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Alexander would consider himself level headed.
He talks extremely too much sometimes and overworks. Sure.
It was the only way he could ensure he was being heard. He actively used critical thinking skills. Reflecting on his actions so his plans would actually fall through. Alex knew bullshit aside, he was very level headed.
Suddenly the universe inserts Thomas Jefferson. Arrogant and belligerent. Of course Washington thought to bring the most self centered bastard into office. When it comes to Jefferson any ounce of “level headed-ness” exits Alex immediately.
This is why he finds himself on the way to the man’s office again.
“Fucking asshole,” Alexander mutters to himself before walking through the door without even knocking. It’s not like this is something new.
“Hamilton.” Thomas continues to type away on his laptop. Not even bothering to look up. “For what do I owe the pleasure, short stuff?”
The nickname just pisses him off more. “You know if you keep refusing to sign my bill, that budget of yours won’t get approved.”
“Not without constitutional reasoning.”
“Jefferson will you just fucking sign it? This would help everyone.”
“ Huh that’s weird. I think it’ll only be helping you in the long run.” Thomas starts to sort through papers around him. Doing whatever he can to ignore him. It enrages Alex.
“For fucks sake! Would you stop fiddling and listen.” Alexander walks closer to his desk tempted to knock those fucking papers out of Thomas’s hands.
“Oh I’m sorry Hamilton, am I not giving you enough attention?” The teasing tone proves he’s just doing this to get a rise out of Alexander.
He curses himself for being dumb enough to fall for it.
“If you and Madison get behind this I can support your next budget proposition or bill,” Alex lowers his voice a bit. “As long as it’s reasonable.”
Thomas finally looks up at the shorter man. “Wow that sounds an awful like begging to me, Hamilton,” leaning back in his seat with a smirk.
This immediately makes Alexander scowl and slam his fist down on the desk. “Fuck you!”
“Good luck with that bill, Hamilton.” He laughs. The bastard fucking laughs.
“You’re an asshole.”
“At least I’m not an insufferable little shit.”
“Says the man who thinks he’s above any and everyone.”
“Not any and everyone, just you.”
“Ha you’re so funny,” Alex lets out a sarcastic laugh. “It must be hard being so incompetent”
“Incompetent? Hamilton look in the mirror.”
“You’re so fucking condesce-”
A loud knock cuts him off.
“What!?” They both yell towards the door in unison.
The door opens and a very irritated James Madison walks in. “I’m sorry to interrupt what I’m sure is a very important conversation. The whole hall seems to be enjoying it by the way, but in case you forgot we have a meeting. Thomas, let’s go.”
Thomas makes sure to cast another heated look at Alex before he begins to follow James out the door. “Be out of my office by the time I get back. I don’t have the patience for you today”
“I don’t wanna be in your stupid fucking office anyway!” It really was a stupid office in Hamilton’s opinion. What asshole needs that big of a desk?
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“You know you should really get a handle on this little crush of yours.” James finally speaks as he steps in the elevator.
“For Gods sake I’m a 27 year old man. I don’t have a crush.”
“Of course not. You just let him get away with things no one else would and purposely start arguments with him because you hate him. I forgot.” Madison’s tone was dripping with sarcasm.
“Alexander is an intolerable man who has a coherent thought every 3 days. I have better taste”
“You know denial isn’t helping your case at all,” They both watch as the elevator doors open. “Just own up and do something. Ask him out, fuck him, or do both, for God’s sake just stop fighting it.”
They walked to the meeting in silence.
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Alex was usually busy on Fridays. Even if it was just leftover work or stupid plans with Laurens and Laf. He let out a huff realizing he somehow found himself with nothing to do tonight. Hamilton stretched across his couch and weighed his options. Bar? No it was never really fun without the show of John getting drunk out of his mind. Restaurant? All by himself? No he’d rather just order in at that point. Jefferson? Now that’s the most interesting thought that’s come up so far. No idea why his brain wants him to be an option tonight. Stupid conscious. No it wasn’t his conscience it was Jefferson, he’s the stupid one. Somehow that’s all it took. Not very much convincing before he was pulling out his phone to text Jefferson that very thought.
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Alex: You’re stupid
Jeffershit: Wow thanks
Jeffershit: Whatever did I do to get such a beautiful compliment!?
Alex: Oh you know just the usual
Jeffershit: Enlighten me what’s the usual?
Alex: Idk your the one doing it you tell me
Jeffershit: I mean your the one so bothered by it you decided to text me at nearly 12am
Jeffershit: Sounds like someone didn’t have anything better to do with their night
Jeffershit: Nice to know I was on your mind ;)
Alex: Oh fuck you
Alex: You’re texting me back so what does that say about your night?
Jeffershit: My night was going well until some undersized guy started talking to me
Alex: Haha
Alex: You’re hilarious I bet everyone loves you
Jeffershit: Thanks Alexander :)
Jeffershit: All these compliments
Jeffershit: If I didn’t know any better I’d say you were trying to court me
Alex: Fuck off
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Alexander was tempted to continue the bantering. He somehow felt like he was losing right now. Which is pretty embarrassing considering he was the one who started it. His face heated up, reading over the last few text Jefferson sent. Alex could barely digest it before he heard the door to his apartment open. He threw his phone down beside him as if someone was catching him in the act. Alex looked up and realized it was just John and Lafayette falling through the door of the apartment laughing. He rolled his eyes playfully as he watched them. They were truthfully a perfect couple and that’s hard to come by.
“What are you doing here?” Alex said as he continued to shelter his phone. Which was so stupid.
“I live here too, Lex. Did you forget?” John spoke in a joking tone, throwing his jacket on their coat rack by the front door.
“Hardy-har. I thought you guys were staying at Laf’s place tonight?”
“We were but Herc wanted to have a quiet date night.” Laurens made fake quotation marks with his hands as talked.
“Well yeah he was right to throw you guys out, you are pretty loud.” Alex let his laugh slip out as he got shoved over lightly by Laf.
“Fuck you very much” John spoke through a chuckle before pulling his boyfriend down on the couch with him.
“So what has notre ami been up to tonight?” Laf spoke to Alexander in a soft tone with a sweet smile. He’s naturally so nurturing and Alex knows it’s one of the things that John loves most about him.
“Nothing really, just hanging,” Alex felt exposed for some reason like someone was gonna find out his secret. What secret? Alex himself doesn’t even know.
“Just hanging? Is that why you’re blushing and clutching your phone so tight?” The universe cursed Hamilton with a best friend who could read him like an open book.
“Oh don’t be dramatic, I’m not blushing,” Alex spoke through a scoff.
“So we have two options here either you were watching porn which I know you wouldn’t have shame of telling me. Or you were talking to someone who made you turn all red-“
“I’m not red! Shu-”
“Oh mon! This is excitant,” Laf cut him off due to what seemed to be extreme excitement, judging from the way he clutched onto John’s arm. “Mon amour, our Alex is talking to someone!”
“No no I-”
“Lex, there’s no need to lie. I know it’s someone whether you want to admit it or not.” Hamilton threw his head back on the arm of the couch, letting out a loud sigh of defeat. He knew there was no getting out of this so he’ll give them a lie that’s plausible.
“Okay there’s someone-“ Alex cut his eye at Laf who let out another small squeak of excitement. “But that doesn’t mean I’m telling you who it is, not until I know it’s something serious.”
He watched Lafayette let out a small sigh of disappointment that made Alex laugh on the inside. Laf was such an innocent gossiper, Alex knew he wanted nothing more than to figure out who “the guy” was. Eventually they both dropped it and nodded in understanding. He appreciated them for respecting his boundaries, letting him keep this to himself for now. It’s not like he was hiding anything anyway. There was no guy. Just a stupid Thomas Jefferson who made him blush over a fucking text. No special guy. Even if his subconscious really wanted there to be a special guy. Not saying who though. That’d just make it too real.
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Jeffershit: Funny you tell me to fuck off when your the one who started this conversation
Jeffeeshit: It’s okay if you just wanted my attention Hamilton
Jeffershit: That’s so like you to disappear when you start losing
Jeffershit: Whatever I don’t care
Jeffershit: Hello? You seriously put in the effort to bother me and then just disappear?
Jeffershit: You’re so annoying
Jeffershit: Bring me a coffee on Monday
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Later that night Alex was passed out on the couch. He ended up falling asleep during the stupid romantic comedy that Laf picked out. John could never say no to him.
“So we both agree that it’s Jefferson that has Alex panties in a twist right?” John spoke in a low tone. Finally being able to discuss this topic again since Alexander was asleep and unaware.
“Oh absolutely but be patient, mon amour. He’ll tell us when he’s ready.”
“We’re lucky if that’s in the next decade. I don’t understand why he’s so infatuated with such an asshole anyway.” John never got along with Jefferson and he thought it was the same for Alex. He saw his best friend clear as glass and immediately noticed when the hate turned into want.
“Calme, Jack. I think Thomas and him will be good together”
“Yeah as soon as they pull their heads out of their asses,” John barked out a soft laugh before pulling his boyfriend back down to lay on his chest.
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Alexander’s first mistake was working with his office door open. He only left it open because he wanted to seem a bit more inviting. Alex knows how off putting he can be in meetings. The loudest one in the room. The one who could go on for hours, especially if it’s something he’s passionate about. He’s seen people become hesitant to knock on his door. Alex thought this might make it a bit easier for them. He found himself getting lost in his thoughts as he continued to write down notes for his next hearing. Maybe that’s why he didn’t sense a very tall presence in his doorway.
“It’s Monday and I don’t see my coffee.” Alex immediately recognized the voice. He let out an audible sigh before lifting his head up to see Jefferson leaning on his door frame with his arms crossed. It pissed Alexander off instantly because no one should look that good being so goddamn annoying.
“I know this may be hard to hear considering how you were raised, but not everyone is here to cater to Mr. Jefferson.” Alex begins to write again. If he continues to look at Thomas’s stupid face he’s gonna get distracted.
“And here I thought the coffee was going to be my reward.” Jefferson steps into his office fully at this point, walking over to a seat in front of his desk.
“You don’t deserve a reward asshat,” Alex says but his words have no real bite to it. It’s probably because he’s getting lost in his thoughts again as he writes. This is normal for him, when his mind wouldn’t slow down he could allow himself to indulge in his work. He pauses a few moments later when he notices the silence. Jefferson is still sitting right across from him. Why is he still here? Why is he so noticeably quiet? Alexander’s eyes finally find Jefferson’s only to see he’s just staring at Alex with a dazed expression. This confused him more but he wasn’t gonna let this man throw him off his game again.
“Riddle me this, why are you worried about a coffee at nearly 1pm?” Alex’s words seem to knock Jefferson out of whatever ridiculous trance he was in.
“I,” Jefferson cleared his throat before speaking again. “I was about to go for lunch so I just thought I’d keep you to your word-”
“I never said that I would get you-”
“You never said that you wouldn’t-”
“That doesn’t mean you just assume I’ll get you coffee, you entit-”
“Well if I’m entitled than you’re-”
“I don’t care! This is stupid you don’t come into someone’s office just to make demands.”
“I didn’t come here to do that.”
“Then why’d you come in he-”
“Do you want to have lunch with me?” Jefferson cut in quickly to say. He seemed surprised that it even came out of his mouth.
Alex found himself speechless for the first time since he started working with him. He looked at Jefferson’s face for any sign of “hey this is joke I just wanted to fuck with you,” but he couldn’t find it. That doesn’t stop Alex from getting defensive.
“What do you think that’s funny?” Hamilton moved to the other side of his desk, coming closer to where Thomas was sitting.
“No I was-“ Jefferson’s voice was soft now he never used that tone with him before. It was nice. He wanted to hear it all the time. Maybe that’s why he didn’t know how to handle this besides continuing his usual banter. Classic Hamilton. Self sabotage any and everything that resembles intimacy or affection.
“You were what? Trying to ask me out as a joke?”
“No Alex, I woul-”
“Don’t call me that!”
Alexander was so lost trying to wrap his head around this that he didn’t even realize Thomas was now standing in front of him. Second mistake.
“You can just go waltz back into your stupid fucking office and sto-” Alex tried to blurt out but was quickly cut off by Jefferson slamming their lips together.
He let out a whimper almost instantly at the contact. The taller man grabbed Alex’s waist tightly, pulling him closer. Alexander should really back away and push Thomas off of him but that option didn’t seem obtainable right now. He felt Jefferson’s tongue against his lips and he didn’t hesitate to give him entry. Alex made no attempt to fight for control, based on the way his body melted into Thomas’s arms. Jefferson explored every inch of Alex’s mouth with his tongue. He heard Jefferson let out a desperate groan before lifting Alex up way too easily, sitting him on top of his desk.
Thomas slipped in between his legs before breaking the kiss to look down at him for a moment. Alex didn’t like the way Thomas was staring at him. He loved it . It made him feel exposed. It made him feel special. Alexander couldn’t take it anymore. He roughly grabbed Jefferson’s tie, pulling him back down for another deep kiss. Moaning into Thomas’s mouth as he felt him slip his hands under his shirt. How did he get his shirt untucked so fast without him noticing it? Who cares, he could get him completely undressed right here on his desk and he wouldn’t complain. The whole office could hear them and- wait
“Wait wait- Thomas the door!” Alex said against his lips trying to break the kiss. Jefferson wasn’t budging though just continuing to press soft pecks against the smaller man’s lips. Acting as if it would pain him to break away from the kiss. Alex hated that. Alex loved that . “T-Thomas, you're not listeni-”
“You talk too much.” Jefferson stated in a very low tone that shouldn’t make Alex stomach do flips, but it does. Thomas began to leave a trail of open mouth kisses down his neck, taking his time to ensure there would be marks left behind. The action caused Alex to let out a moan he’ll probably be embarrassed about later, tilting his head back. “Look at you. Such a mess for me already. So many things I want to do to you darlin’.” Thomas sounds lust drunk already as he whispers filthy things into Alex’s ear. Turning him on even more.
“F-fuck please,” Alex whimpered out as Thomas’s hand found the front of his pants.
“Aren’t you polite now? Is this all it took to get you to quiet down?” Jefferson unbuttoned the front of his pants swiftly but didn’t touch him yet. Jefferson rubbed Alex’s inner thighs teasingly as he spoke, “c’mon doll I wanna hear you say please again.”
“Fuck off.” Alexander said through heavy breaths because never in his life has he easily gave in. His will was definitely getting tested as he felt Jefferson start to suck another sloppy hickey on the side of his neck. Alex tangled his fingers in Thomas’s hair to ground himself. Shit. It’s been awhile and Thomas is pushing every button Alex needs to be pushed right now.
Jefferson grips him through his boxers gently, “wanna try that again?” Alex involuntarily bucks into his hand with a groan. Slouching forward, his head falling onto Jefferson’s shoulder.
“Ah please just- fuck please.” He spoke in a rush even though he still wanted Jefferson’s hands everywhere, slowly exploring him.
“Good boy.” The southern voice dripped into his ear sending shivers down Alexander’s spine. He finally pulled Hamilton’s boxers down enough to get a hand around him. Thomas slowly stroked a hand down his length, creating a steady pace that had Alex moaning helplessly.
“Alexander,” Thomas spoke in a stern tone even as his hand sped up. “You need to quiet down or the entire floor is going to hear us.”
Alex took in his words, coming to the realization that they were still at work once more. He wanted to worry, he really did but he couldn’t concentrate on anything else but the soft kisses Thomas was placing on his jaw and his hand somehow speeding up even more. He let out a whine before attempting to speak again, “shit- I’m gonna c- please let me.”
Thomas’s free hand moved to clamp over his mouth, attempting to quiet him down. “Not that you don’t sound pretty begging and all but a closed door is not gonna stop anyone from hearing you. Gonna have to quiet down, Alex.”
“ A closed door ,” Alex heard over everything else. He opened his eyes through a haze and saw his office door was closed and locked this entire time. If Hamilton were in a clearer headspace he would’ve yelled at Thomas for fucking with his mind like this. Maybe he would’ve kicked him out after screaming at him in 5 different languages. Truth be told a more level headed Alex would’ve realized that Thomas knew his intentions were to do this from the start that’s why he shut the door upon entering in the first place. Third mistake . Unfortunately his mind was blank right now and all he could do was buck up into Thomas’s hand. Leaning both his arms onto his desk to have leverage.
“Fuck you really want it don’t you?” Thomas said, his eyes running down Alex’s face and frame. Alex watched Thomas intensely for a moment noticing how mesmerized he seemed to be by Alexander falling apart in his arms. The taller man let his hand drop from Alex’s mouth for a moment.
“Yes, Yes I want- I’m gonna- I’ll be good. Say I can please. Shit,” Alex spoke between them in a hushed tone letting out a choked off moan.
Thomas swiped his thumb across the head of his dick starting to do long and firm strokes that had Alex weak. “Look so pretty falling apart. Yeah c’mon baby, let me see you let go.”
That’s all it took before Alex came all over Jefferson’s hand. Jefferson kissed him through his orgasm as if he knew Alex could not stop the moans spilling out of his mouth.
Before Alex could question his decision he was pushing Thomas down into the chair right in front of his desk. Gathering himself back into his boxers quickly as he dropped down on his knees. Slipping in between Thomas’s legs. He looked up just to see Jefferson gazing back with lust filled eyes.
“Wait, Alex you don’t have t-“
“Shut up,” Alex barely gets out before he starts to unzip Thomas’s pants. It’s almost comical how fast the man gets his pants and boxers half way down, Alex grabs Thomas’s dick stroking upwards. Hearing the low groan Thomas let out at the touch was all the motivation Alex needed before he leaned down to put his mouth where he wanted it. The smaller man looked up with innocent eyes as he licked the tip slowly. Watching the way Thomas gripped the seat, trying to keep his composure. He wrapped his lips around the head before he began to take Thomas in his mouth gradually. Alex closed his eyes for a moment because Jefferson was not small by any means. He loved that. Alex didn’t realize he was moaning around his length until Thomas grabbed his hair roughly.
“Shit yeah sweetheart, look so good down there.” He spoke around a deep moan that had Alex’s insides turning to mush. Thomas pushed Alex head down until he was gagging around him. Hamilton was almost too shameful to admit that this action nearly had him hard again. His brain raced so much. It was nice to have someone take control of the situation every once and awhile. He never really trusted anyone enough to let them have that control.
“Fuck- Alexander,” Thomas groaned out as the grip on his hair tightened. Jefferson started to do soft thrust into Alex’s mouth that made him immediately relax his throat and just take it.
“Take me so well. I’m going to have to keep you all for myself,” Alex moaned as he heard the words looking up at Thomas through tear filled eyes. Jefferson’s head was thrown black in bliss, mouth agape. It was a beautiful sight to see and it did wonders for Alex’s ego, he had to admit.
He could tell Thomas was close when his hips started to get more erratic. The way his mouth had no filter as he spoke, “Alex- you’re gonna make me cum. Gonna let me cum in your mouth aren’t you? Shit- prettiest thing I’ve ever seen.”
Alexander turned red as he accepted how much of an effect Thomas’s words had on him. He knew it was impossible but he still tried to nod as Thomas continued to fuck his throat. Jefferson grabbed his head and his movements stilled as he spilled down Alex’s throat. Letting out another soft ‘ Alex ’ in between a moan trying to come down from his orgasm.
After a few moments of silence Alex finally pulled his mouth off Thomas and backed away from him a bit. Thomas eventually seemed to come back to reality enough to move and adjust himself. The man fixed his boxers and pants before he leaned down to speak to Alex with an endearing grin on his face.
“Are you okay? C’mon let me help you up,” Thomas and his goddamn southern manners could go to hell.
The gesture was sweet, the way he tried to grab Alexander’s hand and pull him closer. Unfortunately it didn’t matter how nice the approach was because now that Alex’s brain feels more clear he backs up immediately, “you should go.”
“Alexander, what are you talking about?” Jefferson tried to reach out for him again as he spoke.
“T-that shouldn’t have happened, you should go.” Alex repeated himself all of a sudden, unable to find the right words. Shocker .
The expression that painted Thomas’s face was clearly hurt or maybe disappointment. Alex couldn’t tell but he knew it wasn’t a pleased look.
“You want me to go?” Thomas stood up so that they were looking at each other from a distance. It’s clear he wanted to hear those exact words leave Alexander’s mouth to be sure.
No stay . “Yes you need to leave,” don’t go. Alex backed away more as he talked. He felt the regret seeping in his lower abdomen once he finally saw the sadness in Jefferson’s eyes.
“Okay Hamilton, if that’s what you want. I’ll go.” He ignored the sting that he felt when Jefferson didn’t address him by his first name. Watching as Thomas quickly got himself in line and walked to the doorway of his office. “You know I thought I was wrong about you but it turns out my theory was correct. You really are a selfish and careless individual.” Was the last thing he heard Jefferson say before he exited, closing the door on his way out.