Whew! School is crazy, everyone's already starting drama, and I'm trying to figure a schedule still. Crazy. I still have a few chapters that I have to edit, then they'll be ready, so be ready for these chapters to come out like crazy for a few more days.

As Alexander got out of the elevator, he fiddled with the end of his belt.

This wasn't the pair's first date, but they hadn't been on one in a while.

The elevator doors opened, John looked up and grinned.

"Hey," John had sly, knowing grin plastered across his face.

Alex took in his boyfriend's appearance.

John was wearing a maroon and grey flannel with bleach-washed jeans. He was wearing his Chuck Taylor's that he had gotten a couple months ago when Laf insisted he take them on a shopping trip. He had his hair in a ponytail that looked like it was about to explode any second.

"Jesus, I thought I was underdressed!" Alexander breathed a sigh of relief, glad that he hadn't over dressed either.

"So, ready for our date?" John held out his arm, letting Alex take it in his as he smirked.

John had already called an Uber that was waiting outside for their departure.

"Central Park, please," John said as soon as both of them were fully in the backseat.

The driver nodded, and let the car roll in the direction of the famous destination.

Soon enough, they rolled to a stop in front of the park.

It was beautiful, having the sunset on the cool fall day, yet already having all of the lights on.

"Come on. I already planned everything," they got out of the car with a nod to the driver, standing in awe.

"So, what exactly are we doing tonight?" Alexander asked. He hated surprises, and often let his curiosity get the better of him.

"Well, you'll have to see," John was grinning, which slowly turned into a smirk once more.

"Jesus, are there fucking, like, ducks that are going to make us run? Because I skipped the gym this week," Alex threw his head back and groaned.

"Wait, why'd you skip the gym?" John was often amused by Alexander's excuses for missing the gym.

"Well," he ran his hand through his hair, "I had a really good writing streak, I was doing really well, and I absolutely could not let the gym ruin that."

John laughed, this was a common occurrence, and he had grown used to dating a writer. Accustomed to it. They strolled across the sidewalk to the restaurant was only about 5 minutes away, and they got to see the city from below as the sun set.

The restaurant was small, but had a certain comfort to it.

"This place is so amazing! How did you find it?"

The humble restaurant reminded him of his first host that he actually liked, Kacey Linkolyn.

She was fairly young, in her thirties. She couldn't have kids, so she took in Alexander.

She loved him, and he loved her. But, she had an abusive boyfriend. She told Alexander that she wanted him to be safe, and not risk his life with her boyfriend.

He was removed from Kacey's home, and he was moved to the home-if you could call it that- that he would learn to hate with every part of him.

John could tell Alex liked the restaurant. And the way he really found the restaurant was looking through every single restaurant in the city around that area, and this had good ratings.

"Well, I was looking for some restaurants, and this one popped up. I thought we should try it."

Alex sent him a suspicious glance, sometimes it was weird to have someone that's known you for so long around you constantly, but neither were complaining.

"Really?"

Alex shot John another knowing look, teasing him.

"Okay, I may have looked at every restaurant in the area and stalked all of the reviews."

Alex laughed, thinking about how much effort John had put into the date.

"You are adorable!" Alex said, still giggling from what he had said a second ago.

"And you are beautiful."

Alex blushed and rolled his eyes, the flirting was so obvious, yet it still got him flustered.

"Jeez, you can never stop flirting," Alex rolled his eyes again.

"You know you love it!" John playfully flicked Alex's arm.

"I guess…" Alex leaned across the table to kiss John, avoiding a few pieces on the table.

"Love you." John had always known Alexander was perfect for him the moment they had met ten years ago.

Alex smiled a dopey grin, "Love you too."

Soon enough, their food had arrived.

"This is so good!" Alex thought he would try something new, and he chose right, apparently.

"Yeah. I think that's like, Canadian or something. Since we aren't that far from the border."

"Yeah, that would make sense. I had a friend a long time ago from Minnesota. She had a house up in Canada."

"Oh? What's her name?" Alex didn't usually talk a lot about his past foster placements, and everyone respected that. After a while.

"Lillian. She was from Duluth but had a house in Minneapolis and Winnipeg. She also went to Quebec a lot, I think she moved up there about 6 years ago."

"Where was this?" John knew Alexander had been through many homes and had lost track of all the places.

"Just at a neighboring town a few miles out of Pittsburgh."

"Which one was that?"

"I think 6th. It was one of my better ones. Not the best, not the worst."

After a few minutes, they had eaten their food and paid the check.

"So, what's next?" Alex held John's hand once more as they walked back toward the park.

"Well, you'll have to see when it happens." John knew that Alex absolutely hated surprises, but he would love this.

"Ugh. What is it? You know I despise surprises."

John clicked his tongue, making Alex giggle.

"Jesus, what's so big?" Alex slumped his shoulders, almost giving John puppy dog eyes.

"You'll have to wait," John tugged Alex along.

They walked with their hands tied, Alex resting on John's shoulder the entire way.

"Hey, this way. There's an ice cream stand over there," John pointed and led Alexander to the stand.

"What flavor do you want?" John asked Alex, a few feet away from the person manning the stand.

"Vanilla." Alex was a person of habit, and this was no change from his usual choice.

"Okay."

John walked up to the stand, leaving Alex behind a few paces.

"Yeah. 1 medium vanilla, and 1 medium swirl."

John quickly paid for the ice cream, going back to Alex.

"Thanks. I'll pay you back tomorrow," Alex kissed John's cheek, then took a bite into John's cone, making him mock offense, Alex giggling at his expression.

"It's no problem, I already got everything," John took Alex's hand back in his, letting his boyfriend hold it.

They walked together around the park until they reached a clearing with a fountain.

"This is beautiful," Alex looked around in awe, taking in the fairy lights, the fountain, the overgrowth.

"Hey, Alex?" John asked, letting Alexander lean on his shoulder.

"Yeah?" Alex found that this was actually very comfortable, against John's shoulder.

"Close your eyes," John said, now turning and looking at Alex.

"Okay," Alex obliged, "What're you doing?"

Then, John pulled something from his back pocket and got down onto one knee.

"Okay, open your eyes."

When Alex opened his eyes, he immediately started tearing up. John's curls were exploding from the tight ponytail he had put up earlier, showing off every quark and perfection on his face. His freckles glowed in the lighting, exquisitely showing constellations on the masterpiece of his body.

"Alexander Hamilton, I have loved you since the second I met you, and every day I spend with you I love you even more."

Alex gasped, tears gracefully running down his face, glistening on his skin.

John's golden eyes glistened, he even had freckles in his eyes. His brows slightly raised inquisitively, hoping the next words coming out of his love's were what he wished for.

"So, what I am trying to say is..."

Alex knew what he was going to say, but he wanted to hear it.

"Alexander Hamilton, will you marry me?"

Dang! I decided to go back and add a little bit of fluff, so hope you enjoyed that. There's going to be some more fluff, but I'm already planning out when everything goes horribly wrong, so enjoy the cutesy stuff for a moment more.

Anyhow, bye, y'all. Have a nice lifetime full of love.

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