My dearest, People of the Internet.
this story actually popped into my head after reading a TheSadisticMunchkin's 'Enchanted To Meet You' on Archive of Our Own and i started binge listening to Taylor Swift songs and had a moment of 'omg, this song is totally aaron and hamilton's relationship', and as a HUGE hamilton/burr shipper, had to write this.
so shout out to TheSadisticMunchkin for convoluted-ly giving me inspiration!
bear with me tho, cus im super prone to procrastination, so it may take a while to finish this.
and because i can't actually put the song lyrics here (rules and guidelines and all that), i feel the story loses something.
so i'd actually prefer if you read it on Archive of Our Own under the same title on my account: Rei_Kingdom at archiveofourown*.org*/works*/6746542 (without the *)
anyway.
Enjoy!
He was talking again.
He was still talking.
"God, Hamilton, would you please just shut up for one second."
Burr's resounding groan barely pierced through the constant buzzing in his ear.
Hamilton's constant buzzing.
"What? Burr, you don't understand! There are still so many things that need to be said! Have you even been listening? Great, now I have to explain it all to you again, so you can get my point–"
"No, please don't–"
" –So, as I was saying, even if we do win this war, there's still so much we have to consider–"
"Hamilton–"
" –When running our nation! Like, what about our financial system? Surely the economic strain the war has put on will force Congress to change and I have this brilliant idea about a–"
"Hamilton–"
"Burr, really? If you keep interrupting me, I'm never going to–"
"Hamilton, just shut up and have your drink already…"
"But I can't just stop here! I like spending time with you, you're the only person I can talk to about this, and there's still a million things I haven't–"
Burr told himself he buried his face in his hands to muffle the resulting groan, inspired by Hamilton's incessant chattering that would undoubtedly draw the attention of the other patrons at the bar.
Not to hide the fond smile that he couldn't stop from pulling his lips at Hamilton's words.
'I like spending time with you.'
Of course not. That would be ridiculous.
'You're the only person I can talk to.'
Burr groaned again. He was supposed to be annoyed.
"I said, talk less, dammit."
while this is actually set AFTER theyve already met, i think this conveys enough "sparks" i hope.
other chapters will be longer i promise!
i just want to see what kind of reception this gets first
Follows, favourites and reviews = motivation ;)
DFTBA
~Rei K.