Happy Valentine's Day- Philip/Theodosia (Philidosia)

A/N: This little drabble just hit me and I wanted to get it down for Valentine's Day. Second Philidosia piece, totally random. Super short! But you gotta write when inspiration hits! ^_^ Hope everyone has a sweet, fluff-tastic day!

Title: Happy Valentine's Day (original, I know)
Play: Hamilton: An American Musical
Pairing: Philip Hamilton/Theodosia Bur (Philidosia)
Posted: 2/14/2017, 12:05 AM EST
Written by: Rikareena/FoxieSango

A ten-year-old Philip shuffled nervously in front of the dark-skinned girl before him. She titled her head to the side curiously as her three friends waited behind her. They were all his age, and her friends wished she would hurry up and finish talking to the boy so they could get back to skipping rope. Philip took a deep breath and sighed before pulled a small bag of sweets out from behind his back.

"H-here, Theodosia…"

She blinked in surprise as her friends started whispering behind their back.

"Don't take it Theo! He has cooties!" one of them said. Philip stuttered, suddenly feeling embarrassed.

"I-I DO NOT!"

"He does not!" Theo added. Then they both looked at each other and he flushed, looking down. She didn't have to defend him like that…not that he minded if he was honest. She gave him a small smile before accepting the bag.

"Thank you, Philip! …This is sweet of you! …I'll um…I'll see you later, okay!" she said, turning as if to go back to her friends.

"W-wait! I…I uh…" he shuffled again nervously, eyes darting around. He was starting to have second thoughts, especially with her friends RIGHT there. But then he looked up at her, and a gentle smile was on her face. He felt his heart skip a beat. …she was so pretty, and nice. That was why he liked her. He cleared his throat and stepped a bit closer so his friends wouldn't hear him.

"I um…I wrote ya somethin'." Her eyes lit up.

"Really! Ooh! I wanna hear it. Will ya read it to me?!" she asked, bouncing on her toes a bit. She knew he loved to write poetry and she loved to listen to it. He laughed.

"Y-yeah sure…" he reached into his pocket, and she stepped a little closer to hear him better. He had been talking low this whole time. He took a breath,

"My name is Philip…I am a poet. I…I wrote this poem just to show it! Just had a birthday! Last year I was nine. And…y-you caught my eye. W-will you be my Valentine?"

The blinked at him, a blush dusting her cheeks prettily. She heard her friends sigh in exasperation behind her.

"C'MOOOOON THEO! LET'S GO!" at this, Philip flushed more as he hastily shoved the paper back in his pocket. He knew this was a stupid idea. They were just friends. Why would she want to–? …he froze. She leaned over, took his wrist, and softly kissed his cheek.

"Happy Valentine's Day, Philip! Um…can….can I keep the poem?" she asked shyly. A beat. He could do nothing but stare at her.

"Philip?" At this, he nodded dumbly, reaching into his pocket for the paper and handing it to her. She giggled.

"Thanks! I'll see you later?" he nodded again. She waved at him and ran off to join her friends. It was then that a goofy grin spread on his face. He turned and ran back to his house with a skip in his step.

"My name is Philip! I am a poet! Theodosia likes me, I know it! She's fun, pretty, smart! Someday when I'm older, I'm gonna steal her heart!" he hummed to himself.

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