Lafayette sat in the passenger seat by Hercules, singing along to the radio with the rest of them. He laughed as Alex outstretched his arms, consequently slapping John in the face. John smacked Alexander right back, and they began a slaptastical war, poking and laughing at each other.

Hercules glanced his his rear view mirror and cocked an eyebrow. "What's going on?"

"I'm sure it's nothing." Lafayette said, gazing dreamily at Hercules.

Alexander stopped poking John for a second. "They're helpless."

John kissed Alexander's cheek. "Not... totally helpless. We can... push it along?"

"Are you insinuating we... Get our best friends together?" Alex gasped. "John, how could you? I'm in."

"That's exactly what I'm thinking, Alex." John winked playfully, snickering to himself.

Alexander nodded. "We'll talk to Laf, at least he's admitting he likes Herc."

"Wait! What if he met someone in France?" John bit one of his nails.

Alex shook his head. "He would've told us."

"What are you two discussing in hush hush, back there?" Hercules chuckled, taking a quick look back.

"Nothing!" John yelped, tweaking his ponytail to fall properly.

Lafayette giggled. "Sure. Come on, tell me- us."

Alex and John simultaneously shook their heads, lips pursed. Hercules chortled and stopped his car slowly. "Come on, let's just go inside."

They agreed and got out, slamming the doors a little harshly behind them. John and Alex raced ahead, high fiving at the realisation Hercules gave them keys to his apartment. The two looked behind them quickly, Herc and Laf were quite a bit behind. Alexander fumbled for his key, finding it tucked away in his back pocket. He swiftly unlocked the door and the two went inside, closing the door quickly. Alexander locked it before Lafayette and Hercules even knew what was going on and locked them outside.

John sighed and leaned against the door. "Right, mission construct a nice evening to set them up is a go!"

"Why not just call it mission Mullette?" Alexander suggested.

John shrugged. "Yeah, that works!"

Hercules wiggled his door handle. He paused and turned to Lafayette. "They've locked us out. And left the key in the other side so we can't get in." He sighed.

Lafayette knocked harshly. "Guys! Let us in!"

They heard murmuring on the other side but no reply. "Dude! Come on! Let me in my apartment!" Hercules pounded his fist on the wood.

Hercules turned to Lafayette with a sigh. "They're up to something."

Lafayette tapped his foot in thought. "We could go back to my place for a bit." He finally suggested with a large smile.

Hercules retured the grin and took one last look at his door. "Come on, let's go then."

Meanwhile inside, Alex and John were running a riot, trying to figure out how to microwave popcorn. "What do these instructions mean!" John yelled as he slammed the bag onto the counter.

"John you were reading it upside down!" Alex shouted back, digging through drawers for any romantic movies.

"Oh!" John threw the bag into the microwave and shut the door, allowing electricity to run its course. "Alex! Where does Herc keep his chocolate!" The man had taken to hiding his sweets, at Alexander and John tended to steal them. Like now!

"Ehhhh!" Alex clambered to his feet, jumping to see on top the fridge. "Up there! Honestly, so predictable."

John struggled. "We're both to short! This is like a torture method!" He grabbed a chair and dragged it over, jumping onto it and attempting to reach the basket Hercules had set. John got it and dumped the contents onto the kitchen counter before leaping off back to the ground. He practically kicked the chair across the room back to the table where Alex was cheering.

"Mission Mullette is in action!" Alex yelped in a squeaky voice, going back to his search for a sappy movie. "PERFECT!"

John whipped around. "What did you find!"

"A present given to Herc ages ago, when it first came out. Never been watched as well!"

"What movie I meant!" John rolled his eyes, opening the fridge door to find strawberries.

Alexander laughed. "Blue is the Warmest Colour!" He read the back. "It's so perfect! It's a lesbian couple, and ones French!"

"Gay and French? Holy shit, you're a genius!" John slammed the plastic box of strawberries on the counter, beginning to melt chocolate.

Alex silently ran over and stole a piece of fruit, staring at John. "Try me, bitch." He accidently spat a little and John grimaced.

"Asshole."

"But I'm your asshole!"

John shrugged in agreement. "I suppose so!" He dipped strawberries into the now melted chocolate and placed them on a plate. The popcorn was done so he poured it into a bowl.

"Should I dare enter Hercules' bedroom?" Alexander joked as he kicked the door open lightly. He walked in, and not paying attention to anything else, looked under his bed. He grabbed a big fluffy blanket and paced back to the living room where he dumped it on the sofa. Alex, from there, ran back in and looked under the bed again, spotting a large fluffy something. He shrugged and grabbed it, pulling it out and grasping hold of yet another blanket. He looked at what he'd pulled out and squealed.

"JOHN!" Alex sprinted into the living room, clutching the blanket and a large stuffed bear.

Laurens turned around and 'awwed'. "That's so cute." John walked forward and looked at the tag around his neck. On it, in gold, loopy, faded handwriting, was the word, "Lucky." "That's so cute!"

Alex gently laid it on the couch along with the blankets and leaned by John who was tidying up. He was never this tidy. "What are you doing?"

"If this is going to be romantic, the place can't be a mess!" John insisted, kissing Alexander's nose to shut him up.

Alex hummed and blushed, tilting his head up slightly to kiss John passionately. "Mmm, I love you."

"I love you too, Lexi." John pulled out his phone, dialling Hercules. "Come on! Let's go!" They left, turning off the lights and locking the door as they left. "H-hey, Herc..."

"JOHN!" Alex heard, Hercules wasn't being exactly quiet. "What the fuck!"

"You can go home now..."

"I'm gonna kill you, I swear-"

"'Erc, amour, calm down." The muffled French came, and Alex's eyes widened.

John hung up and unlocked their own apartment. "John, Lafayette called Hercules amour over the phone!"

"What does that mean?" John smiled and walked in.

"Love."

"Aww! Well then, you're my amour!" John poked his cheek and Alexander shut the door, locking it so Hercules wouldn't go in.

"What do you think they've done?" Lafayette asked as Hercules unlocked his flat.

"I dunno, Laf. But I'm scared." He pushed the door open and turned on the light. Hercules froze as he looked in.

Lafayette peered over Hercules' shoulder. "Is something ze matter-? Oh mon Dieu." He muttered. "May as well go inside!" Lafayette gently set a hand on Hercules' shoulder and he moved inside, looking around.

"John, Alex, what the fuck have you done?" He looked over at the TV, it was on, and readied with a movie.

Lafayette placed some popcorn into his mouth, smiling at the sweetness. "Zis is nice."

"I guess," he shrugged, he'd just play along. "Wanna sit?" Hercules dropped onto the sofa, landing on something. "Ow!"

Lafayette sat by him and looked over. "Are you okay, mon cherie?"

"Where did they get this!?" Hercules showed Lafayette the old bear, and the Frenchman cooed.

"Zats so adorable!" He smiled. "'Is name is Lucky."

Hercules nodded. "I haven't seen this in ages." He smiled and set it to his left, Lafayette on his right. "Let's see what dreadful movie they've planned."

Lafayette leapt to his feet. "Wait!" He flicked off the lights. "Better atmosphere!" He sat back by Hercules, nothing the plate of strawberries. "Zis is oddly romantic, 'Erc."

Hercules flushed red at the comment but didn't move. "It's Alexander, I dunno what we are supposed to think." He chortled nervously and pressed play, not sure of what this movie actually was.

Lafayette grabbed a blanket and bundled himself up in it, watching the title come up.

Blue is The Warmest Colour

"I know zis movie!" Lafayette yelled. "It's French!"

Hercules pursed his lips and grabbed some popcorn.

It was gonna be a wild ride.

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Does anyone ship Jamilton? Cause I'm starting to and I wanna write a book for it.