I never want to say goodbye; a John Laurens x Reader

Chapter 42

We both laugh and sit down to eat.

I had to start writing bc my math was making me frustrated and when I'm frustrated I can't function without breaking down
I also haven't had any food all day and my dad won't let me eat but that's not important.
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Lafayette x Reader
Jefferson x Reader
Mulligan x Reader
Hamilton x Reader
Lams
Jamilton
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{time skip brought to you by me throwing my pencil across the fucking room that's how frustrated I am}

(Y/N)'s POV

It's a week after I got my dress. Apparently John's suit is done too. I'm getting married in a week. I'm 20 weeks (?) pregnant. I have an idea of what to do today. It was planned for the party but I forgot about it.

     "Hey baby" I shout. "Yeah?" John shouts back, walking toward our room. "Could you get everybody to come over? I have an idea" I say. "Of course! Anything for you" he says kissing my forehead. He walks out and calls everyone.

     "They're all on their way" he says walking back in. "Great!" I say. "So do I get to hear this great plan of yours" he says sitting on the bed next to me. "Maybe once they all get here, then I only have to explain once" I say. "Pleeeeaaaase, I really want to know darlin'" he says slipping into his Southern accent he had tried so hard to hide.

     "Fine I'll tell you but only because you started talking with your southern accent" I say giggling. "Anything for you sweetheart" he says with a thicker accent. I giggle some more before telling him the idea. "So my idea is that we reenact Miranda but we get to be any character we want, and I get to participate" I say quickly. I expect him to laugh, but he doesn't.

     "That's a great idea! I finally don't have to die twice!" He says. I giggle some more. I'm realizing I giggle a lot but I'm pretty sure John likes it if you know what I mean.

     You know how I know this? I just saw John's face turn bright red. "What's wrong John? You're really red" I say giggling on purpose. He turns brighter red if that's even possible. "I-it's n-nothing" he stutters. I lean in. "I know what's going on here John" I say and kiss him hungrily. I climb on top of him. He kisses back immediately and it becomes a make out session.

     We hear a knock at the door and I roll off of my soon to be husband. "I'll get it" I say hopping off the bed. I run to the door and open it to see the whole gang at the door, minus Peggy. "Come in guys" I say and they walk in.

     "So what's your great idea" Laf starts. He looks around and notices John isn't in the room. I see a smirk on his face. "Mon amour" he says. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY TO MY FIANCÉ YOU FRENCH FUCKER!?" John shouts. John comes running into the living room to see all of us laughing out asses off. He walks over to Laf and the Frenchman has a look of fear in his eyes.

     John doubles over laughing and the rest of us Laf even harder. (Hahaha my puns are so funny). Once we all calm down I explain my idea to everyone there.

     "LETS DO IT I CALL OAK" Eliza shouts. So much for being innocent. "I call Lin" John says. "I call Pippa then" I say. "I want to be Reneé" Alex says. "I want to be Anthony" Herc says. "I want to be Daveed" Angie says. "I call everyone else" Laf says. "Alright let's start" I say.

In case you're confused:
Laurens=Lin
You=Pippa
Eliza=Oak
Alex=Reneé
Herc=Anthony
Angelica=Daveed
Lafayette= Burr and everyone else

     The music for the first song starts and we all sing our parts. Before we know it we're on Schuyler Sisters. I nail my part. So does Alex. Now we're on Satisfied. Sooner than I hoped we're on Stay Alive reprise. Then The World Was Wide Enough. Not going to lie, I balled my eyes out.

     We're all done with our mini musical. Everyone is crying because of Who Lives Who Dies Who Tells Your Story. Even John is crying. He comes up to me and kisses me sweetly. "I love you" he says. "I love you too" I reply. Everyone goes home and John and I go to bed.

     "That was fun" I say. John looks at me and smiles. "Yeah it was. That was a great idea (Y/N)" he says. "Merci beaucoup monsieur" I say with my French accent. He smiles and kisses me again. "Goodnight my darlin'" he says with his southern drawl. "Bonsoir mon amour" I respond. We both fall asleep in each other's embrace.
    

A/N good thing I proofread this. I almost obliterated the 4th wall. I hope you know that I'm putting off homework that's due tomorrow for you guys.

I still love you tho