Freckle Stars [MODERN LAMS Oneshots/Shorts]

Eyes

[I really want to write a LAMS chapter but I'm going through Writer's Block— so here, have a totally flustered John]

[Guys here's something special:

...

It's in first person]

John Laurens

I recall the first time I saw Alex...at the time, I could look at him and only tell you that's a pretty hot mess of a man right there... Without anything more to say. However, given that, if one were to ask me now to tell them about Alexander Hamilton, I can tell you that you had better get some popcorn and a chair, because I could list a million things about him just starting from his eyes.

His eyes...

That's what got me, really, that's what got me, Alexander's eyes; Alex was, like I said earlier, one hot mess of a man, but that's such a general statement, too general for Alex, Alex is anything but general.

Alex's eyes are a brilliant, vibrant blue that made a clear day's sky Jealous.

I'd mark the greatest day of my life as the day I met Alexander's eyes.

We were just walking...walking past, and all of a sudden, I looked, and he looked, and something happened;

It was as if the feeling was tangible, like all the silence of the world was so loud at that one moment and, for lack of a better phrase, the world seemed to stop, for seasons, seasons that reflected in the orbs of Alexander's eyes, and he almost looked surprised, almost fond,

Like maybe,

He felt it too.