#i dnt go here but this is soooo cute

[maplesyrupsainz]

˖⁺｡˚⋆˙biscuits | CS55˖⁺｡˚⋆˙

pairing: carlos sainz x baker!reader y/n (she/her)

genre: social media au, new relationship

warnings: nothing rly, jus lots of fun interactions with drivers & some fluff w carlos tehe

summary: in which your baked goods are a hit with the grid (and so is your blossoming relationship)

a/n: hiii i loveee making fics where y/n is bffs with the whole grid lolz & by whole grid it's like 4 other drivers coz i dnt have the time & space to be writing in a thousand diff relationship dynamics nd these ppl r the ones i feel most comfy writing !

request!!!: For your inspiration maybe smau with Carlos and baker reader who gets along with everyone and bakes for everyone . And maybe make it funny like the "meme" you made with Lando *(HERE for reference)*

fc: various brunette girls from pinterest

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landonorris MY BISCUITS??

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THE END ❤️

#f1 #f1 fanfic #f1 smau #f1 fic #f1 x reader #smau #f1 imagine #carlos sainz #cs55 #cs55 fluff #cs55 imagine #cs55 x reader #cs55 smau #carlos sainz fanfic #maddie's smau

[stormysnz]

Hazy Haircuts (M)

Hello! Jumping back in here quick to drop this because I've had a bit more time on my hands, and I had this half-written and decided to finish it up! Another very cute iteration of the Noah and Savannah chronicles with the both of them kind of a mess (as always lol). This is super messy and not super edited (because I just wanted to write and finish it and get it out there lol) soooo if the pacing is weird or there's spelling mishaps that would be why haha! Anyway, enjoy some banter from sick Noah and drunk Sav!

Today 11:58pm

Savannah: dont cut your hair noah

Me: …

Me: What?

Savannah: dnt do it

Me: Wasn’t really planning on it

Me: Wait aren’t you out right now? 

Savannah: oh yeah, look !!!!!

Savannah: *Attachment: 1 Image*

Me: Jesus Christ.

Me: You’re so drunk rn aren’t you?

Savannah: Mmmmmaybe

Savannah: if you think teh dizzy world makes me so drunk rn then yes

Me: Do I even want to know what ‘the dizzy world’ means?

Me: Yknow what, don’t even answer that. 

Me: Where’s Emmy?

Savannah: ooohhhh, her adn asher went to go do the thing

Savannah: hahahaha the thing like sex upstairs

Me: Yeah, I got that much

Me: So you’re alone rn?

Savannah: yea but im gonna start walking home soon im sleeepy

Me: There is no way in hell you’re walking home alone.

Savannah: yes thre is ! look!

Savannah: *Attachment: 1 Image*

Me: Jesus fuck

Me: Go back inside now Savannah, I’m coming to pick you up

Savannah: but im oky walking home

Me: Back inside now. I’ll be there in 5, send me the address

Savannah: fine can you brnig a snack

~~~

“Are you sureee?”

“As tembti’g as that offer is, I think I’ll pass. I’b driving, I cad’t have a drink, Sav,” I explained slowly, helping Savannah into the passenger seat of my car. I shivered against the cool, night air and shut the door gently before hopping into the driver’s side, starting up the car. 

“Mmmm right. Forgot,” Savannah hummed softly. Surely her view of the world right now was hazy at the edges, and it bled into her voice - lower than usual and syllables all blending together. 

Reaching for the gearshift, my hazy eyes settled upon something I’d shoved in one of the cupholders, blinking in remembrance. “Oh, here,” I tossed the bag of Goldfish I had snagged on the way out of my apartment into Savannah’s lap, a small grin tugging at my lips at the immediate brightening of her eyes. 

“Ohmygod, I could kiss you right now,” 

 Aaaand, the smile was quickly slipping off of my lips as I practically choked on air at her response. Christ, what was I gonna do with this girl…

I felt my cheeks heat up, and was suddenly very grateful for the midnight darkness that hopefully hid the blush well enough. Not that I really even understood why my body insisted on reacting like that…

Well…Okay, thinking about that too hard was bringing up a lot of confusing feelings that I was dead-set on not figuring out right now. Quickly brushing past the whole interaction, I reached for the plastic water bottle I’d also brought for the inebriated girl, passing it over to her after cracking the lid easily. 

“You gotta-hh! *snf!* gotta drink water, too, th-though,” I insisted, bringing my wrist up to quickly brush under my raw nostrils with a quick sniffle. Seemingly, my surprise regarding Savannah’s response had stolen away enough of my attention to allow a tickle to bloom in my currently annoyingly over-sensitive sinuses, despite how I tried to rub the sensation away. 

Fucking hell, this had been happening all day. Once I realized with a sigh that there was no use in fighting it, I quickly fumbled for the wad of tissues currently making a home in my pocket (I did not want to think about the sanitary-ness of that, but it was an issue for another time) and managed to press them to my dripping, widening nostrils at the last moment. 

“huh…hh-hiH! hh’DSHHhUE! hiH! eh’YYSHHiIEW! huh-uH!...”

My lashes fluttered and my head tilted back, mentally encouraging the all-consuming tickle in my nose to just grow the slightest bit bigger and let me--

“hUH! iIESSHHhhU! Nhh…s’cuse me,” A final, desperate sneeze threw my upper-body forward into the awaiting tissue-clump (which, honestly, wasn’t doing all too much considering I was always a tad late on bringing the clump up to my face to cover. But, the fact that I was even using tissues in the first place was probably a statement in and of itself).

“Bless you,” Savannah let out through a mouth full of Goldfish, apparently too focused on her snack to clock anything wrong with her chauffeur at the moment.

“Thag’k you. Water, too, Savad’ah,” Said chauffer reminded, blinking sinus pressure-induced tears from my eyes and sniffling thickly. Hopefully I’d be able to hold off on blowing my nose until Savannah was dropped off, but based on how I could feel congestion shifting already and liquid beginning to trickle down my sinuses, I didn’t trust my immune system to make that possible. Great.

I heard Savannah let out a soft groan, but grabbed the water nonetheless and began sipping at it as I started the car and began the way back to her apartment building.

The streets were quiet as I drove, colored brightness from traffic lights burning through the dark. Taking a left, my skin suddenly prickled with the feeling that there were eyes on me. Shifting most of my attention to my peripheral vision, I could just spot Savannah out of the corner of my eye, her head cocked slightly to the side as her gaze was fixed on me. 

“Wad’a take a picture?” I asked congestedly, not taking my eyes off the road. God, the congestion was building by the minute. And, if Savannah was in any better of a state of mind, she’d probably have noticed by now. 

“Hmm?” She hummed out blankly, eyes still pointed over at me. 

“It’ll probably last lo’ger,” I continued flatly, sending a pointed look over to Savannah, who had seemingly finished the snack-pack of Goldfish already. 

“No, I’m good. Well, actually, the album on my phone with hundreds of Noah Jameson pictures could probably use an update sooner rather than later…” Savannah let out teasingly, a grin across her lips. Ah, so the back-and-forth banter didn’t leave when she was drunk. Lovely.

 I couldn’t stop the fond shake of my head at her words. “Well, if you’re so worried about mby hair bei’g cut, you mbight actually wad’t to start collecting those photos, just id case,” I shot back, mirth in my eyes as I recalled what Savannah had originally texted me for. 

At some point between her sending of that text and this current moment, the still-tipsy girl had sobered just enough to be slightly embarrassed about that text, and I quickly noted a slight pink across her cheeks mixing with the freckles there. Ahh, I still got it even while dripping in congestion.

“Shut up,” Savannah groaned out, rolling her eyes with a soft smile. But, she should have known better than to think that I, Noah Jameson, would let it go that easily. Of course I was going to take it and run. As long as my nose could hold off on acting up.

“Ndo, ndo, really. I k’dow, mby hair is just wo’derful and luscious, it’s u’derstuhh…sta’dable --hH’RSHHHuhh… *snfl!* Ugh, sorry,” My teasing was cut off by my breath catching in my throat again, a heavy sneeze catching me off guard. Fuck, don’t crash, don’t crash… 

The congestion left me sniffling rapidly in the aftermath, though I pried my eyes open as soon as possible to make sure I kept my gaze on the road. A sneezing-related car crash was decidedly not what we needed at the moment. 

“Bless you,” Savannah hummed out, eyes narrowing. “Are you alright?” 

Clearing my throat to hopefully avoid the need for a coughing fit anytime soon, I nodded. God, was she catching onto the lapse in my health already? 

“Yeah, I’b good. A’dyway, a’dy reason you were obsessi’g over my hair at mid’dight od a Friday dight?” It was an obvious change-of-subject, but Savannah seemed to not notice in her current state. Thank God. 

“I was not obsessing--”

“--Ki’da seembs like you were obsessi’g,”

“Well, I wasn’t. Someone there was just talking about how they were going to cut their hair, and it kind of looked like yours, and I knew they wouldn’t look as good with their hair cut, so I texted you to make sure you wouldn’t,” Her tone indicated that it was obvious to why she would text me regarding hair at midnight while drunk. 

My gaze shifted over to her, brow raised with an amused smile dancing across my lips. 

Immediately crossing her arms and sinking down in her seat, Savannah shot back a quiet and petulant, “Shut up,”

“I didn’t eved say adythi’g,” I let out, voice much too bright with amusement and mirth. 

“Yeah, well, your face did,” The tipsy girl let out, obviously trying to pout her way into me feeling bad. God, why was it working a little bit? Must be my currently boiling brain from whatever bug I picked up. Speaking of…

My knuckles seemed to unconsciously rise to my nose, scrubbing the appendage harshly back and forth and back and forth and--

“Why are you doing that?”

At the slurred inquiry from the blonde beside me, my hand dropped and my eye shifted over to her for a moment too long before flicking back to the road. 

“You’re bei’g especially irrihh-tati’g todight, you k-k’dnow tha-hahht?” I was sure the comment couldn’t hit as was intended with it all being broken up by my breath catching. And because I was pretty sure I was, like, physically incapable of saying anything actually mean to this girl.

And she seemed well aware of that fact, considering the smug grin playing on her own lips. Or maybe she was just drunk. Who was to say?

“Mhmmm, I know. So, why--”

“hiRRSHHuU! G’SHHU-EHH’TSHHhhUE!”

“Christ almighty, give a girl some warning next time,”

I blinked my watery eyes open, thankful that we were nearing Savannah’s place. Meaning, we were currently driving through a residential neighborhood with minimal opportunities for sneeze-related crashes. “Snff! Sorry,” I mumbled, clearing my throat as I tried to direct my attention back to the road as best I could. Only a few more minutes, then I could--

“Are you sick?”

Fucking hell. “What’s with the idterrogatiod?”

“The what?”

I rolled my eyes. “You’re u’dbearable. The in’derrogation,” I annunciated to the best of my ability, making a slow left turn. 

Out of my peripheral, I could see her shoulders rise and fall. “I dunno. Just curious. And you’re sneezing and sniffling all over your car, so…”

A soft, breathed out laugh escaped my throat. “Well, id’s n’dot like you’re in the best shape of your life either, prind’cess,” I replied, my eyes catching on the soft lights illuminating the road at the late hour. 

A frankly adorable snort sounded to my right. Why was my hazy mind adding in unhelpful adjectives like that? “Well, I’m just drunk,” She replied. Yeah, as if I couldn’t tell that from her slightly slumped posture, slurred speech, and the increased boldness. “You’re sick…Not like ‘sick’ cool, but like ‘sick’ actually si--”

“--Yeah, yeah, I gotcha, Sav,” I cut the poor, rambling girl off as I slowed to a stop in front of her apartment building, taking one hand off the wheel to rub at the pressure behind my eye. 

She had the slight awareness to look a tiny bit sheepish at her verbose stream of consciousness, and the way the corners of her eyes wrinkled up with her smile made my chest tight. Fuck, I couldn’t deal with figuring all these emotions out while my brain felt like it was boiling and every inch of my body was filled to the brim with heavy congestion. 

When my gaze found hers again after I put the car in park, I found her wide eyes on me, expression looking decidedly more…thoughtful(?) than before. “...W-what? Why’re you looking at m’be like that?” 

With the way she was looking at me, all wide-eyed and solemn, I was mentally begging her not to start crying. Was Savannah Mitchell a sad drunk? I didn’t want to know, really. Not right now, at least. 

“I’m sorry you had to come get me while you’re sick. You didn’t need to do that,” Her brow was just slightly furrowed, her fingers fiddling with a hair tie on her wrist. God, my mind couldn’t catch up with these mood swings while I was in this state. 

“Well, someo’de had to m’bake sure you did’t die. What would I do without your consta’dt ihhh-i’dnsults every la-hah!...lab?” 

“I dunno--”

“hihh…hhiH-IH!”

“Sneeze yourself to deat--”

“iyYISHHU!-EHhTSHHHIEW! hEH! EH’DSHhhIEW!”

“Yeah, just like that, actually,”

I’d managed to yank out my crumpled ball of tissues just in time for that wrenching triplet of sneezes, and it seemed like I still wasn’t done. I could still feel the itch slithering through my sinuses, causing instinctive twitches and wrinkles and flares of my nose as I sucked in thin gasps. My lashes were fluttered shut, pressure prickling behind my eyes as my head tilted back, attempting to build the tickle enough to fuel the upcoming sneeze.

“Bless you,” A smug voice sing-sang from beside me, apparently enough to tip the sneeze over the edge. 

“hIH’RSHHH!-ESSSHhHUE! aHD’SHHHIEW! hh-HIH! yYIISHHHUE!...nhh, Jesus,” Oh, massive headrush. I sniffled against the pressure seemingly everywhere in my face, one hand holding the very necessary tissue against my nose, with the other pressed against my sinuses lightly. 

My watery eyes blinked open to see Savannah with that thoughtful (God, it wasn’t thoughtful, it wasn’t solemn…What was the emotion that was slipping my mind??) look on her face again. God, that girl could not be any more expressive. If only my mind was working properly and I could actually tell what that expression across her face meant. 

She just seemed to stare over at me for a few seconds - whether she was actually thinking about something or she was just zoned out in a drunk haze was beyond my current comprehension - before shaking herself out of it.

“Well, if you don’t get back to your place soon, I think you might actually sneeze yourself to death. So, I will be on my merry way,” She insisted. 

I snorted out a soft laugh, scrunching my nose a few times as it shifted the congestion in my head. “Your ‘mberry way?’ God, I did’t kdow you turned into a mbiddle-aged white wob’an whe’d you drank,”

 Her head shook side-to-side with - this time I could place it - mostly exasperation, but a little hint of fondness. Perfect, just how I liked my Savannah reactions. 

“Shut up, just go home,” She let out with a soft laugh. “Thank you, for coming to get me. Really. I feel bad, you should be sleeping right now,”

I shook my head to wave her worries off. “Really, like I said, id’s d’ot a big deal,”

“No, it is,” She insisted, her eyes bright from alcohol and passion. “Ugh, you always do that - the ‘Oh, it’s not a big deal’ - but I swear it’s the biggest deal ever,”

I still wasn’t really following. “Sav, I saved you b’aybe four bucks o’d an Uber, id’s really d’ot--!”  

. . .

H-What?...S-Sorry, give me a few seconds for my brain to fucking reboot so I can make sure that that’s what actually happened and I didn’t actually hallucinate from this fever. 

. . .

Okay, nope, I’m sure I didn’t imagine that. 

Because it would be crazy for me to imagine Savannah cutting me off mid-sentence while talking about an Uber by leaning in and kissing me on the cheek.

Savannah Mitchell. Kiss on the cheek. To me, Noah Jameson. Who she did not like. (Well, we were in a kind of grey area now, weren’t we?) Christ, this was confusing. I honestly wish I had hallucinated it. 

But, of course, because of my lagging, Internet-Explorer-via-2006-speed brain right now, all I could do was stare at the girl, my mind whirring with questions of one, why that had happened, and two, what my correct response was. 

God, I hated this stupid fever-wracked mind - she’d only kissed my cheek, not flashed me, I shouldn’t be this awe-struck. But, there I was, footage of Savannah leaning in close and pressing her lips to my warm cheek on replay in my brain. 

And, though my brain felt like it was moving at molasses-pace, it must have only been around five seconds since Savannah pulled back because she was already moving to get out of the car and--

“Goodnight, Noah,” She said, a small grin pulled across her lips, her tone hazy and low from the alcohol mixed with a bit of mirth (surely at my reaction, which I was sure I’d be getting teased for the next fifteen times I saw her). 

And, just like that, there she left me in my car, staring after her as she blissfully hopped up to her apartment building.

Once she was safely inside her building and out of sight, a long groan escaped my throat, forehead falling onto my steering wheel. 

…Fucking hell, what was I getting into with this girl?

#OC: Savannah #OC: Noah #snzfic #snz fic #sick fic #sickfic #my writing #super messy writing but im getting back into the swing of things and just wanted to get some more practice writing with them! #hopefully if I continue to have some more time I'll be able to keep going with some more fics w them! #bc they're adorable I love them!

[hamilton-one-shots]

Hamilton High School AU 23

"Okay.. Alexander told me that he told you guys everything, but you shouldn't worry about me. I sell art and I make more than enough money to support myself."

"It wasn't just that.." He reached for John's arm, but he pulled it away and sighed.

"Give me a makeup wipe.." He took the wipe from Lafayette once he got it and ran it over his arm, exposing a web of scars.

"Oh, John..."

"They're older than they look, I promise. The makeup keeps them looking like that.."

Alexander felt sick. He knew it was bad, but he didn't think it'd be that bad.

"I'm getting better, though. I don't do this anymore. The only reason I did Monday was because I was freaking out.."

Hercules frowned, putting a hand on his shoulder. "How often do you panic?.. Preserved or not, they don't look very old.."

Alexander bit his lip before offering his own input. "When you did it... It didn't look like you even realized your nails were being driven into your skin until you saw the blood..."

"I don't do it often. It was my first time in a long time, in months. I'm fine," he snapped, clearly not fine.

Hercules decided it was best to change the subject for the time being. "Where were you staying after you got kicked out?.. You know my parents would've taken you in in the meantime or that you could've stayed here.."

"I got an apartment the next day, at the same building as my friend Maria. The owner hooked me up because I painted the building for him. I didn't tell you guys because I didn't want you to worry.."

"Jack.. We're your friends. We're meant to-"

"Why'd you cut?"

"It's pretty obvious, Alexander.." Hercules muttered.

"No, like why did you do it? It has to hurt and you hide it, so it's not for attention.."

John sighed. "I thought I did deserve it. Because I was just so helpless without my mom. It's stupid, but I thought I shouldn't have been so reliant on her care after..." He hesitated.

"You don't have to say, if you don't want to." That detail was one thing that Lafayette did know.

John shook his head. "No... Um... My mom.. She died during childbirth. And my dad didn't feel like dealing with triplets. So I had to do a lot with caring for them, with help from a few friends, Lafayette included. Only because he always visited my place and could keep a secret. My dad hated him and still does because he likes boys, so he took it out on me.. And.. Yeah... So.. The short answer.. I cut because I felt worthless and I thought I deserved it. I was an unwanted child.. But I know that its stupid. It's just.. A really bad old habit."

"... Oh...." Was all Alexander could say. It wasn't enlightened or disappointed, but an acknowledgement.

Hercules, on the other hand, gave him a sympathetic look. "You know... Sometimes I forget how lucky I am to have both of my parents..." He may have been a surprise birth, but Hugh and Sarah loved him all the same. John's mother died and his father was more than abusive. Alexander also lost his mother and his father left. And Lafayette.... Well, he'd summed it up as his parents not having time for a kid, but nobody actually believed that. Hercules treasured his parents.

'Salut Monsieur! New Message! Meow!'

Hercules snorted at the tone, recognizing it even after all that time just as easily as Lafayette did.

"Can I take that?" Alexander asked.

"Well... I guess we are done.." Lafayette began. "Unless anyone else wants to talk?"

Alexander jumped up and looked at Laf. "Right! I'm not mad, I'm sorry, thank Martha later, bye!" He bounded to his room. He hadn't been mistaken in his worries, either. Jefferson had messaged him again.

[Was just thinking of you 💗 Wear something cute tomorrow, kay? xxx]

He choked a little, covering his mouth. [i dnt hv nythin speshal]

[Then ask Laf 😜 xx]

[i dnt wnt 2]

[Because he killed your rat, right? xx]

[tht was an axident]

[Then you've got no excuse xx] [Or I could always ask John to instead...? xx]

[il fnid somthin]

[Good boy 💗 xx]

Alexander whimpered softly.

John frowned and got up, following him.

As they left, Lafayette turned to Hercules, grabbing his hand. "Is something bothering you?.. You've been acting a bit funny since after school.."

Hercules tried to deny it, but Lafayette saw right through it. He sighed. "Okay.. I may have peeked into your drama class earlier.."

Lafayette frowned. So he did see... "How much did you see?"

"Just a lot of 'Yeahs' and a kiss... I'd say it wasn't bothering me, but you can read me like a book..." He sighed. "Seeing you and him like that... I hate that I'm jealous because this is something you're obviously really good at and really into. I don't want to get in the way of that."

Lafayette frowned and cupped his cheek. "Herc... I promise you it's nothing more than a stage kiss. The only feelings I have for him are disgust."

Hercules smiled at the reassurance and put a hand over Lafayette's. "I hope you know I'm proud of you.. I'm still wondering how I landed someone as wonderful as you. Talented, motivated, you're perfect. I'd follow you to the ends of the earth."

Lafayette smiled and pecked his lips. "You're my best friend, Hercules. I'm the one who should feel lucky."

Hercules smiled and moved a curl from Lafayette's face before leaning in for a kiss, chuckling as he muttered against his lips. "...Salut, Monsieur, new message. Meeeooowwww."

"Meow!" Rosie mewled from the under the bed, walking back out.

Hercules chuckled and scooped her up. "At least someone likes it."

John sat on his bed beside Alexander, watching him stare into the terrapin tank. "Hey.. Are you okay?.." He held his arms open for him.

Alexander nodded and hesitated before asking, "How do you think I'd look in dressy stuff?.. Like skirts or whatever?.." He leaned into John, resting his head against his chest.

"I don't know. I think you could pull it off," he shrugged, trying not to seem too enthusiastic without seeming offensive.

"Okay... And I know I've been acting weird, but I promise it'll all be good in the end."

"If you can promise me you won't get hurt, that's okay..."

Alexander simply nodded. He knew it was a lie. He knew that John would be suspicious the next day, but he also knew that this was to help John. He was doing this for John. "I'm going to a friend's house after school." He couldn't know who it was. He'd never let him go.

But he didn't have to tell him. This was getting beyond dangerous. "Okay.." He took a deep breath. "Something's clearly bothering you. I won't tell anyone if you talk to me about it.. And I won't make you tell me anything.."

Alexander felt himself begin to freak out. 'Salut Monsieur! New Message! Meow!' Instinctively, Alexander grabbed his phone, hiding the screen from John, and read Jefferson's new message.

[Do you know John Jay? He'll come get you tomorrow for lunch from your lesson 💗 See you in the morning, boo 😘 xx]

Alexander felt himself snap. "Y-you wanna know what's going on so badly?! Well, y-you're gonna have to k-keep guessing because I don't have t-to tell you a damn thing!" He attempted to shuffle back from John; a difficult feat when he was sitting on his lap. It resulted in Alexander toppling backwards and landing on the carpet with a thump. "Don't you have a-any f-faith in me?! D-don't you t-tru-trust me?! I trust /you/!" He hissed, pushing himself along the carpet.

Hercules and Lafayette would've had to have been deaf not to hear Alexander's outburst in the room next door, followed by the sound of Rosie charging back under the bed. "Jesus! We left them alone for what? Five minutes?!" Hercules exasperated before getting up from the bed and peering out of the room just in time to see Alexander shuffling across the floor, Lafayette right behind him. "What the hell is going on?!

"Fuc- shut up!" Alexander snapped at him, holding himself back from swearing in the house. That'd cause a storm with George he didn't want to see unfold. "You th-think I don't get it?! Th-that I don't h-hear you all talking soooo w-worried about me?! Well I'm fine! I'm p-perfectly fine! So fine, in fact, I'm gonna talk to L-laf about clothes and crap then g-go to sl-sleep because that's JUST h-how absolutely FINE I am!"

Hercules glanced between John and Lafayette, and the obviously not fine Alexander.

John felt himself shaking. He'd always been a worrier and he'd always hated it. And now, in his eyes, Alexander was screaming at him because of it. He grabbed his bag and ran towards the stairs, Lafayette chasing him. Right at the top of the staircase, Lafayette grabbed his arm.

"John, please don't go.. You know he didn't mean it. I'm not letting you leave.."

John shook his head. "I should've trusted him.. I should've listened.."

"You did nothing wrong." Lafayette pulled him into a hug. "You did nothing wrong. I'm not letting you leave.. Go to my room, okay? You can listen to music and draw and forget everything else, okay?"

John nodded weakly and let Lafayette lead him to his room. He sat on his bed and cuddled Rosie as she came up to him, listening to his music as loud as his earphones would allow.

Lafayette stomped back to Alexander's room and turned to Herc. "You go stay with John, okay?"

Hercules nodded and left and Lafayette sat beside Alexander.

"Alright. I will talk with you about clothes, if that's what you want, but you have to understand that we're worrying for a good reason. You go and get yourself hurt without thinking about how it affects anyone else and you say and do things before thinking. And, with Jefferson around, we have plenty of reasons to worry about you. All of us. We're your friends and we care about you." He sighed. "Now, what did you want to talk about?"

Alexander whimpered and tugged at his hair, the pain being the only thing keeping him from breaking down. "Laf.. You don't understand! N-Nobody does.. What I-I'm doing is-is a good thing and i-it'll be worth me acting-acting weird for a bit.. I'm s-so scared, b-but I have to protect John! I-I keep h-hurting him a-and I ju-just want to protect him!"

Lafayette sighed and pulled him close, helping him calm down. "Alex.. I want to help you, I promise I do. None of us want to hurt you. We only want to help you, I promise. It'll save John a lot of grief if you open up and just let us help you."

Alexander whimpered and gave Lafayette his phone, unlocking it for him. "H-Help.. Please..."

Lafayette nodded and looked through the messaged, his heart jumping into his throat. "Alexander... This is beyond serious.. I wish you would've told me sooner, but it's okay. We're going to help you. He already hurt John. I'll be damned if I let him hurt you, too."

Alexander shook his head. "He'll hurt J-John... I've got-gotta go with him and-and- damn it, I c-can take b-blow after blow if it me-means keeping him s-safe. And y-you! God, you-you already have to d-do some play with him an-and I see it on your face every time you mention it, how much y-you hate that he's there..! I-I can be a dis-distraction!"

"No, Alexander. There is absolutely no way I'm letting that happen. I promised I would help you and that is exactly what I'm going to do." He texted Jefferson. [This is Lafayette. You are scum among scum. He will not be going home with you tomorrow and you will leave John out of this. And you will not make him do anything for telling me this because I made him. It is my fault, not his.]

He got a reply soon. [What? He messaged me first :P He's so dead tomorrow, haaaah xx]

Alexander peeked over Lafayette's shoulder, his eyes going wide. "Laf, give me my phone! I can fix this! I can tell him it was a joke!" He reached for Lafayette's phone, but Lafayette leaned away, fighting Alexander off as he sent another text.

[He didn't do anything. I forced him to tell me.]

[We made a deal. I don't know what else to tell you, babe :P If Alex wasn't into this, he would've said no. Blame him, not me. xx]

"Laf, give it back!" As he flailed, his fist met Lafayette's cheek with an almighty clap.

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