See you later, Alex. Bye Johnny!" He pats my head, swinging the door shut behind him. His exit was right, yet so fast. I don't mind though, I see him more times than not anyhow.

"What I have with you," John holds my face carefully, his voice low - only for us to hear, "I don't want with anyone else."

"You're my weakness, Jackie."

"Oh, I know." He smiles, placing a soft kiss to my head before letting me up, "I was tired. I'm not so much anymore. You?"

"No. Sadly."

"But that won't stop us from laying in bed all night, will it?"

"Baby you already know that answer." I smirk, taking his hand.

We walk in most silence back home, the walk a short fifteen minutes. I loved our night walks, our conversations wandering to strange subjects at this time of night. Anything can be discussed from midnight to five in the morning between us. Anything.

He swings the door open for me, placing his hands on my shoulders as I walk through.

"Hey, did I ever tell you I love you?"

"You smartass. I love you more." We play this game too often, neither of us sure who wins in the end. I still think it's me, he still thinks it's him. I undress and climb into bed, the feeling of it making me sleepy. This makes me somewhat upset, I plan to talk to him until my eyes force themselves shut.

"Why are you so goddamn beautiful?" John whispers into my ear as he lays next to me, the feeling of his lips against my skin turning into an intense urge for more. I kiss him quickly, slowing my pace to hold him closer a bit longer.

"Do you remember when I told you I loved you?"

I stifle a hard laugh at the ridiculous question, "How could I forget?"

"Stupid question, but I needed to say something." He tilts his head so it's touching mine, lowering his voice to a whisper.

"When I look at you...I see so many things. I see my world, my boyfriend, my best friend, my everything.. And two months ago I said it, Lex, and I've never meant anything more in my life than that. I love you, Alexander Hamilton. I love you with all of me."

"You're so sweet when you're tired."

"I just wanna make sure you know how much I love you. I don't think you could ever understand. You save me from the mess that is myself everyday, you change my perspective on the world, on love. I can't thank you more for that."

"Oh shut up. I don't even have the energy to argue about how much I love you right now. Just hold me and sleep." I chuckle, feeling him pull me tighter.

"That doesn't change the fact that I love you."

"More." My eyes fall shut in his embrace, my mind focused only on his breathing.

"I love you with my entire being."

"More than."

"Is there anything I can say to get you to believe me?"

"I love you."

"Dammit you're good." He rests his head right behind mine, his arms pulling against me protectively.

I feel nothing other than his touch for the rest of the night.

And I get to wake up everyday to that same damn smile.

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