Je te veux (Mulette)

Chapter 22: Explain

   Thanksgiving was already highly successful, in Lafayette's opinion, so that meant the only thing left to do is eat food and drink plenty of alcohol. James wasn't a huge fan of drinking but was willing to do it if everyone else was. This lead tonight full of bubbly laughter and heated make-out sessions, but at least everyone was happy.

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(The Next Day)

   When John opened the door to his dorm he would be lying if he said the sight in front of him didn't make him internally scream from happiness. In the living room, he saw Thomas sprawled out on the couch, whilst James lay atop him. Thomas'chin resting atop James' head as James' hands seemed to have found contact with Thomas' bare chest. Resting on the exposed skin where Thomas's shirt has lifted during the night. On the floor below them, Laf and Herc were asleep side by side, slightly propped up against the couch. Herc's arm draped across Laf's shoulders allowing him to lay against Herc's chest.  They honestly were adorable, and John took a picture to send to Peggy later.

   Alex came through with the suitcases and was about to speak before John quietly shushed him, gesturing to the sleeping men sprawled out across the living room.

"Looks like they had fun," Alex whispered with a slight laugh, rolling the suitcases off to the side.

"Yeah," John whispered back, " I think we should head over to your dorm so we don't wake them."

"That won't be necessary," Lafayette called out groggily.

"Yeah" Herc yawned "we're awake."

   Lafayette and Herc detangled themselves from eachother and sat up. Lafayette rubbing the sleep from his eyes while Herc stood up, giving John and Alex a lazy smile.

"Quick question," Alex said, pointing towards the couch "who are they?"

"Oh," John said. "Well the frizzy-haired guy in magenta is Thomas Jefferson, and I think that's.....James Madison?"

    John looked in Lafayette's direction for an explanation, but the sleepy Frenchman could only nod in agreement. Herc disappeared into the kitchen before coming back with headache medicine and a glass of water. He handed both to Laf, who eagerly took them.

"Hangovers are the worst," Laf whispered.

"Tell me about it," Herc whispered back.

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   After a long morning of sobering up, the group decided that they should probably go to their respective living environments. James was the first to leave, and Alex and Herc went across the hall to their dorm soon after. However, Lafayette was surprised to see Thomas grabbing his keys.

"Thomas," Laf said, " Where are you going?"

"Uh, my apartment," Thomas said in a duh-like tone.

"Ohhh, that's right," Laf said, mentally cursing at himself for being so forgetful. "Well, see you soon mon ami."

    Thomas and Laf shared a goodbye hug before Thomas headed home. This left John and Laf alone in the dorm, and they both had a lot to talk about. So after a bit of unpacking and basic cleaning, the two settled down on the couch to talk.

"So," John said, "Nice hickeys you got there Laf."

"WHY MUST EVERYONE BRING THAT UP!!!" Laf shouted in frustration.

"Whoa sorry." John giggled hysterically.

"Whatever," Laf sighed " So how was your and Alex's thanksgiving?"

"Um....well" John fiddled with the sleeves of his shirt. " we almost kinda sorta maybe kissed."

"YOU TWO KISSED?!?!" Laf shouted.

"Well um...... no."

"Explain. Now."

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(Word Count: 500)

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