Don't Need Them - John Laurens x Reader {DISCONTINUED}

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~ two weeks later: March 10 ~

Your POV

Government Official ALEXANDER HAMILTON Continuing His So-Called 'Streak'?
Digging up the past with a tweet meant to target! What's the deal?

' Barely even days ago, Alexander Hamilton had posted a rather sudden tweet. Supporters and regular Twitter users alike weren't expecting it, especially fans of the receiving party: (Y/N) and John Laurens.

It's all fun and games until people forget the good in their world, Hamilton wrote. It happens to the best of us, but when someone offers to help, don't turn 'em down. It's a shame people lose such good things because they're not thinking clearly. It only gets worse from there.

As you should know, Hamilton - as well as his current boyfriends Hercules Mulligan and Marquis de Lafayette - and both Laurens confirmed the split of their famous relationship about a year ago.

Later on, it was reported that Hamilton entered John and (Y/N)'s wedding without consent from anyone. Attendees had said that Hamilton had tried to convince both bride and groom to "go home with him", and essentially cancel the wedding. He had also claimed that "things weren't the same", and when the bride and groom turned him away, he responded with something along the lines of "you'll regret it".

The wedding was back in October. Why now, five months later, is Hamilton bringing this up? And why such a strong, specific target?

While John or (Y/N) have yet to say anything, fans have been quick on the case. Lots are calling out Hamilton, and others are leaving speculations. Many fans think the last sentence in Hamilton's tweet is a swing at the couple's unborn baby, which has only sparked more aggravation in the community.

Again, neither Laurens have put out anything in response to Hamilton's tweet, and nobody - not even their fans - knows if they will. '

'This sh*t is f*cking ridiculous...'

The last thing needed was an article talking about Alexander's idiotic tweet. Seeing the tweet itself on Twitter was enough.

People would have to be quite dumb to not realize the tweet was in fact a swing at John and I. While I didn't know about the speculation of the last sentence, the fact he probably was hinting at John and I's baby pissed me off.

John had already almost replied to Alexander's tweet, but I stopped him from doing so. 'We didn't need anymore problems,' I had told him. So needless to say, things had gone back to being stressful. Lovely.

~

I was sat in my small music room, at my piano. In hopes of clearing my head, I had walked into the room, but it was proving useless so far.

Upon messing up a note in the song I was trying to play for what must've been the dozenth time, I growled in frustration, hitting the keys. An annoying mess of dissonance filled the room, making me sigh.

Then, I was startled by a weird feeling in my stomach. It wasn't painful at all though. Confused, I placed a hand on my stomach. Another sensation.

The answer popped into my head a second later, making an excited smile cross my face. 'The baby kicked for the first time..'

"Your timing couldn't be much better.." I mumbled to my bump. "I needed this..."

I paused a moment. "John!"

John was down in his art room, finally having started a long-term project. He said I couldn't go in when he was in there, saying the project was a surprise. Reluctantly, I listened to him.

Not hearing some form of reply, I tried again, making my voice sound a little more nervous. "John..!"

I almost rolled my eyes when it worked that time. 'He gets so into his projects..'

Sure enough, there were quick footsteps up the stairs and John pushed open the slightly ajar door. "Is something wrong, princesa?"

I held out my hands, motioning for him to come over. "C'mere, príncipe."

John walked over, and once he was in reach I grabbed his hands. He looked at me, slightly confused, when I gently rested his hands on my bump.

He was about to speak up when there was a third little kick after a few moments, making his hazel eyes widen slightly but light up. I smiled when I saw some of the stress starting to disappear from his features.

John smiled too, leaning down and briefly pressing his lips on mine. He still smiled when he pulled back. "You're a little over halfway, princesa."

"Yeah. I'm.. a little nervous though.." I admitted.

John sat on the edge of the piano bench next to me so I didn't have to look up at him. "Why's that?"

"Well... I'm quite literally going to be.. delivering a baby from inside. A tiny human being.." I answered, giggling sheepishly.

John chuckled, gently rubbing my stomach. "Don't worry, chickadee. I'll be here for you."

"You're so sweet," I mumbled, cupping his cheeks and pressing a kiss to his forehead.

He cracked another smile. "Only for my favorite person. Or... my two favorites."

"Can't forget the little one," I giggled.

John laughed. "Yeah. Especially since they can hear things."

I let John sit more on the bench, squeaking in surprise when he pulled me into his lap.

He chuckled, leaving little kisses on the side of my face and making me giggle.

"You're so beautiful, princesa," he muttered thoughtfully, smiling when I looked up at him. "The guys don't even know what they're saying. It's only been good choices."

I paused. "Do you really think Alexander was purposefully trying to take a swing at the little one?"

John's arms tensed slightly. "If he was he has another thing comin'. Ain't nobody gonna swing at my family and hit."

I gently kissed his jaw, making him relax. Nuzzling my nose against his, he smiled.

"They don't matter. We have our life right here, and that's better than anything else."

"Mi princesa inteligente.." John responded. (My intelligent princess..)

I looked back up at John as he closed the little gap, kissing me softly. Placing my arms around his neck, he held me more securely.

Even if things were still toxic around us, we still had each other.