A/N: ^^turning out by ajr^^

loosely based on that song/my own doubts (bit of a vent at the end)

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I've told Charles, "You've turned out fine," but he always replies with the same thing;

"I think I'm still turning out..."

It always leaves me confused, but I shrug it off, because Charles is one to speak his mind. If something is bothering him, he always tells me. But, recently, I've noticed something... off about him. It's like, I don't know, he doesn't love me? But he's so affectionate and caring still...

I don't know, but I've watched him write in his journal, and I was able to read a few words one day. 

Am I ready for love? Or maybe just a best friend? Should there be a difference?

I was confused. Does Charles not love me? But no matter the evidence, I can't bring myself to believe he doesn't love me. It may sound selfish, but I can't take another heartbreak... 

My doubts get shaken away, however, as I feel a pair of arms wrap around my shoulders. I immediately knew it was Charles, grinning and spinning around in my chair. He sat on my lap and rested his head on my chest as I stroked his hair. 

I get a flashback to Gee, my adoptive father, and my movements stop for a moment. The way he died, the blood trickling down his, my adoptive brother's, my other father's, and my face, the sounds and lights of the ambulance. I was only six at the time, my brother was eight. 

Charles raises his head and kisses my cheek softly. "Are you okay?" he asks, I nod. "Just... Gee..." I feel tears burn in my eyes, but I blink them away. Charles plants a soft, sweet and slow kiss to my lips, which I return. After he pulls away, he whispers, "I love you." I smile a bit, and whisper it back.

We share another kiss, and I can tell Charles does love me, but I kinda still can't shake off the stuff I saw him write. I need to know what it meant. So, I ask him. And when I do, he looks at me, his lips twitching. Then he grinned. 

"What?"

"Sammy, no. I was writing a song, for Maria. She wanted to see how good I am at songwriting." I nodded at his explanation but then confusion over takes me again. "Wait, where'd the idea come from?" 

"Well, uh, I dated my best friend once, Aaron Burr, but it didn't feel like love, I was in more need of a best friend. And we're still friends, and I've talked to him recently, so I thought of that."

Again, I nodded, and grinned widely. I flung my arms around him and hugged him tightly. 

"I love you, so much!"

"I love you too, so much, Sammy."

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A/N: I kinda wanna make this a story but 1. I already have too many and 2. I don't have of a much more of a plot or details to put in chapters and stuff

but I can see g wash and king george being fathers yknow like gwash seeing alex and being like yo I want him and king like k lol and then they see seabury and king is like this kid is lit

so like alex and sam would be bros but also would fight a lot. and no, I don't see king dying like that in everything, but I can see them calling him gee and washington just dad or george

anyways

this was kinda based on my doubts in my relationship, but it's not like 'I don't love you' it's of 'you don't love me' I just feel like this relationship started because they couldn't reject me because yknow rejection is hard especially from a crush...

but also turning out is such a great song

but yeah

~T