A/N: OMLLL I HAVE ALEXANDER HAMILTON ON MY BATHROOM TILE, NO JOKE!!! (I'll try and get a pic of it)

-Chapter 6

 Alex began to stir in his sleep, the chilly winter air giving him goosebumps. He finally found a source of heat, snuggling close to it. He was to 'out of it' to know that this source of heat was actually a John Laurens. The priceless one.

 Thankfully, John was still fast asleep, not moving an inch. Alex tried to fall back asleep, but to no avail. So, he stayed in that position, growing warmer from the object. A heated blanket? No, the orphanage surely wouldn't have those. He would know, for he'd been here for quite a few years. What could this heat source be?

 Alex slowly opened his eyes, blinking them a few times. It was getting lighter outside, much to Alex's dislike. He liked it in the dark, or at least a dimly lit place where he could think. Behind the warm object wasn't much different. It was dark, and Alex loved it. Suddenly, the object moved, making Alex tense. A soft strand of hair fell in his face, causing him to quickly realize what the mystery object was, or should we say who. 

 John groaned tiredly like he had the past night as the sun blinded him. He rolled onto his stomach from the side position he slept in, squeezing him and Alex together like sardines. He breathed the est he could through the fabric of the pillow, which wasn't very well. He lifted his head, took a big whiff of the air, and exhaled sharply before plopping his head back onto the pillow. 

 At this, Alex couldn't help but giggle. "Whaaat?" John asked, tilting his head toward the side. Alex shrugged, "You're just funny. I don't know how to explain it," he giggled again. John loved this, even though he would ever admit it. Yet. He rolled his eyes playfully, grinning lopsidedly. 

 Alex blushed lightly, the bubbles in his stomach popping, and running through his veins. They just stared at each other for quite a few moments. 

Knock, knock, knock- The door.

 A bit disappointed, Alex got out of bed and walked over to the door, opening it to reaveal Peggy. "Hey Lex! Oh, sorry, did I wake you up?" Alex shook his head 'you just ruined the moment' he fought the urge to say. "Ok! Well, breakfast is being served!" She said with a smile. She peeked her head in at John, which was staring into the distance. "May I come in?" She asked. Alex nodded, a bit quizzical. She grinned and ran over to John "WaKe UP!" She said, clapping loudly. John jumped and pouted, "Dammit Pegs!" He shouted. 

 Peggy laughed, running out of the room. "See ya at breakfaaasttt!!" She said, running down the hall. 

John was nearly scared to death by Peggy's actions. Yes, he was daydreaming, but was also flustered because he couldn't keep his eyes off of Alex's ass.

  (Alex's ass? Alex's ass. Damn.)

 John was confused by himself. What was he. He needed to know. He'd look around the cafeteria for a pretty girl, and maybe decided what he is. John knew judging people by their appearance wasn't the way to go, but he needed desperately to find out what he was. 

 John quickly got up, and picked out a couple things from his bag, including a nevy blue T-shirt with a white rustic classic car on the front. It was his dad's before he.. We won't discuss that right now.. John also got out a pair of grey cargo shorts. "Since you already have your stuff, you can get ready first.." Alex offered, sitting on the chair. "Alright.." John mumbled slipping his shirt off. He exchanged his old shirt for his new one, and then moved on to his pants and undergarments. 

 "Ok, ready!" He said, moving from the spot. "Okie dokie!" Alex exclaimed, hopping out of the chair and getting some clothes from his bag. 

 John found Alex's little bursts of energy really cute. Adorable even. Well, what wasn't cute about the short boy. His beautiful brown eyes, his soft chocolate brown hair. Everything about him was cute. 

 John was blushing a little by the time Alex was finished getting ready. John kept his hair down, it reaching his shoulders, as Alex pulled his into a thick ponytail. John would make any excuse just to play with that gorgeous hair. Is that weird? Probably, but the weirdest people are the best!

 John stood up. "Ready to go?" He asked, mentally face palming for such a stupid question. "Yup!" Alex answered, popping the 'p' sound. "Cool!" John grinned, opening their shared door. 

 (My whole body is shaking xD I shouldn't have drank coffee rip)

 Alex and John walked out of their room, looking around at all of the kids swarming the narrow hall. John's eyes widened. "Is it always like this?" He asked, turning toward Alex. Alex nodded, his eyes wide for exaggeration. "Damn.." John mumbled. Alex grabbed John's wrist, possibly to keep his from getting lost in the swarm of hungry kids.

 A small girl looked up at John as she walked by, a scared look on her face. "Ecwuse me Mr. Can you hold my hand? I'm scawed." She said in a babyish voice. She looked to be only 4, maybe 5. John's heart melted at the sight of the little girl. "Aww! Of course!" John felt like crying, seeing the adorable scared toddler. He held her hand softly, Alex chuckling at John's reaction. 

 "Thank you! I wuv you!" She chirped, making John fall apart. He had that look on his face when you see something completely adorable that makes you cry it's so cute. 

 The little girl was smiling, gripping onto John's hand. Alex admired this about John. They way he held the small girl's hand. "Can you hold me?" She asked. "Yep!" John smiled and picked her up, placing her on his hip like a mom. "Yay!" She cheered, hugging John's neck. Now it was Alex's turn to melt. (I stg I'm crying right now! It's so damn cute T^T)