A/N: Okay okay okay okay

How would you guys like me to do ONE chapter where it's just, Lams, Mullette, Marliza and sneak some Kingsbury in there?

SteamPunk Wilson: Aww, that was such a nice date! Even if they did both get jealous. But they'll always go for each other, it's apparent in this story! :)

Reply: HELL YEAH I LOVE MYSELF SOME GOOD OLD FLUFF. But I also like angst so... yeah. Be prepared for next chapter ;)))))) (angst is coming)

The work day went by at a tolerable pace. Well, most of it. The day had started with Hamilton being an ass. And ended, with Jefferson being an ass. What goes around comes around, right?

FLASHBACK (OOOOH)

"Look! The purple fuck!" Hamilton yelled, shaking hands with Jefferson. They made be enemies, but they still have civil manners.

"Ah, Alex. Short for Alexander the Disappointment I assume?" Thomas smirked, shaking his hand before dropping it. James rolled his eyes, shooting Alexander a death look before scurrying away, off to his office.

"Macaroni fucker." Madison tossed another glare in Alex's direction before heading up the stairs, helping Thomas as he went.

And it had ended similar.

"Damn, Hamilton. How fucked up is your mirror?"

Hamilton, being naive, for no apparent reason didn't pick up on the sarcasm. "What?"

"It must be pretty messed up if you think ya look good." Jefferson grinned, stepping outside with a smug wave. James felt the rage bubble in his veins. He was so fucking done with the two's arguments.

James dragged Thomas by the arm to their bus stop, resisting the urge to kick his shins. "What the hell are you trying to start, Jefferson?!" James was still in work mode, calling Thomas by his last name.

"What do you mean, Jimmy James?" Thomas smiled, as the two patiently awaited on their bus.

"You should stop being an asshole!" James hissed. Thomas was taken aback, James was not one to swear. But whenever he did, he did like a sailor.

"Huh?"

"I mean, stop being so fucking horrible to Hamilton. He's been through some tough shit in his life. It's not very fucking polite, and it makes the two of you seem like pesky twelve year old boys!" Madison kicked the ground beneath him, ignoring the pain in his toe the action had caused.

"Okay." Jefferson looked off, "don't expect it to happen instantly, you can't make me go cold turkey!" James laughed, hearing Thomas describe it in such a way, almost as if he were addicted to drugs, made it feel stupid. He pecked the taller mans cheek lightly.

"Thank you, Teddy Bear."

Thomas pushed the door open, hobbling in with a sigh. Mondays.

Ugh.

He made his way to the kitchen, beginning to make a sandwich. The new term at work had begun, and now random days were shorter. The tall Virginian felt a pair of small arms wrap around his waist lovingly.

"Hello to you too, Kitten." Jefferson chuckled, buttering his bread. "Want anything?"

"Nah, I had stuff during the break at work." James grinned, and Thomas spun around, booping his nose. "What was that for?"

Thomas didn't answer, but reached up towards the cupboard. He opened it, grabbing a cookie and handing it to James. "If you're not having one of my gourmet cheese sandwiches, then have some top-notch, store bought cookies!"

Madison giggled, eating the chocolate chip cookie speedily, crumbs ending up over his cheeks. Jefferson picked James up, making the man squeal in surprise. "You're adorable!" Thomas beamed, kissing his boyfriends cheeks, partly to get the crumbs off, partly because he wanted to show his affection.

James flushed, which annoyed him. He hated how easy he blushed. James wanted to make Thomas blush, which yes, was possible, but wasn't easy when you're awkward with flirting.

Jefferson placed Madison back on his feet, completing his sandwich. He bit some off, swallowing before speaking. "Let's start moving some shiz, shall we?"

They had started in Jefferson's room. After around half and hour of Thomas whining and dramatically gasping every time something was thrown in a trash bag, they were done. Thomas was still in a mood after James convinced him he didn't need three copies of Love, Simon. He disagreed, you can never have to many copies.

Jefferson's phone rang in his pocket. "Hello?"

There was a muffled voice.

"Ah! Bonjour, Marie! How are you?" James cocked an eyebrow, leaning in a little to listen.

"James and I are fabulous, how's it going with the Irish tailor?"

Thomas was laughing at the reply.

"Yes, I know I can call him his name, Laf! I just don't!"

Lafayette was laughing too.

"Yeah... I have news!" Thomas nodded. "Well, tell all!"

He gasped.

"Really! One second! You're going on speaker phone!" Jefferson pulled the phone away from his ear, beckoning Madison over. James scurried towards him. "Now! Say what you just said again!"

Lafayette took a deep breath, "Hercules and I moved in with each other!"

James smiled softly, "that's great, Gilbert." He often referred to the Frenchman by that.

"I know! By the way Thomas was reacting, it felt as though I'd announced we were getting married or something!" Lafayette chuckled.

Thomas gasped loudly, "are you?!"

"NO!" Lafayette yelled, hanging up with a sigh.

James laughed, grabbing some stuff from his closet and laying it over his arm. He left the room and into Thomas's where he placed them in the wardrobe. Madison, feeling curious, studied Jefferson's bookshelves. What!? He's a inquisitive little puppy.

Love, Simon.
The Hate U Give / THUG.
All the Harry Potter Books.
Philip Pullman; Dark Collection.
The Fault In Our Stars.
The Hunger Games (all of them)
Turtles All The Way Down (James recognised that one as John birthday present to Thomas the year before)
The Fifty Shades Of Grey series

It would be a lie if James said he wasn't curious. Thomas wouldn't mind if he borrowed them, right?

"Kitten?" Thomas was standing behind him. "There's enough room to put your book shelf in here, wanna do that?" He questioned.

Madison whipped around, "yeah! That sounds fine!" Jefferson knit his eyebrows together.

"What were you looking at?" He inquired, twisting his hands through his hair.

"Your books!" James smiled, turning around and running his fingers along the spine of Turtles All The Way Down.

Thomas cracked a wide, toothy grin, placing both hands on James' shoulders. He lent down, whispering in his boyfriends ear. "Why? Are you wanting to borrow them?" Thomas let his hand - that was set on James' shoulder - slip down his chest.

James felt a shiver run up his spine and he leaned into Thomas, who set his chin on the shorter mans head, his short hair tickling his nose. "Yes- No- well..." James stuttered bashfully.

Thomas chuckled deeply, letting his arms hang by the small Virginian' side. "You can if you want..." He ran his fingers up and down James' side softly.

James gulped back the toad sized lump in his throat. "I- I can..?" He gnawed at his lip, slicking his fingertips along the books.

"Of course, Kitten... I don't see anything wrong with you reading my books..." Thomas smirked, kissing Madison's neck sweetly. "You don't have to ask me, Jemmy. Just take them..."

James smiled, turning around, capturing Thomas' lips in a soft kiss. Jefferson grinned into the embrace, pulling the short man close to him by the waist. James broke it, humming daintily.

"Shall we keep clearing out?" James mumbled against Thomas' lips.

"Mmm..." Thomas thought for a second, "okay."

James was in their room, placing a book on the shelf. He hummed a tune, mumbling along to the lyrics. "Oh, well imagine. As I'm pacing the pews of a Church corridor." Madison picked up another book, inserting it into the bookshelf. "And I can't help but to hear, no I can't help but to hear-"

He stopped when a bloodcurdling scream filled the apartment. Madison leapt towards the door, scrambling out into the hall. "Teddy Bear! Where are you!?" James chased where he assumed the shriek had come from. He rushed into the bathroom. Thomas was stood on top of the toilet (seat down), bawling to himself. "Tommy!? What's the matter!?" Thomas wiped his nose, still sniffling and pointed to the corner by James' feet.

"A-A sp-spider!" He sobbed, watching as James glanced down. There was a medium size black house spider by his toes.

Madison chortled, grabbing some toilet paper and crouching down. He scooped the spider up in the paper, careful not to crush it. "Hi there!" James spoke to the spider, opening the apartment door. "I have to get rid of you, but the apartment across the hall has a pet spider. They'll let you in." He placed the toilet roll on the ground, watching the house spider scurry away. James picked up the toilet paper, closing the front door. He walked into the living room, seeing his 6'2 boyfriend curled in on himself.

"Did you get rid of it?" Jefferson spoke quietly, looking impossibly small.

"I did, Teddy Bear." He kissed Thomas' nose, taking him by the hand. "There's only a few more things to take into our room!" James dragged Thomas into his old room, picking up the two stuffed bears they'd won the night before. "These, some more books and my jumpers!"

"I thought we already took your sweaters and stuff through?" Thomas grinned, back to his cocky old self.

"We did! I meant my other ones!" Madison smiled, opening a drawer right at the bottom of the chest of drawers. He picked one out, holding it up. "My oversized ones!"

Jefferson giggled, kissing James' cheek. "You're adorable!" He stared into the drawer. "Is that mine!?" Thomas pointed at a fluffy black sweater, gawking in surprise.

James rubbed the back of his neck, "Umm... yes..."

Thomas 'awwed', pressing a kiss onto James' cheek. "How long have you had it?"

Madison was silent. "Before we were together?" Thomas asked.

"Yes..." He hissed through his teeth, smiling.

Jefferson sighed, scooping up some jumpers. "I love you."

"I love you too!"

Done.

James smiled at his new room. He leapt towards Thomas, burying his head into his chest. "I love you so much!"

"I love you too, Kitten." Thomas ruffled his short hair, "What do ya want for dinner?"

James thought for a second, "you want Mac and Cheese, don't you?"

Thomas sniggered bashfully. "Maybe!"

James rolled his eyes playfully. "Then we can have that."

"Aw yes! Thanks!"

Thomas practically tossed his plate in the sink, placing James' in too. He went to their bedroom, walking in on James getting changed. "Ah! Thomas!" James covered himself up and Thomas chuckled.

"I have an idea to celebrate us sharing a room, Kitten."

And Jefferson shut the door.

Words: 1,847

I'm so sorry for how that ended XD I regret everything.

Have a great day/night!

ALSO! QUICK ANNOUNCEMENT!

I'm putting a oneshot book up! Lams, Mullette, Jeffmads! You name it, I'll write it! Requests are always open, so just leave a review or message me!