Alexander had never been to a wedding before. He had no clue what he was doing. This was the first wedding he'd ever been to and he was the one getting married.
He absolutely wasn't complaining though. He loved John, he loved him so much. He just really, really didn't want to mess anything up.
"Dude, you're good." Hercules said, patting Alexander's shoulder. "Calm down."
"I'm just excited," Alexander replied, grinning over at him.
"Fair enough, you have waited three years," Herc laughed, grinning at Alex. "Alright, I think they want us to come out now."
"Alright. Okay. I can do this." Alexander said, walking to the door to the tiny room where he was waiting for the ceremony to start.
The aisle was lined with benches, all of his freinds seated and looking at him. Eliza beamed at him as he walked towards the platform, unable to help his grin when he saw John wearing his tuxedo with his hair pulled back, grinning at Alexander. He took his place across from John, looking over at the minister. He didn't know the minister's name, actually, but it didn't really matter.
What mattered is John was standing right in front of him, holding his hands between the two of them, and was about to marry him.
Alexander glanced to the crowd, seeing Peggy fiddling with their suit- all of the Schuyler siblings had worn suits instead of dresses. The minister cleared his throat, Alexander looking over at John again.
The ring-bearer- John's youngest brother, Henry- came up holding the rings balanced precariously on the pillow. Alexander and John each took one of them and slid it onto the other's finger.
John's face was flushed, tightening his hold on Alexander's hands as the minister started speaking.
"Alexander Hamilton, do you take John Laurens to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
"I do," Alexander said steadily, squeezing John's hands and smiling.
"John Laurens, do you take Alexander Hamilton to be your lawfully wedded husband?"
"I do," John stated, his eyes crinkling up at the corners as he started grinning.
"You may now kiss the groom." The minister said, Alexander hearing camera shutters click as they both leaned forward to press their lips together.
Alexander didn't pay attention to the next words the minister spoke- he was too focused on John, who had pulled Alexander to him to squeeze him in a hug.
"I love you," John murmured into his chest, Alexander squeezing him back and looking down at him.
"We have to go to the actual party now, John," Alexander reminded him, pulling away gently and taking his hand to guide him down the stairs.
Eliza ran up to them, her siblings and girlfriend trailing behind her. Eliza held two glasses of champange, which she offered to them both.
"Oh, uh, no thanks Eliza." John said, gently pushing the glass back towards Eliza.
"Why?" she giggled, clearly already drunk even though the ceremony had only ended two minutes ago.
"No alchohol for us. We have plans for later that require being sober," John responded, glancing sideways and winking at Alexander. Maria groaned, Angelica rolling her eyes.
"Keep it in your pants, you two."
"Sorry," John giggled, looking around at the decorations.
"So like, is there a reason your wedding topper is just a blobby turtle sitting next to a disproportionate lion on the cake?" Peggy asked,
"We couldn't find any gay wedding toppers so we just improvised." John explained, scratching the back of his head.
"Ahh. Makes sense." Peggy responded, plucking one of the glasses of champange out of their sister's hand and downing it quickly.
"Don't get too drunk," Alex commented to Eliza quickly, following John as he absentmindedly started wandering towards another group of people.
"John, honey, please pay attention," Alexander chuckled, entertwining his fingers with John's.
"Sorry, just... everything is so interesting, y'know?"
"I know, John." Alexander replied, smiling over at John- his husband now. Yeah, he might be freaking out a little.
The party was quite interesting, Alex was sure, but he spent most of it in the corner with John, who was avoiding a sensory overload while eating cake.
John rocked back and forth on his toes, Alexander keeping his plate steady so he didn't drop it. It was almost eight, and Alexander knew if John stayed any longer he'd run out of people-energy.
Alexander took John's hand, leaning to his ear and wrapping his arm around his shoulders.
"You ready to go home?"
"Yeah," John mumbled, leaning his head on Alexander's shoulder. Alexander took his plate before he dropped it, setting it down on the table.
He pulled John along with him towards the taxi that would drive them home, some of the guests starting to trickle out of the area when they realized the two grooms were leaving.
"Bye, you two! Use protection!" Hercules shouted from across the room, John giggling next to Alexander. They waved goodbye to everyone, John hopping into the taxi first and scooting over so that Alex could get in next to him.
Alexander told the taxi driver their address, curling up next to John in the taxi and watching out the window as they drove by numerous things.
When they were almost home, Alex felt John shift around in his seat so that he could press his lips up against Alexander's neck. Alexander tilted his head back to give him easier access, the car screeching to a halt as it parked outside of their house, John unbuckling his seatbelt and reaching for his wallet, giving the Taxi driver the fee and a pretty sizeable tip.
Alexander tugged John up the pathway to their house- it had been years since they'd upgraded from the tiny apartment- fumbling for his keys a moment before locating them. He unlocked the door to the house, pulling John inside and locking the door behind him, John pushing the tuxedo jacket off from Alexander's shoulders, Alexander pulling him closer by the waist. John pulled Alexander along by his arm, swinging open the door to the bedroom and walking with Alexander to the bed.
"You sure?" Alex asked John, shifting John into his lap and starting to undo the buttons on his shirt, pushing it off John's freckled shoulders.
"Absolutely sure," John responded, tossing Alex's shirt to the floor.
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Alex could feel John's breathing getting deeper next to him, their legs tangled together and arms wrapped around each other.
"Love you," John mumbled, tightening his hold on Alexander. Alex smiled even though he knew John couldn't see it, closing his eyes.
"Love you too."