Thxxxxx for the request:
SpecialtyK9

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I kind of forgot this was a request
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But anyways enjoy

(Hamilton PERSPECTIVE)

I have been working for hours like usual. But then I get a small cough no big deal. A few hours later I sneeze, I start to get a little anxious thinking of my mother and me sick. Both of us laying down in bed only one of us survived, it should have been her. Could I get sick again? No I'm fine

I brush that thought off and continue working. Then a sniffle, again Im wistful. I continue my work wondering what would happen if
I was sick, whatever.
So I work as another cough Begins to lurk.

And I focus just focus... It's been two hours since I first felt sick but I'm fine. I need my plan for the central bank to sound persuasive, I focus again ignoring the coughs and sneezes. Because if I were sick I would not be working and look at me I'm working.

(Washington perspective)

I'm on my way to my office as I hear Hamilton coughing up a storm. Of course Alexander is still working , it's the Alexander in him.well that sounds like a nasty cough, I better go check on him. I knock on his office door and I hear footsteps twords the door.

Hamilton comes to open the door in a rush. He takes a large breath, as if they were to dive deep down into the ocean. He looks up and stands more professionally when he realizes that I'm who was knocking on his door.

He then opens his door more so I can enter "hello sir, w-what do you need" Hamilton opened his mouth and shut it right after, like he was going to sneeze. Then he is acting normal again like he put up some sort of mask.

I then proceeded to say what I came here "just wanted to see how you were doing, or how work is going" he then gives me a confused look "I'm quite alright sir if I d-" Hamilton cuts himself off by coughing. "You were saying"?

He looks up at me with a bit of anger and annoyance, "as I was saying I'm just fine-fi-fuchoo"
(what did you think it was going to say :/ )

I decided to question him more "was that a sneeze, Hamilton" then Hamilton walks too his desk and leans on it as if he were maintaining balance, "is there something you should be telling me son" I hear him snap back with reply "nacho son" I give him a look "and nothing you need to know"

there it is Alexander is avoiding the truth by answering different questions and giving different answers. "I think you should take a break before you get sick" Hamilton scuffs "I'm not sick. it's a little cold, it will pass" I look directly at him and say "it won't pass unless you rest"

I see Hamilton roll his eyes.

(Hamilton perspective)

I roll my eyes he can't be serious. "Sir I've had worse than this working days on end " I notice that may have not been the right thing to say when I hear
"You've  what"

I look down at my papers and sit down again. "You heard me-" I begin to cough uncontrollably what a fantastic timing.

Washington is by my side faster than you can say watermelon, after he heard me cough.

I look at him, make myself breathe normally then I simply say "I'm fine"

I hear Washington scoff "and Charles Lee is the president, come on boy let's get you to sleep" I refuse and begin to focus in on what I was working on but my hands begin to shake.

I set my quill down and re-read over what I have written so far because my hands won't stop flipping shaking.

"Hamilton, son your work will still be here when you come back to it" I don't want to leave my work I don't want him to think I'm weak.

"Sir please" a cold feeling racks my body, in a huge shiver emerges. Then I let out sneeze.

"I am not some child in need of your sympathetic pity"
I hate how he thinks he knows what's best for me. He looks at me so sincerely I may have believed him. "Son it's not pity or sympathy, I just care for you and don't want you to die because you are to stubborn to rest"

I hear him chuckle as he says the last part and my face flushes red, because when is that not embarrassing?

"But I don't need r-" "achoo"! I don't know how much longer I can act okay before I puke.

"Alexander please if you don't cooperate I will make you do so" I get up after he says that barely able to maintain my balance.

I feel something make its way up my throw it I can't stop now. I try to swallow it but more comes up, so I do the only thing I have left to do I run out the door make it to the bathroom and puke in the toilet.

(Sorry I just described something so gross and disgusting)

Washington runs after me just as fast as I ran out. I feel him hold my hair back as I begin to puke endlessly with no control.

After that I blacked out. Not knowing what happen next.

(Washington perspective)

after Alexander passes out, I know this isn't something he can just walk off. I put him on a couch in my office, and began to get get things put away for the night.

That I pick him up bridal style and carry him to my car wagon (I don't know what that's called LOL) then I set him in the car and I hear him mumble " I'm sorry that I'm sick dad, don't want to be a problem" and before I can say anything Alex is fast asleep.

I look down at Hamilton, it's so good to see him resting,and I feel a fatherly love. And then we arrive.

I take Alex out of the wagon and carry him to a spare guest room in our house.

I'm able to get some sleep considering Alex would probably sleep for hours by the feels of his temperature.

I put a cool wet rag on his head, and sleep on a chair in the spare room so I know if Hamilton needs me.

(Time skip)

I wake up early the next morning to Alexander shifting in bed and letting out small whimpers. I get up to replace the once cold now warm rag on Hamilton's head with a cooler one.

Once I place the cooler one I'm Alexander's Head he jumps up."Wuhtdahiedau"

(Does anyone else know what that would sound like read aloud 😂)

Hamilton looks at me and says
"sir what am I doing here" He looks a little frightened. So I tell him "Alexander you are sick, so you are at my house so you don't continue working" Alex sat up but immediately held his head.

(Hamilton perspective)

I hold my head after I attempt to get up then and look to see Washington looking at me in concern.
"Sir I'm fine just a small migraine" he looked at me in with a face that portrays "I am not stupid young man, you are sick"

I scuffed and say "whatever I'm fine, you're not the 'sick one' are you" a quote with my fingers when I say 'sick one'.

"I don't like your attitude son" if I could have ran away then I would have, that statement was what my father would say when I was being a burden, or before a beating.

(Washington perspective)

At this point he tenses up and says "sorry sir I just want to prove that I am not trying to be a weight on your shoul-" he cut himself off and looks down and moments later he started up another coughing fit.

I rubbed his back trying to soothe him, but he flinched aggressively at the first when I touched his back. After two minutes his coughing dies down "Alexander are you alright?"

Hamilton looks at me and frantically says "yes sir sorry sir" I start to feel worse for Alex "son it's okay, you have no reason to apologise"

(Time skip to late at night)

I hear Alexander whine as he pushes himself out of bed, I try to follow to were he was running he was trying to make his way to the restroom.

Then I hear him puke again, then he says "sir please don't come over here, I'll clean it up I swe-" I hear him vomit once again.

I rub his back and hold his hair after awhile he stops . I give him my handkerchief and he wipes his face off. Then he starts to sob. 

I hold him tight in a hug then Hamilton cry's

"I don't want to die sir, my mother and I, we-we-we were both s-sick sir, sh-sha die, I'm going to die I'm sorry"

"Shh shhh shh it's alright son, you won't die, everything will be alright, it's just the flu or a fever." I hear Alexander start to cough once he stops coughing he leans on me.

I lifted up Hamilton, though he was surprised at the moment, and I placed him in bed. "Sir please don't leave me"
I feel a guilt when he says that "I'll be back soon soon I promise with all my heart" I hear him whine a "okay"
Then I go to clean up the vomit

(Time skip back with Alex)

I see Alex with tears in his eyes "you came back" I smile and rub his hair "just as I promised" he than says "will you sit by me" I nood at him and sit next to him on his bed.

Then he leans on me
And it feels as if he fell asleep, his coughs and sniffles become quieter through the night.

I fall asleep with Alexander cuddled against me. I wake up with Alex still sleeping against me, taking the moment in, because the Lord knows how he will react when he wakes up.

Then I feel Hamilton wake up "Good morning son, how are you feeling"?
He looks at me nonchalantly and says "Going morning I'm doing fine if I do say so mysel-" then his face gets pale and he than notices.

Alexander jumps away and says "sir I'm so sorry I didn't notice," I look at Alex with amusement "it's quite alright son" his face goes red, I laugh at how easily he gets flustered.

"What is so amusing to you"?

"Nothing Alexander" I look at Alex and ask "so you are feeling better"?
Then he smiles at me and replies "yes sir, thank you for taking care of me, and I'm sorry for my inconvenience"

This boy needs to stop apologizing, Alexander is to good for that. "There was no inconvenience son, all is good"
Then Hamilton says "Thank you for always taking care of me and being there for me" I smile

"it's not a big deal son I care about you, and only want what's best for you" then Alex  runs up to me and hugs me.
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Only 4 more days of school
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I'm going to try to update more now and it should be easier considering It will be summer
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also some requests will get them filled before others because they may be easier or quicker to write for me
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Love Y'all so much thanks for reading
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I hope you all enjoyed
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Remember your health comes first
do what you need to do
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Till next time