A/N: Noot
SteamPunk Wilson: Hehe, a bit late for Jefferson there! Are you gonna write another rap battle for it?
Reply: God, not a rap battle. I can't do that! It's just gonna be a v smug and passive aggressive talk. But ya can rap it if ya want :P
Thomas sighed, stamping his foot. "Aw, Tommy, do you need a diaper change?" James laughed, poking his toddlers cheek. "Stop acting like a toddler!"
"Shut up!" Jefferson laughed, opening the office door and exiting.
Madison rolled his eyes, "you always have to be the first one out."
"And you always have to give death glares, Jemmy." Thomas laughed.
"It's the only way I can be intimidating!" James whined, following Jefferson down the hall.
"I know, you're so short." Thomas laughed, "But seriously, you're a total bad-ass!"
Madison grinned, "thank you, I try."
"Well, as bad-ass as a fluffy black kitten can be." Thomas teased, turning around. He grabbed James's hand, pulling him to his side. "I'm tired of you walking behind me, darlin', stand by me."
Madison smiled, "Okay!"
(So darlin', darlin', stand by me! Oh-oh-oh stand, by me!)
"Ladies and gentleman!" Washington exclaimed, smiling, "welcome to another Cabinet Meeting! Is everyone ready, huh?"
"George seems oddly excited," Madison whispered into Jefferson's ear, staring straight at a smirking Hamilton. He was leaning on his hands, a smug smile plastered across his face.
"Indeed..." Thomas squinted at Washington through narrowed eyes. Something seemed amiss.
"The issue today, is quite..." George paused, his eyes darting to Thomas before back to the crowd, "sensitive to certain members here..." Washington cleared his throat, "But anyway! This is important, Hamilton, start for us."
Alexander stayed sat, shuffling some papers. "Now, we're here to discuss Health Care." Hamilton smiled, looking directly at Thomas. "Free health care?" He scoffed, "Wow. How will we pay doctors? Nurses? How would the public react if we made it a tax?"
Washington looked at his son with a look of intense concentration, he nodded solemnly. "Isn't that one of the reasons we fought the British? Because they taxed all of their hospitalization?" He placed a paper on his desk, "Isn't it much easier to keep peace -which is what we want- if people paid up front? Doesn't it make more sense?"
"That's ridiculous." Thomas hissed to himself.
"The doctors get paid better, the public is happy and we're not building our country on taxes!" Washington looked like he was being swayed. "I know Jefferson would rather not have this debate, we all know he'd rather have free health care." Hamilton eyed Jefferson's cane, a self-righteous smile painted on his lips. "After all, the more hospitalization you require, the more money you owe. Time is money."
George Washington stood, smiling sweetly. "Jefferson, you have the floor, sir."
Thomas took a deep breath, locking his hand together with Madison's under the table. "If we assume that people paying UPFRONT for health care was a good idea, surely, it would make them mad? Wouldn't taxes be the way to go? The people barely care about taxes, just ridiculous ones make them mad!" Jefferson sighed, "we should not have to pay up front! What if you're unprepared? What about single parents? What happens to people who struggle financially?"
"Thomas, take a deep breath," James spoke softly to Thomas, feeling the man's grip tighten on his hand with every inhale he took.
Jefferson glared at Hamilton, "What happens to the people you love, if they cannot pay? Do we leave them for dead if medicine is unaforable? Or do we take a stand, tax it and held the goddamn people!" Thomas released his boyfriends hand, slamming it on the desk.
"Jefferson calm down," Washington spoke with a calmly, however his undertone was authoritative. Alexander stuck his tongue out.
"That's right, Thomas." Hamilton smirked.
James laid a hand on Thomas's, comforting the angry man. "It's okay, Tommy." Madison smiled.
"Yeah, Jefferson!" Alexander shouted at Thomas, "listen to your mad better boyfriend!"
Thomas stood from his desk, "say that again, you bas-"
"He's not worth it, Jeffy." James looked desperately at his boyfriend, pleading with his eyes. Thomas sighed, sitting down again.
Of course Jefferson was told to calm down, but Hamilton gets away with everything.
"It must be nice, it must be nice, to have Washington on your side..." Jefferson mumbled to himself, limping to his office quietly.
Madison sighed, he hated seeing Jefferson like this. "Are you... okay?" He stood behind Thomas.
"It must be nice, to have Washington on your side..." Jefferson mumbled again, entering his office and slamming the door behind him.
James bit the inside of his lip, he had to cheer Thomas up somehow, otherwise he would be in a bad mood all day. He went inside his office, smiling. He was finished, but still had an hour and a half left, so he would plan! First of all, he had to convince Washington to let him go home.
"Why, Madison?" George questioned, shuffling the papers on his desk. He placed a pencil in the pot on his desk.
"Umm..." Madison chuckled, "ya see, I want to cheer Jefferson up and uhh... I need time to plan!"
Washington snorted quietly, sharpening another pencil. He placed it down, nodding softly. "Okay, as long as you've done all your work. Then yes, you may go home."
Madison smiled, "thank you, Mr President!" James bounded out the office, forgetting about the bus. He called an Uber and waited. Come on...
The driver pulled up and Madison jumped in, and the driver started up. He pulled out his phone, messaging James.
Kitten: Hey, Tommy! I've left work early x
Tommy: Why? Is something wrong!? Are you sick!? DID HAMILTON DO SOMETHING!?
Kitten: I'm okay, Hamilton did nothing. I just finished up, I'm in an Uber now x
Tommy: Oh... okay! I'll see you soon. I've got so much work left, I might be late. Sorry, kitten! X
Kitten: It's fine, Tommy. It's fine! X
Tommy: Okay, see ya, kitten. Mwah!
Kitten: MWAH x
James smiled, this gave him more time. The driver pulled up, having spoke little words. "Here you go," Madison placed a $10 bill in the man's hand, smiling. " Thank you!"
He stepped into the apartment, clicking the door closed and locking it. James dropped the shopping bags in the kitchen, back from his grocery shop. Madison sighed, quickly changing from work clothes into leggings (don't judge my boi) and a t-shirt. He grabbed a small apron, tying it and beginning to cook.
James sat out the ingredients.
chicken breasts
Kosher salt
Freshly ground black pepper
1/2 onion, thinly sliced
2 bell peppers, thinly sliced
2 medium zucchini, sliced into half moons
2 cloves garlic, minced
1/2 tsp. dried oregano
1 c. low-sodium chicken broth
1 oz. (14-oz.) can crushed tomatoes
1/4 c. freshly torn basil
He smiled, James loved cooking. It was calming in a way, and you ate afterwards, win win.
James placed the chicken in a skillet filled with oil, humming. He heard it hiss, and began to cook. Madison seasoned it, salt and pepper. And then he waited, 8 minutes per side. He moved the chicken to plates, starting to the next step.
He chopped a red onion, dropping it in the pan and wiping a tear away.
Goddamn onions.
James sliced the two peppers, dropping them in the skillet too. He moved the veg around with a spatula, waiting for them to soften. It didn't take long luckily. Madison speedily sliced zucchini, placing it in the pan for another three minutes. James yawned, fiddling with his apron. After the minutes had passed, he set about crushing garlic. Damnit. The apartment smells. He seasoned all the veg with oregano before adding the broth and tinned crushed tomatoes. Last but not least he set the chicken back down on top to cook thoroughly.
Tommy: Hi, Jemmy! I'll be home in 45 minutes! Finally out hehe x
Madison panicked, the stuff was still cooking!
He took some deep breaths, typing back.
Kitten: Great! Can't wait to see you.
Tommy: What ya up to? X
Kitten: Not much. How's Hamilton?
Tommy: I'm still fuckin pissed at him. X
Tommy: Got to go, May the force be with you.
Kitten: ? ? ?
James shook his head, while everything was cooking, he'd get the apartment ready.
"Kitten?" Thomas shouted inside the dark apartment. "Jemmy? Ya there?" He shrugged, taking his jacket off. Sure, the lack of response was disquieting but he wasn't scared. Thomas shuffled towards the living room door, opening it slowly.
Jefferson gasped.
There was a round table in the middle of the room, a candle and vase with roses in it sat on top. The candle was lit, giving off a dim, romantic glow. The lights were set low, and there was two plates of food and glasses of wine also on the table. What made Thomas the happiest, was his boyfriend.
Standing there, smiling like a child on their birthday.
Giddy.
"James..." Thomas breathed, almost dropping his cane. "What- you didn't have to- Wow..."
Madison grinned, pecking Thomas's cheek. "I did have to," He took Jefferson's hand, rubbing circles on the back of it.
"Why? What?" Thomas couldn't form a sentence, why can't he form a sentence!? Goddamn you brain, you let me down in my hour of need.
"You seemed stressed, and Hamilton ruined your day. This is my cheer up dinner." Madison pulled a chair out for Jefferson who sat down, still dumbfounded.
"Maybe Hamilton'll have to be an was more often..." He whispered, staring lovingly at his partner.
James giggled, " Maybe."
Madison wiped at his mouth, finishing the last of his meal. Jefferson seemed to be taking his time. He was. He was savouring every mouthful, the thought of his amazing boyfriend never leaving his mind.
Thomas finally finished, and James smiled. Jefferson tried to blow a curl from his face, but failed. Madison reached over the table, tucking the lock behind Jefferson's ear. The man blushed, but beamed neither the less.
Thomas stood, as did James. Jefferson pulled the smaller man closer to him. "That was amazing..." He whispered into Madison's ear, "you're a great cook."
James blushed, "t-thanks..."
Thomas held James's waist, swaying them back and forth, like a dance. "Care to dance?"
"There's not music."
"Do you think that'll stop me?"
James giggled, "what about your leg?"
"What about what I just said?" Thomas leant down, capturing James's lips in a kiss. Madison smiled, returning the kiss happily.
Thomas spun James in a circle, the small man didn't expect this and gasped in fright before Jefferson caught him, pressing their bodies close together.
They stayed like that for a while. Comfortable silence and swaying to their own love song.
The silence was broken when Thomas kissed James again. They broke away and Thomas looked at James.
"I love you."
3 words. They can change someone's life.
James seemed surprised. That was the first time he'd said that. Jefferson stayed smiling. "You don't have to say anything, just know that I love you."
"I love you too, Tommy..."
James stood on his toes, kissing Thomas passionately. Jefferson held Madison close, only breaking away when they needed to breathe.
It was here James noticed the tears streaking Thomas's face. "What's the matter?"
"Nothing," Jefferson wiped a tear from his cheek, "these are happy tears, kitten. I don't think I've ever been happier, Jemmy."
James smiled, pressing his ear against Thomas' chest and listening to his heartbeat as they swayed.
"Me too, Tommy." He beamed a wide smile. "Me too."
"And hey, who needs Washington on your side, when you can have Madison?" Thomas smiled, leaning down and kissing James again.
"Mwah..." James giggled, as they continued to dance.
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