A/N: I'm sorry for the angst, but umm... this is angst. It'll end in fluff!

GingerSprinkles: Awwww nuuu my babies

Reply: I knowwww, I'm sorry trust me it gets better!

SteamPunk Wilson: Well, a cane isn't that bad, I have one that I don't necessarily need, they're pretty cool. Thomas seems OK with it at least :) But why push James away? I gather he didn't see James push Samuel away

Reply: Hi! Sorry for the confusion! Thomas wanted some time to be alone and think over his feelings for James, factoring in that HE THINKS James has feelings for SS.

Thomas's P.O.V

Why did I tell him to go?

Why did I shun my best friend?

Why can I never get this shit right?

Why do I keep realising to late?

Why is Hamilton in my room?

Why is he here and not James?

Why is Hamilton in my room and not James!

Oh.

Hamilton's in my room...

"Hey, Thomas..." Alexander said, sitting in the navy plastic chair by the bed. Jefferson said nothing and looked away. "Thom- Jefferson, if you don't wanna talk don't. I'll just sit here so choose wisely," Hamilton shrugged.

Jefferson groaned, rolling his eyes. "What is it you want?" He turned around again, wincing.

"Sorry, I just wanted to see if my co-worker is okay after being in a car crash," Alexander rolled his eyes dramatically.

"I don't want to see anyone, unless their Madison," Thomas whispered the last part. Hamilton held back a snigger.

"Oh, okay..." Hamilton scampered from the room, leaving the door open.

Thomas could hear Alexander's manic laughter outside as he finally managed to choke out something about, "Thomas, see you, now, hahahahaha!"

A small southern man walked into the room, "Tommy..." Madison whispered.

"Jemmy?" Thomas looked up, "I'm sorry..."

"No, I'm sorry..." James sat on the foot of Thomas's bed, careful to avoid his feet. "I never should've been so stupid."

Jefferson attempted (again) to sit up, wincing and crying out softly, but sitting up properly. "No, there's nothing between us, so there's nothing wrong!" Jefferson fake laughed, biting his bottom lip in pain.

"N-nothing between us?" James looked away, should he say something?

"Well..." Thomas shook his head, deciding not to say anything.

"Come on, Thomas! You can't just start a story like that and not finish!" Madison exclaimed, getting himself worked up, or what Thomas would call a tizzy.

"No, it was nothing, can't even remember what I was going to say," Thomas laughed, his chest feeling immediate pain.

James rolled his eyes, he had to say something! If not Lafayette would never let him hear the end of it.

Madison took a deep breath, about to speak, when Sally, (the nurse from before) walked in holding an orange bottle. "Mr Jefferson? We've got you some pain killers..."

Thomas looked up, Sally smiled. She tipped two out the bottle and placed them in Thomas's hand. "Now, you may want to take them with water."

"Water is for wimps!" Jefferson exclaimed, and James giggled. He tipped them down his throat.

"Now, the effects will take place almost instantly, as their very powerful pills." Sally warned before exiting the room, smiling at Thomas. Jefferson shrugged.

"I feel no different," he giggled and hey! His chest didn't hurt! And... everything seemed funnier and brighter and nicer and lovlier and oh! Jefferson could go on for hours about how his perspective had changed! "Hey, hey, Jemmy!" He chortled.

"Tommy?" Madison looked slightly concerned at his boyf- best friends sudden mood change.

"I'm sorry about yesterday! I'm sorry I ran out on you," Jefferson reached out for James's arm, pulling to his cheek, "if you like Samuel that's fine!"

"I don't..." James mumbled.

"I just want you to know that the king likes him... And I know someone who like youuu!" Thomas poked James's cheek, dropping his hand.

James flushed a bright crimson, rubbing the back of his neck. "A-and who m-might that be?" He stuttered.

Thomas pointed to his chest and James blushed again, trying to get words out. Then he realised, Thomas was poking himself. "Why doesn't it hurt, Jemmy?" Jefferson looked up, stopping.

James said nothing, eyes laced with both love, and fear. He leaned forward, ready to speak.

Thomas looked at James's lips, as if pulled off his meds and into reality. He noticed how close Madison was. If he was to slip...

But Madison did first. You see, hospital sheets are slippery, eel like. He leaned forward, putting all his (slightly overweight) weight on his hands and slipped. James fell forward and (Just like in all the cliche movies) landed with his lips on Thomas's

Jefferson was so taken aback, but melted into it. His arms slid up around James's neck. It was as if all his pain melted away.

It was just him and James.

He was kissing his best friend...

Oh god.

What if this was a horrible mistake?!

James was having the same thought, but couldn't seem to find it in himself to break away.

Is this what love felt like?

8 LAMS INCOMING! 8

John sat by Alexander in his (Laurens) apartment. Hamilton walked in, holding two cups of coffee and sat next to John on the sofa, handing him the mug, smiling happily. They didn't need to speak, everything was said through their smiles and eyes. John shuffled closer to Alexander, he knew he shouldn't have tested to see how long he could go without paying his heat bill. It was cold, and the two were drinking piping hot coffee. This seems like every chick-flick movie ever. And Alex thought the same, that didn't mean he wasn't enjoying it. Laurens rested his head on Alexander's shoulder, smiling. Hamilton stroked the man's hair, kissing his forehead. Lots can happen in one night, he had learned. Since the party everything has changed, and that wasn't just with Jefferson and Madison. Laurens had worked up the courage and asked Hamilton out. He'd accepted (obviously). It all seemed perfect, the only way it could get better is if...

"John?"

"Yeah?"

Alexander lunged forward, kissing John on the lips, soft and passionate. John had placed his mug on the little table once Alexander had started talking, so it was fine. Laurens smiled, placing his hands on Alex's hips, kissing back. They broke for air and John stared at Alex. He spoke after a while.

"You're beautiful."

"You too."

"Dork."

"Weirdo."

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A/N: Hope Y'ALL enjoyed! I've got school tomorrow, but I'll try to update! R&R!