SteamPunk Wilson: Ouch, their first proper argument! Laf is a break up pro though, and I like all their texting names. And the couple nicknames are creative too, Herc and Laf are foods and Thomas and James are sort of animal/fluffy toy things.

Nice to see the story progressing though! Drama!

Reply: DRAMA! And yeah, sorry for the angst. And glad you like the nicknames! The Story is progressing and I have big plans!

A/N: CHOO CHOO

ITS THE ANGST TRAIN

Thomas opened his eyes, his back hurt. It was at this point he realised, he'd left all his medication at home. But he was beyond caring. Jefferson just wanted to lie on his friends couch, doing nothing. He reached out for his phone. 5:19 am

Teddy Bear: Yes, I'm at Marie's.

Send? Yes/No

No.

Thomas considered telling James he was, in fact, at Lafayette's. But decided against it, not quite knowing how to word it.

Teddy Bear: yes.

James looked intently at his phone, a Panic! At The Disco song blaring.

"The good the bad and the dirty!" Ah, Brendon Urie, never fails to make James smile.

The phone binged, making the song quieter. James clicked on the notification, reading it.

Teddy Bear: I am.

Kitten: Okay...

Read at 5:22 am

James instead went to text someone else.

SmallSickBoi: Help me.

INeedNoIntroduction: W h a t

INeedNoIntroduction: I wanna cuddle with Lafayette so hurry.

INeedNoIntroduction: Wait, fuck. Sorry.

SmallSickBoi: Its fine.

SmallSickBoi: I need to make it up to Thomas.

INeedNoIntroduction: Mkay, and you're asking meeeeee

SmallSickBoi: Id be better asking Lafayette, wouldn't I?

INeedNoIntroduction: Probably.

SmallSickBoi: Okay...

SmallAngryVirginian: Gilbert, help me.

TheFrenchiestFry: What with, mon ami?

SmallAngryVirginian: I need to make it up to Tommy. Help me.

TheFrenchiestFry: Okay, let me think.

TheFrenchiestFry: I wouldn't be OVERLY romantic, but be a little. I think buy some flowers! Maybe a picnic! Aw, a picnic would be so sweet!

SmallAngryVirginian: Wow.

SmallAngryVirginian: You are a hopeless romantic.

TheFrenchiestFry: I am.

TheFrenchiestFry: Is that a compliment?

SmallAngryVirginian: Sure. Right, I've got to go get flowers. Bye.

TheFrenchiestFry: Au revoir, mon ami!

James slid out of bed, grabbing some jeans and a grey v neck t-shirt, changing quickly. He shoved on old black trainers, making sure he had his wallet. Madison didn't want breakfast, it was to early. But he made sure to brush his teeth. It was here he noticed Thomas' tablets in the bathroom. "Oh god..."

James shook his head, it doesn't matter right now. He finished brushing his teeth, making sure to put on his jacket, checking for his wallet. He left the apartment, rushing to the bus stop, waiting three minutes on the bus. He leapt on, paying for his ticket and sitting at the back.

Madison clambered off the bus with a sigh, heading into the shopping complex.

6:21 am

Its still early. James entered the grocery store, weaving his way through aisles and dropping things in the basket he'd picked up.

James placed all the groceries on the converyer belt. The woman scanning looked tired, disheveled. She made sure everything was scanned before grumbling, "forty six dollars, ninety three cents."

Madison paid, carrying the two plastic bags back to the bus stop. Seven minutes of waiting, before he climbed back on the bus, taking it to his apartment.

Thomas wiped at his nose.

"How did you sleep, Jefferson?" A French accent asked, turning on the light.

Thomas blinked in the bright light, gazing towards Lafayette. "'Aight." He murmured, to be honest, sleeping on a sofa isn't exactly the height of luxury.

"Are you 'ungry?" It was clear Marquis was just up, if not woken not to long ago.

"A little... I'll be alright." Thomas sat up straight, scratching his nose.

"Nonsense! I'll make you French Toast!" Lafayette smiled, thinking bout the texts James sent him. "It'll make you feel better!"

Thomas sighed through his nose, knitting his eyebrows. "Okay then." Jefferson smiled. Lafayette clapped excitedly, scurrying towards the kitchen to make breakfast.

"Hey, Thomas. How ya doin?" Hercules sat down next to Thomas, not to close though.

"Eh." Jefferson shrugged, in real life, his leg was hurting slightly.

"Herc! Pumpkin, 'elp!" Lafayette whimpered.

Hercules looked from the doorway to Thomas, back to the doorway. Thomas waved his hand dismissively. "Just go, it's obvious he needs help."

Hercules smiled sympathetically, scattering from the room. "Coming, Taffy!"

Thomas grinned, they were such a sweet couple. Perfect for each other.

Just like he believed James and him were.

Thomas picked up his phone, blinking away the tears that started to shed. 7:01 am.

Lafayette came wandering back into the room, grinning widely. He looked at Thomas, hunched up on his couch, blanket wrapped tightly around him. "The toasts almost done, Tam!"

"T-Tam?" Jefferson tried to chuckle, that was a new nickname.

"Just go with it, Thomas." Lafayette giggled.

"Will do." Thomas flicked some hair from his face, not really caring about his goddamn appearance for once.

"Laf! What do I do!?" Jefferson heard Hercules yell.

"Coming, Pumpkin!" Lafayette scattered from the room again, hurrying to the kitchen.

Teddy Bear: Hey.

Kitten: hi

Teddy Bear: How are you?

Kitten: Erm.

Kitten: Look, I gotta go, Tommy. I'm busy rn.

Teddy Bear: Oh.

Teddy Bear: Okay. Bye.

Thomas wiped at his nose, blinking rapidly. "Marie?"

"Oui!" Lafayette poked his head around the doorframe.

"Almost done?" Thomas swiped at a stray tear.

"Yes." Marquis looks as though he was about to ask if Thomas was okay, but, ask a stupid question, get a stupid answer.

"Great!" Thomas forced a smile as Lafayette slumped away.

Thomas finished his French Toast, it was excellent. "Really good, Laf."

Lafayette smiled. "Merci, mon ami."

"Umm..." Thomas looked away. "Can I use your shower?"

"Be our guest!" Hercules opened his mouth to protest, but didn't when Lafayette elbowed him sharply in the side.

"Thanks, Marie. You're the best." And he left the room.

Jefferson stepped into the bathroom, turning the shower on. He took off his shirt and pants, realising he'd both, worn them yesterday, and slept in them.

Thomas stepped into the shower, feeling the warm water run down his bare back. He grabbed Lafayette's shampoo. He rubbed his hands together, methodically washing his hair. Thomas ran his hands through his curls, untangling them as he went. Thomas chuckled at the absurd amount of hair products on the shower stand. He made sure the shampoo was out before reaching for conditioner, rubbing that into his roots, scratching at his scalp. He ran his hands though the locks, making sure to get conditioner through it all his greasy hair. Thomas got a finger caught in the curly hair, pulling it accidently, and he whined softly. He froze, what... what did he just do? Thomas shook it off, nothing. It was nothing.

After scrubbing himself down, he climbed out the shower, turning it off. Now being extremely aware of what happened in the shower, he dried off. Thomas slipped into the clothes he'd worn previously, wrapping his hair in a towel. He left the bathroom, shaking the 'incident' from his mind.

"Marie?" Thomas called, said Frenchman running from his room, halfway through pulling on a new shirt.

"Oui!?" He smiled, doing up his shirt buttons.

"Can I borrow some clothes?" Thomas scanned Lafayette up and down, the Frenchman was only slightly smaller than him.

"Yeah, sure! Lafayette grinned, rushing back into his room. "Hercules! Pumpkin!" Thomas help him yell.

A minute later Marquis came running out, holding a navy, v-neck tshirt and some white jeans. He tossed them to Thomas. "Put these on!" And he ran away again, leaving Thomas to get changed.

TheFrenchiestFry: WHEN ARE YOU COMING OVER, MON AMI?!

SmallAngryVirginian: In about an hour, why?

TheFrenchiestFry: HURRY THE FUCK UP, JAMES

SmallAngryVirginian: Why?

TheFrenchiestFry: BECAUSE I CARE ABOUT BOTH OF YOU AND YOUR RELATIONSHIP, OKAY!?

SmallAngryVirginian: Um. Okay. Why the all caps, Gilb?

TheFrenchiestFry: Because, my small angry Virginia, it's the only way to get through to you occasionally.

SmallAngryVirginian: 1. Don't call me that. 2. Is not!

TheFrenchiestFry: IS TOO

SmallAngryVirginian: Okay, okay...

TheFrenchiestFry: My point e...

TheFrenchiestFry: What's the word?

SmallAngryVirginian: Exactly?

TheFrenchiestFry: THAT IS IT

SmallAngryVirginian: Right, I'm going to go.

TheFrenchiestFry: AU REVOIR

Thomas laughed, the jeans were about an inch to short, just above his ankle. He went to fix his hair, and couldn't stop thinking about what happened in the shower. Thomas managed to freak himself out, to scared to try anything with his hair.

"Mon ami?" Lafayette walked into the bathroom, seeing Thomas in front of the mirror with a brush.

"Oh! Hey, Marie!" Thomas tossed the brush into the sink, sighing.

"Would you like me to do your hair?" Lafayette advanced forward, picking up the brush and dragging Thomas out the bathroom.

"No, it's okay!" Jefferson insisted as Lafayette shoved him onto his bed. Hercules walked in, before turning on his heel and walking back out, mumbling a nope.

"Nonsense!" Lafayette grasped the hairbrush, "turn around!" Jefferson gave up with a huge sigh, shaking his head.

Gilbert sat on the bed behind him, raking the brush through his hair, humming softly. "Laf?"

"Yes, mon ami?" Lafayette grinned, still brushing Thomas' messy hair.

Thomas took a deep breath, if anyone would know what to do, it would be Lafayette. " Have you ever..." He stopped, no this was a bad idea.

"What?" Marie sensed something was up.

"This sounds so weird, but, we're good friends right?" Please say yes. Please say yes.

"Oui, why?"

"Umm... right." Thomas just had to get it out. "Have you ever thought you were very vanilla, but..."

"Vanilla?" Lafayette questioned, taking the brush through Jefferson's hair once more. "As in, ice cream or sex?"

"Well... sex yeah." Thomas flushed and Lafayette chuckled, seeing even the man's neck go pink.

"Okay, what is it you wanted to ask?" Gilbert giggled, this was certainly an interesting conversation.

"So, have you ever thought you were very vanilla, sexually, but accidently come across a kink you didn't known you had, and were real embarrassed?" Thomas clasped and unclasped his hands, why were tears pooling in his eyes?

"Oui, but, what have you come across now? What is the uhh..." Lafayette struggled to find the English word. "Kink?"

"Umm... well..." Marie dropped the brush, happy with the untangled hair. He ran his fingers through it, taking out the last couple of knots. He pulled some hair accidentally, tugging it through the gaps between his fingers.

Thomas let out a quiet, but audible, moan, slapping a hand over his mouth immediately afterwards. "I'm so sorry, Laf!"

"Hair kink, huh?" Lafayette laughed, removing his hands from the slightly taller man's hair.

"Mhm..." He said quietly, biting the inside of his cheek.

"Aww." Lafayette looked around, making sure Hercules wasn't there before saying quietly AND in French.

"Me too."

James took a deep inhale, piling the sandwiches, muffins and all sorts into the woven picnic basket. He made sure to put Thomas' pill bottle in there too. It was all planned out. They'd walk to the nearby park, eat, he'd apologise and it would all work out! Hopefully...

SmallAngryVirginian: Right, I'm coming over, Gilbert.

TheFrenchiestFry: YAY!

TheFrenchiestFry: Also, I found something out about Thomas.

SmallAngryVirginian: What?

TheFrenchiestFry: I can't tell you just yet! But, once you're back together, if he doesn't tell you, I will!

SmallAngryVirginian: Uh, okay.

SmallAngryVirginian: I'll be at your place in about 5 minutes, make sure Thomas answers the door.

TheFrenchiestFry: Will do, mon ami!

James kept walking down the road, picnic basket in hand, a bouquet of white lilies poking out the basket, Thomas' favourite.

He looked at Hercules and Lafayette's apartment block, taking a deep breath and clambering into the elevator.

Words: 2007

I hope y'all enjoyed! I know, weird chapter. ALSO; like, 5 more chapters and the book is done :(((

But! I've decided to do another JeffMads book! It'll be out the same day the second to last chapter of this book comes out. It might not be EXACTLY 5, but there abouts.

Anyway!

Have a great day/night!