AN: Hi! I'm so glad you guys enjoyed the last one! So here I am with chapter 8!

GingerSprinkles: Awww this is too cute! I'm kinda worried what will happen if James finds out about Thomas and Laf's kiss. Please don't let it be anything bad!

Reply: Thanks so much! I tell ya, James is gonna find out. What's gonna happen? I don't know. You don't know. I have no clue, I'm improvising.

Enjoy!

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James looked away, red cheeks now noticeable. "Y-you're a great kisser t-too..."

"Thanks. I've had practice," Thomas winked.

"What? W-with who? Y-you've only had o-one other girlfriend, that I know of," James couldn't stop fumbling over his words. His mouth was betraying what his brain was saying.

"Well..." Thomas rubbed the back of his neck, "I practiced yesterday..."

"I know that, Thomas!" Madison chuckled.

"No..." Jefferson looked away, "not with you..."

Madison furrowed his eyebrows, "w-who did you kiss then?"

"Don't be mad," Thomas warned, taking deep breaths.

"I won't be mad, I couldn't be mad," James spoke softly, comforting.

"Okay, last night after you left, Lafayette came over to visit," Thomas stopped, breathing slowly, "and, I asked him if I could kiss him..."

James's jaw fell open, "you kissed Lafayette!?" He exclaimed, Thomas put his hands up to his face, drawn close to tears. "Isn't he dating Hercules?" Jefferson mumbled something. "What did ya say?"

"They had their first date yesterday."

"Oh." James looked straight at Thomas, "why?"

"I... I wanted to know why you ran out, I thought maybe it was because I was a horrible kisser," Thomas turned his head away from James in embarrassment.

James frowned sympathetically, placing a hand on Jefferson's shoulder supportively. Even in these few moments, James knew that Thomas had never been so embarrassed. "Tommy, it is fine," Madison's hand trailed up to Jefferson's cheek, getting Thomas's to turn his head back to face him.

"Really?" Thomas sniffled, leaning into James's hand.

"Of course." James giggled.

"What is it?" Thomas asked, concern and confusion slapped on his face.

"I-" James finally stopped. "I've fallen for my best friend!"

"Then I guess it's a good think we live together then."

8 MULLETTE INCOMING 8

Wanna know what happened on that date?

Sure. (Btw, the phone is the contacts in Lafayette's phone, so in Laf's phone Hercules is Mon Amour, in Hercs phone, Laffy is LAFAYETTE, does that make sense?)

Lafayette scattered out of the hospital, checking his phone.

Mon Amour: Hey, Laf! I'm so excited for tonight x

LAFAYETTE: Bonjour, mon amour! I cannot wait, also.

Mon Amour: That's great! I'm so happy you finally asked.

LAFAYETTE: So am I, mon amour!

Mon Amour: We've booked for 8 right?

LAFAYETTE: Yes, but I need to tell you something. Please don't freak out.

Mon Amour: Of course!

LAFAYETTE: Je suis vraiment désolé, mais j'ai embrassé quelqu'un. J'ai embrassé Thomas Jefferson. (I'm so sorry, but I kissed someone. I kissed Thomas Jefferson.)

Mon Amour: What? One sec, Google Translate.

LAFAYETTE: I'M SO SORRY, MON AMOUR!

Mon Amour: ...

Mon Amour: You kissed Jefferson? What?! Why?

LAFAYETTE: I KNOW IM SORRY HES JUST TRYING TO WIN OVER MADISON AND ASKED IF HE COULD KISS ME BECAUSE HE WANTED TO KNOW IF THATS WHY JAMES LEFT HIM AND I TOLD HIM NO TONGUE AND HE AGREED AND IT WAS JUST A PRACTICE IT MEANT NOTHING IM SO SORRY

Mon Amour: Its fine. Trust me. I trust that you don't have feelings for Jefferson.

LAFAYETTE: Thank you thank you thank you! I was so nervous!

Mon Amour: Not a problem, just get ready! You've got an hour and a half.

LAFAYETTE: I will! Wait... it's 6 pm though.

Mon Amour: Yes, but I expect it'll take you and until 7:30, and 25 minutes to get to the cinema.

LAFAYETTE: I should go then. Can't wait, mon cherie!

Mon Amour: Goodbye, Gilb.

LAFAYETTE: My first names Marie by the way.

Mon Amour: Really!?

LAFAYETTE: Yeah, my full name is Marie‑Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier de La Fayette Marquis de Lafayette.

Mon Amour: Jesus, what the actual hell.

LAFAYETTE: Yeah, but I usually go by Gilbert de Mortier, Marquis de Lafayette.

Mon Amour: That's still a long name.

LAFAYETTE: Yeah, well, goodbye, mon cherie.

Mon Amour: See ya, Laffy Taffy.

LAFAYETTE: Nice x

Lafayette smiled, he'd clambered on the bus while messaging Hercules. The bus was very busy, there were no seats left, so Laf stood. Some people recognised him as the man who'd helped them win the war. An elderly lady had offered him her seat, which he politely declined. "Non, merci, but non," Lafayette grinned, becoming even happier when the last offered him a toffee. He accepted it this time. So he stood, messaging his date, chewing a toffee with people gawking at him in joy and surprise. After being on the bus for seventeen minutes Lafayette clattered off the bus, tripping over his own feet, (being as clumsy as he was.) He shot the bus driver a friendly smile, thanking him as he stepped onto the cement. The bus drove up, one small boy pressing his face up to the window. Lafayette waved, the small boy waved back and the bus turned the corner. Lafayette sighed out, starting to walk the 2 minutes to his apartment block.

He swiftly unlocked his apartment, stepping in. Gilbert checked his phone, he still had plenty time. Lafayette walked into his room, preparing to get ready.

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Hercules screamed in stress, wanting to curl up in his wardrobe. He took a deep breath, pulling out a dark navy shirt and white dress pants. He rushed over to his drawers, pulling out a tie.

Yes or no?

Hercules put the tie back.

No.

He kept his top two buttons undone, as it was more comfortable. He chose white dress shoes, combing his hair back as much as he could, placing his bandana on his desk, deciding not to wear it. Hercules left his room, seating himself on the sofa and turning on his TV.

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Lafayette was sure about what he was going to wear, but was now considering something else. He opened up his wardrobe, sighing. He didn't know. He had mostly shirts and trousers, jeans things like that. But at the back he had some dresses a few skirts, that sort of stuff. Laf liked wearing that sort of stuff, but only word them out when in France. It's much more accepted there, he didn't know why. It just was. Lafayette, reached in, pulling out a mustard coloured skirt. He considered it.

Fuck it.

Lafayette thought.

Break the stereotypes!

He placed it on his bed, searching for an appropriate top. Eventually he found another mustard top, it had baggy long sleeves, Lafayette liked this top. He then found some thick black tights, Lafayette was glad he shaved his legs. He placed that with the other clothes, grabbing a towel and undressing. He took a quick shower, stepping out and wrapping a towel around his waist. He decided on leaving his hair down, it was washed, dried (in record time for Laf.) And Lafayette had managed to secure 10 minutes to get ready and 15 to get to the movie theatre. And so the race against the clock began.

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Hercules stood waiting for his date to arrive, he was sat on a plastic chair in those weird waiting lobbies they have in cinemas, swinging his legs impatiently. He checked his watch, Lafayette should be arriving any minute now. He kept his gaze on the entrance, examining the characters that waltzed in. Typical women, men, some couples hand in hand. He watched two girls kiss each other on the cheek and walk into the room the movie he and Laf were going to see. In walked someone else, alone. This was strange, most people walked in with someone else, as it was a romantic film. That's when Hercules realised.

Lafayette.

"Laf?" Hercules asked, standing up and walking briskly over.

"'Ercules, mon amour!" Lafayette yelped, hugging his date slightly smaller date.

"You look... wow..." Hercules didn't know what to say. With his hair down, Lafayette looked great!

"Merci, you look amazing too," Lafayette signalled towards the cinema room (?) their film was being shown in. The two laced fingers walking in together.

(Sorry, I know this Mullette part is so much longer than the JeffMads, I just got carried away. Also, can you guess who the two girls were?)

It was nearing the end of the film, Hercules could feel himself grow tired, when a weight was suddenly dropped onto his shoulder. He looked over and smiled, Lafayette had fallen asleep on him. Around 15 minutes later, the movie ended and Herc shook Laf awake lightly.

"Wanna get late dinner?"

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I'm so so so so so so so sorry the Mullette part was so long, as I said I got carried away. It's an OTP so maybe after this book I'll post a Mullette one, who knows? Anyway, I hope you enjoyed. I'll attempt to post tomorrow, if not Saturday. Have a fabulous day/night ! If you're days over then I hope you had a great one!