I'm Helpless {Jon Rua x Ensemble! Reader}

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pairing; jon rua x reader

time; modern

warnings; none

type of oneshot; fluff

requested?; nope

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Your POV

Being an ensemble member had its perks, at least in my eyes. Maybe just because I've always loved dancing. That's how I met my best friend to this day, Emmy Raver-Lampman (she's literally like one of my fav ensemble dancers I cAn'T). Thanks to our love and skill when it comes to dancing, we both managed to score a spot in Hamilton, which to be honest, I didn't even think I'd get to join.

Hamilton is also how I met my boyfriend, Jon Rua. Don't get me wrong, everyone in the ensemble is absolutely amazing at dancing... but Jon is just... wow. But after I got to know him when I first met him, I was already head over heels for him. Little had I known he felt the same.

It was Saturday. Tonight was our second show of the day. I always loved dancing to Helpless and Satisfied. Not only did Helpless showcase exactly how I feel, getting to dance with Jon makes it ten times more amazing, and Satisfied was just flat out awesome; Renee really has the voice for it. The show was going to start in a few minutes, so everyone was already in costume and was lounging around, either talking to one another or scrolling through their phones looking at God knows what. I was sitting next to Jon on one of the sofas, my head on his shoulder as I watched him scroll through Tumblr. After a couple minutes, I looked up at Lin as he stood up and clapped his hands together. "It's showtime!" Jon shut off his phone and stood up, leaving me on the sofa.

Jon looked at me expectantly. "Are you gonna get up?"

I shook my head, cracking a smile. "Nope."

Jon shook his head, but grinned. "You can be such a handful, (N/N), you know that?" With that, he picked me up off the couch bridal style -me squeaking in surprise- and started making his way out. This caused a lot of the cast to 'aw', and a "stop trying to make the king cry!" from Groff. When we reached the wings, Jon put me down. He looked at me and winked. "I'll see you during Helpless~!" And he left to get ready to take his place, leaving me a blushing mess.

~ skip to Helpless ~

I finally got to make my way over to Jon, now dressed in the creme dress that I've always had a liking for. Jon was in his blue revolutionary coat, and I felt myself trying to not blush. Jon and I along with some of the other ensemble members danced around Lin, Pippa, and Renee, a bright smile on our faces. After a bit, we made our way to the back, and started our second dance, Anthony and Jazzy next to us. I looked at Anthony and mouthed, 'I ship it'. Anthony rolled his eyes, but I knew he liked Jazzy. I was determined to get them together.

Jon twirled me around, and I watched as 'John' dragged 'Peggy' away, trying not to fangirl. I looked back at Jon and we smiled at each other, keeping up our dance.

~ after the show, back in the (pretend) lounge room ~

Another show well done! I was talking to Groff after everyone was changed out of costume when I heard a familiar voice go "attack!". I turned around right as Jon picked me up. "Ah! Groff help!" I squeaked.

Groff grinned. "Nah girl, you're on your own here."

I couldn't help but laugh, Jon did too. "Sorry Groff, but I'm taking my girlfriend back. Retreat!" He said the 'retreat' in his Charles Lee voice. He ran to the other side of the room, placing me on the couch we were sitting at earlier. He plopped down next to me and ran a hand through his dark hair.

"Great show, love." Jon said, looking at me.

I smiled brightly at him. "You too, General Lee."

We both laughed, when Jon suddenly pulled me up again. He started doing our dance from Helpless and I couldn't help but join him. Except at the end, he pulled me flush against his chest. I blushed, and looked up at him.

"God I'm helpless." I muttered, burying my head in his chest, mumbling a faint 'I love you'. I heard him laugh and wrap his arms around me.

"It appears you are, (N/N). But I hope you're satisfied with me."

I looked back up at him and couldn't help but smile, looking at his dark brown eyes. "As long as I'm with you, Jon."

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