A couple of weeks had gone by, and the temperatures only seem to drop lower every day. Hamilton had preferred to stay near fires, or under covers; Laurens was more capable of tolerating it. Lafayette had a toleration of it to a certain extant, but typically, that would change if the temperatures dropped below freezing. 

"Laurens..." Hamilton whined, looking from underneath the blankets, his eyes scanning the small room for his blonde comrade.

Laurens finally walked in, a soft laugh falling from his lips. "Alexander, I was just outside the door-... I wasn't too far away."

"No, but you left me to freeze." Alexander pouted, his indigo-blue eyes peering into Laurens' blue ones. 

"Left you to-? Alex, I hadn't left you to freeze, I walked out of the room for a few minutes."

"Yes- and in that few minutes- I am freezing." The redhead now rose, the blankets still wrapping him tightly. It was the late hours of the night, soon to reach midnight, and the two had yet to sleep. 

Laurens rolled his eyes as he soon walked over, joining Alexander in the small bed, holding him close. Immediately, Alexander pressed closer, practically curling into Laurens. 

"Your feet are freezing." The blonde commented.

"They always are, for god knows why." 

Laurens snickered softly, shaking his head. He pressed a kiss to Alexander's forehead, and soon settled against the pillow. His fingers traced softly through Alex's hair, and he smiled warmly. Alex's hair always thickened in the winter, and he knew Alexander much preferred his hair thick and full.

"Your hair is nice, darling..." Laurens whispered. 

"Do you think so?" Alex questioned, his fingers now raking through his own hair. The compliment made him smile, and he absolutely appreciated it. 

"It always is..."

"There's times I wish it was better..." 

"Come now... You're beautiful..." Laurens whispered, pressing a soft kiss on the man's cheeks. "My dearest boy, you are amazing..." 

Alexander smiled, and pressed his face into the male's chest, hiding his red cheeks. "As are you, my dearest friend."

Laurens chuckled softly, and he soon rested his chin on Alexander's head, arms lazily wrapped around him. He sighed, drifting off slightly. Though, knocking soon drove him up. He groaned, and watched as Alexander shot up. 

"It's practically midnight-"

"Mm... It's probably just one of the soldiers looking for an extra blanket..." Laurens explained, stumbling up, ducking his head down enough to not hit into the ceiling beam. He walked over, pulling the door open. "Yes?"

He was met with the green eyes of a familiar Frenchman. Red faced, and shivering. "It's a tad bit more cold than I am fond of, Monsieur Laurens..." 

"Get in here." The blonde laughed, pulling the other male inside. "Is your cabin too cold for you?"

"Oui... And I doubt that the man I share it with would be too fond of me taking one of his blankets as he slept." 

Laurens laughed, "I'd say probably not." 

"Ah... Petit Lion (Little Lion)! Salut (Hi)!

"Monsieur Lafayette! You're freezing-! Get over here!" Hamilton laughed, opening the blankets he was wrapped in enough to grant the Frenchman entrance. Laf was quick to kick off his boots and he hurried over, practically tackling Hamilton back onto the cot, both men laughing as they were wrapped in hugs and the blankets. 

"Much warmer!" Laf giggled, burying his face into Hamilton's neck. 

Laurens laughed, soon joining the two, sitting on the edge of the cot. "You two look all warm and cuddly. I wouldn't mind joining." He grinned. Though, he soon yelped as his two lovers pulled him into the blankets to join them. 

"Well, then- just join!" Alex chuckled, pressing a kiss to the blonde's lips. Lafayette giggled, kissing the blonde's cheek. 

"Oui, rejoignez-nous, très cher (Yes, join us, dearest)!" Lafayette cheered, wrapping his arms around Laurens's chest, resting his head on the man's shoulder. He rested his eyes, simply smiling in content. "C'est beaucoup plus agréable qu'à l'extérieur (It's much nicer than outside)."

Hamilton and Laurens both giggled at the Frenchman, and Alex ruffled his hair. "Je dirais la même chose (I would say the same)." 

Laurens grinned. "I don't have the energy to speak French right now..." He chuckled. "Or-, I do-... I just might mix it with Latin..."

"I forget just how many languages you speak." Laf spoke, now looking up to Laurens. "It's interesting to listen to you speak..."

"Well, the languages I'm fluent in would be English and French. I am fairly familiar with Latin, Greek, Italian, and Spanish." 

Alexander grinned. "I'm more familiar with French, English- I'm fluent in those- but I also dabble with Danish and Hebrew." 

"I know French most fluently, and English I am almost fluent in! I know a small bit of Latin as well!" Laf cheered, looking towards Alexander. "Though, I do enjoy that fact we all know French!"

Laurens smiled, pulling the men closer, enjoying their presence. It's not too often that it's just them together. They were lovers, that too was true. Though, the speculations lie with Hamilton and Laurens. Not often is Lafayette believed to be apart of what they had, when in reality, he was in the middle of it. 

Lafayette giggled, mumbling something in French, making Hamilton giggle too. Laurens perked a brow. "What are you two talking about?" He questioned. 

"Il a dit que tu étais séduisante (He said you were attractive)!" Hamilton laughed, continuing to speak in the French. 

Laurens smiled, shaking his head. "And he's adorable, do you want to pass on the message?" He questioned, noticing how Laf flushed, and soon turned to look away. 

"You flatter me, Monsieur Laurens." The Frenchman whispered, a soft giggle falling from his lips. "Thank you, the compliment is something much appreciated..." 

"Compliment? I speak the truth. Something about that pointed nose of yours is so adorable..." The blonde grinned, poking the man's nose. Hamilton chuckled, arms wrapped softly around Laurens's waist, his head propped on the male's shoulder; he was practically side-hugging the man. Lafayette smiled widely, covering his mouth with his hand. 

"Pardon me, Monsieur... You flatter me, really." He giggled. 

"Come now, take your hand away and let me see that beautiful smile you have." Laurens spoke softly, pulling Laf's hand away from his mouth, and soon shifting it to his own, pressing a soft kiss to his knuckles. 

"A gentleman is what you are." Hamilton chimed in, burying his face into the crook of the blonde's neck. "A reckless, sometimes stubborn, gentleman." 

"Sometimes you have to be." Laurens stated, wrapping one arm protectively around Alexander's waist, the other wrapping around Laf, pulling him closer. The cot itself could barely hold all three of them, but neither of them had cared. Though, Laurens knew that it would be hard to share such a small cot. 

So, he gently moved away from the men, moving over to a spare cot, pulling it closer to the others. "You two can stay on that one, and I'll lay on my own."

Both of the redheaded males pouted, looking at the blonde. 

In the dim light of the lantern that still burned in the corner of the room, Laurens's eyes traced over their illuminated faces. Hamilton's beautiful, round face; chiseled jawline, rose-pink cheeks littered in beautiful, light-brown freckles; and those beautiful, indigo-blue eyes. Lafayette's gorgeous, square face; his soft jawline, deep red cheeks that stood out against his pale skin, that was now sun-kissed by working through the summer, those meadow-green eyes that shined so beautifully when he stepped into the sun. He smiled softly, propping his chin onto one of his hands, examining them further.

Hamilton cuddled close to Laf, giggling softly, pressing a soft kiss to the male's jaw. "Laurens a raison, tu sais (Laurens is right, you know)? Tu es très belle (You are very beautiful)."

"Je vous crois tous les deux, oui (I believe both of you, yes). Mais je dirai que je pense la même chose pour vous deux (But I will say that I think the same for you two). Hommes magnifiques (Gorgeous men)!"

Laurens smiled. "I'm flattered, Marquis," he began, "Mais quelque chose me dit que tu es plus que belle (But something tells me that you are more than beautiful)."

Both Hamilton and Laf were caught off by Laurens's sudden change in language. The way his voice seemed to grow lower, the French accent much heavy on his tongue. Hamilton smiled widely, leaning over and pressing a kiss to Laurens's lips. 

Laf only vibrated in excitement. "I forgot how well your French-speaking accent was!" 

"You heard it not too long ago though- I often greet you in French." Laurens laughed, ruffling a hand through Hamilton's hair. "My dear boy, you should lean back onto your cot before you fall into the divide of the two." 

Alexander nodded, leaning back a bit, a soft smile on his lips. 

"You may greet me in French... But not often do you speak a full sentence!! It's charming! Your voice fits the accent very well!" Laf gushed. Laurens grinned and signaled Laf over real quick, and Hamilton's eyes immediately flashed with interest. Laf obliged the order and moved closer to Laurens, soon joining him on the other cot.

The Carolinian soon pulled Laf into his lap, pressing a soft kiss to the man's lips, holding him close. Lafayette melted into the kiss, his body soon relaxing. 

Hamilton laughed. "He's pulled you into a trap, Marquis."

Laf pulled back, tilting his head. "How so...?"

"That's how he always gets me to relax so I'll go to sleep." 

"Well, it's one hell of away to get to sleep." Lafayette giggled, pressing another kiss to the blonde's lips. Laurens chuckled against the Frenchman's soft lips, pulling away. 

"Now, lay down, you cuddly bear, and my little lion... We need to sleep..."

Lafayette chuckled, moving back over to Hamilton's cot, laying down. Alex soon settled beside the man, sinking into his warmth, burying his face into the Frenchman's chest. 

Laurens smiled, looking at his lovers, adoring the both of them. It's almost hard to comprehend how much he loved them. He soon settled into his cot, pulling a blanket to his shoulders, his knees pulled up near his waist so they'd stay under the blankets. He settled against the bed, and smiled, letting his eyes rest.

Lafayette held Hamilton close, under the two layers of blankets, pressing a kiss to the man's forehead. He soon allowed his eyes to rest, slipping into sleep. Alexander also soon fell into a sleep, the warmth granting an overwhelming sense of relaxation.

...

By the time the next morning arrived, Laurens had been the first to rise. He lifted himself from the cot, throwing his legs over the side. He rubbed his eyes, a yawn escaping his mouth. He looked to his lovers, and grinned. 

Hamilton laid on top of Laf's chest, his face half-way buried into the man's shirt. Lafayette was obviously holding the man close under the cover, even in his sleep the grip was protective. His head was leaned to the side, and drool fell from his lips. 

Laurens smiled gently as he got ready for the day, tying his hair back with the tie and ribbon. He slipped on his overcoat, and soon looked over to the other men, neither of them yet beginning to stir. 

It was a nice sight, seeing the men he loved most cuddled so close. He couldn't believe how in love he was with the two. Though, a knock soon drew his attention. He walked over hurriedly, so the noise wouldn't wake up the others. Pulling the door open, he hummed. "General Washington... What do you need, your excellency?" Laurens questioned. 

"Good morning, Laurens. I come to ask if Marquis had joined you throughout the night... He isn't in his cabin, and I need him for a few minutes."

"He is in here, but he is still asleep... Would you like me to wake him?"

"I can do so myself." Washington smiled, soon walking into the cabin. He glanced over, his eyes landing on the two men cuddled together. A soft laugh fell from his lips and he shook his head. "Never mind, then. I'll get Sheldon or Scott to do it." 

Laurens smiled, nodding to the man. "A'ight, sir... Have a good morning." 

"You two, Mr. Laurens. Oh! And Greene brought in some fresh venison for preparation. If I were you, I'd get it while I could." Washington smiled, soon leaving the cabin, arms tucked firmly behind his back. 

"Will do sir... Will do..." Laurens grinned, soon looking back at his two lovers, making his way back over to the cots. 

What a sight to behold.