John Laurens slinked around the house in search of a 20 year old who went by none other then Alexander Hamilton.
"Aaaaaleeeex!" Laurens called, while checking to see if his boyfriend was in the fridge. "Leeeexxorooney!" He called again, using a nickname he had just made up on the spot. He pulled open the toilet seat to see if Alex was hiding in the toilet.
All of a sudden there was a deep voice rumbling, which startled Laurens a bit, but then he just remembered the thunder sneak attacking everybody within a 10-mile radius.
Of course! Laurens thought, the thunder! He creaked open the door to Alex's dorm, even though John practically lived in there. He saw a lump in the covers, so John walked over and lifted the silky blanket. He saw Alex's eyes dilated from fear, or maybe it just looked like that because his deep brown eyes blended in with the darkness that consumed him.
"Oh Alex!" John said, hopping in the bed with Alex. Alex gripped his arms around Laurens and squeezed John's back tight. He had been traumatized from the hurricane in Nevis years ago and never got over his fear of storms. It's weird, Laurens thought, how somebody you think is so brave and strong can be frightened of unexpected things. But everybody has a weakness, and only fools hide it. Laurens brushed Alex's cheek to get a strand of hair out of his face, because this was one of the few times that it was out of it's ponytail. Laurens removed his hand only to find it soaking wet.
"Sorry," Alex mumbled quietly, John could just barely hear him. Laurens was about to reassure his boyfriend by telling him that it's just thunder, it's natural, but he realized that was the same thing as saying the hurricane in Nevis didn't hurt a fly. All Laurens could do was wipe Alex's tears away from his stained cheek and just hug him. It was so good that their roommates, Laf, Jefferson, and Herc were out, Laurens didn't want anybody to see them so vulnerable.
Breaking down the barrier between Laurens's thought and real life, Alex said, "Every time there's a storm I feel like I'm going to lose you."
"No! Don't think that!" Laurens cried, a bit too loud, then he said, a bit quieter, "It's just thunder, it's not going to hurt me or anybody else."
"Mmhmm," Hamilton said, letting go of his tight grip on Laurens and wiping any stray tears away from his face. "I'm sorry you had to see me like this,"
"It's fine! You always look cute!" Laurens said with a grin, picking up Hamilton's glasses and adjusting them onto his boyfriend's face.
Alex pressed the glasses against the bridge of his nose and said with a smirk, "I am pretty cute. Oh shoot. I sound like Jefferson now!" He smacked his head against the pillow, which made Laurens laugh. The happiness in his voice cheered Alex up a bit and he chuckled a bit, throwing the pillow to the side.
"Come 'ere!" He said, pulling Laurens into another hug, kissing him on the nose. Laurens's cheeks turned bright red, and he hugged Alex tighter. They lifted the covers a bit so they weren't hibernating completely under them, only so that their heads were poking out from the top of the blanket. They let their sleepiness wrap around them and fell into slumber, the thunder seeming to disappear, even though John knew it couldn't have stopped that quickly.
Later that night when Laf, Herc, and Jefferson came home, they saw Hamilton and Laurens holding hands in their sleep, since they forgot to close the door to their room. Being typical college kids, they all posted photos of the two on their Instagram, captioned, "Do you ship it? ❤ ❤ ❤ "
Will they kiss next time? I dunno. We'll find out next time.
(Note: This will just be Lams, no other ships. Lams 4ever)