"How does one spill their entire bowl of food on themselves five seconds after they get it?" I stared at the Frenchman in front of me. I literally gave him one very simple job. When he makes his food, make me some too. Ramen to be exact. Not a hard food to make. Apparently carrying two bowls of the noodles was a very hard job for my boyfriend.
"The cat tripped me!" His defense was weak. The cat was sleeping on my stomach, and we could both see her sleeping there. "Can you at least help me clean it up?"
I pointed to the cat and shrugged my shoulders, "I don't know, can I?"
He made a small whining noise and sulked his way back to the kitchen, returning a few seconds later with the roll of paper towels. I continued to lay on the couch with the cat, smirking lightly as he complained about this 'terrible, terrible, terrible task I was forcing upon him.'
"stop being such a baby, Laf." I giggled as he sent a glare my way.
"You are such a terrible person."
"Good use of your English vocabulary."
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Hamilton One shots and Stuffs
Fanfictionjust a bunch of Hamilton and their actors one shots please request, however you want and whoever you want
