Random Hamilton Trash*OneShots*

Drunk Alex

*Modern AU*

Alex was.......very childish when drunk. It wasn't safe to leave him alone when he has a lot to many. So when Washington saw that Eliza and the children where out of town while Alexander was singing on a table in a bar next to their office......He had to watch over the younger man. So He went to get him off the table. That.....wasn't easy. Hamilton was fast on his feet and quickly got away from George. So George called for back up. Thomas Jefferson.

Thomas had quickly rushed to the bar after getting a message from George about an "Important" matter. He walked up to his boss who stood next to a bartender.

"Mr. Washington! What seems to be the matter?" Thomas asked. George smiled at him and pointed to his right hand man, who happened to be stripping for a group of drunks.

"Ah Thomas! Glad you made it! I need your help with Hamilton. He is.......a bit out of control." George said happily. Jefferson sighed and dragged his hand through his fluffy hair.

"You gotta be fuckin' kidding me........"

"Nope. I'm serious."

With that Thomas grunted and stomped over to Hamilton. He glared at the drunken crowd and the smaller man. He threw Hamilton over his shoulder and walked back over to George. It was so easy for him. Like he had done it before........

Had Thomas done this before? George thought as Jefferson walked pasted him and out of the bar. George followed him, wanting to make sure Jefferson was careful with him.

"Where do you want this?" Thomas asked.

"Put him in the back. Then you can come with me to Hamilton's home." George sighed as he unlocked his car. Thomas put the small man in the back and reluctantly got in the front. George out on the driver's side and sighed. He didn't want to force Jefferson to go. But Thomas seemed to know what he was doing.

George pulled out of the parking lot and began to drive down the road. Hamilton didn't live very far from the office. He always said something like "Driving a long way to and from work keeps me from my work". Some nonsense like that. With the distance being short,  They made it to Alex's home very quickly. The only issue was.......

George had no idea which house belonged to Alexander.

"Shit......." George mumbled as he groaned.

"Its the blue one on the left......." Thomas said as he looked down to his cell phone. George raised a eyebrow and made a mental note to question it later.

He pulled into the driveway of the house Thomas mentioned. He put the car in park and both the sober men got out. Thomas went to search Alex for his keys. Upon finding them, he tossed them to Washington. George went to open the front door as Thomas went to pick up Alex.

George opened the door while Thomas carried a half sleep Alexander into the house. Thomas placed Alex down on the sofa and sighed.

"Can I go home now?" Thomas sighed.

"I'll take you back to your car then Ill come back and watch him." George replied.

"Daddy!!!!! I'm c-cwold.....Me want bwlanket" Alexander slurred as he shivered.

Thomas sighed. The two looked around and saw that their was a blanket on the table. Thomas went to go grab it......and so did George.

Now something wasn't right in George's eyes. It was common knowledge that Alexander looked up to Washington. His birth father wasn't the best of men. So he considered George a father figure. Even called him dad from time to time and wouldn't take it back(If Jefferson wasn't around). They had nothing sexual. Like why would they? They were both married.  So to George, Alex referring to him as Daddy while drunk made sense. But why would Jefferson react......Was he over reacting?

"Um? Mr.Jefferson? May I ask you something" George spoke still holding onto the blanket.

"Yes Sir?"

"What is your-"

"Tommy-Daddy!!!!!!  I'm cold!" Alexander cutely called out, cutting off George. George raised an eyebrow and looked at Thomas.

"Umm......I can Explain?"