Always By Your Side | Lafayette X Reader

Chapter 34

Hi! Just wanted to let you all know before the chapter that I've made a Hamilton One Shots book. So far, there are three chapters. There will be more coming, soon. Anyways, happy reading!

~Your POV~

"Mon amour, 'ow do you feel about, eh, having a child?"

My eyes widen, still processing what Lafayette just said.

"A... Ch-Child...?"

"Oui. It's perfectly fine if you don't want one, by 'ze way."

"No, I'm fine with it. Just remembering past... experiences."

"Oh. When you're ready, I'll be fine. You take your time, mon amour."

Laf walks into his office. I can hear him writing from this room.

Baby... Child...? It's not like I'd mind it and all, but we aren't even married. I'd love to, just not now. I think to myself.

"Laf, we still need to plan our wedding."

"Okay. We know that Peggy will be 'ze maid of 'onor, and Thomas will be 'ze best man. What's next?"

"We know what date. Who will we invite as guests? Who will our bridesmaids and groomsmen be?"

"Groomsmen: Alex, 'Erc, and James."

"Bridesmaids: Theodosia, Liza, and Angie."

"Alright. Who will we invite, Y/n?"

"Washingtons. We went over that. I want John to see."

"John...?"

"...Paul Jones."

"Oh. Oui."

"We can invite your family."

"...My parents are dead, mon amour."

"Oh, I so sorry! I forgot that we are both orphans..."

"Alex, too. It's pretty sad to know 'zat 'Ercules has so many orphan friends..."

I laugh halfheartedly. "Does he even know that you're an orphan."

"Non... Probably not."

"Oh my gosh, Laf. What am I gonna do with you?"

"Bring me to the be-"

"Nope. Say that again, and I'll hang with Aaron or Alex."

"Non! Apologies!"

"You mean, sorry? Or 'my apologies'?"

"Oui! I'm still... eh... a bit, er, bad at English."

"You're doing good."

"Okay. 'Zat's good to 'ear!"

"Plus, I love hearing you speak French."

"Oh! Tu fais?"

"Eh bien, oui, mais je veux dire d'une manière différente."

"Comme dire que tu es belle? Parce que c'est tellement vrai."

"Oui. Plus comme ça."

This is pretty much the conversation in French, but translated back into English. By the way, I use google translate. Sorry!

L: Oh! Really?

You: Well, yes, but I mean in a different way.

L: Like saying that you are beautiful? Because you really are.

You: Yes. More like that.

NOW BACK TO THE STORY!

"Y/n, could you tell me about your 'past experiences' you speak about? Please?"

"Ooh! Someone's getting good at speaking! And yeah, sure."

Laf nods happily.

"So... You should know that King George is pretty much a father figure to me..."

"WHAT!?"

"Laf, he is very close with my family. Stayed with my parents... until..."

"Oui. I understand. Continue?"

"Okay. So when I arrived at his castle, he told me that he had arranged some suitors. The first one forced me into the bed and..."

"ARE YOU ALRIGHT!?"

"Laf, this was, like, two YEARS ago! I'm fine!"

"Did 'e... uh... go inside of, um, you...?

"No. He didn't want the first time like that."

"Oh. Dieu merci."

(Thank goodness)

I nod, agreeing with him. "I was terrified and told the king to cancel all suitor meetings he had scheduled. I didn't want a repeat."

"Makes sense."

"Do you have any stories, Laf?"

"Oh gosh... Where do I start...? 'Ow about that I embarrassed myself in front of Marie Antoinette? 'Zat was 'orrible! I tripped and fell on 'er while dancing."

I burst out in laughter.

"Y/n! 'Zat isn't funny!"

"Sorry, Laf. It's just funny that you tripped while dancing. Especially in front of someone like her!"

"Why...?"

"Because normally you're smooth when dancing and flirting!"

"Non! I don't dance!" (I KNOW YOU CAN! Not a chance—) "I practice flirting... in a, um, mirror?"

"Oui! Yes! You got it!"

"'Zank goodness... I 'zought 'zat I messed up. 'Zat would've been embarrassing..."

"Nah. You can't get embarrassed in front of me!"

"So if I accidentally stepped on your foot and tripped while dancing, you wouldn't 'zink 'zat it was embarrassing?"

"Oh, for you it probably would be. Especially when you see my laughter afterwards."

"Mon dieu... I live with an enfant..."

I stick my tongue out at him. "I'm your enfant!"

"What would 'zat make me?"

"My da- My annoying older brother that I never had nor wanted."

"Your da what? Your daddy~?"

"Ew no."

Laf laughs. "To be 'onest, I don't mind 'zat."

I roll my eyes at him. He just smirks as a response.