Streaks of light came through the dark grey curtains, shining on Hercules who was hunched over his desk with his face in his arms.
"Wake up sleepy-head!" Alexander's voice rang throughout the room, the tail is head shot up and he looked over his shoulder
"Why? What time is it?" he whined slightly, the door was nearly kicked down as Laurens entered flamboyantly
"SHOWTIME!" He shouted with a grin, poor Hercules had just woken up and was confused as heck.
"We're going out to see Eliza-" announced John, not noticing the flash of a hurt look on his friend's face.
"Schuyler! Elizabeth Schuyler, that is" Alexander corrected, shooting his boyfriend a glare. The freckled man apparently now noticed the hurt look on Herc's face and frowned softly,
"Yeah, get your ass up Herc, she's invited us over" he added, the tallest one furrowed his eyebrows together
"At....six am in the morning?" he questioned to which Alex and John had a moment of realization.
"Well-I may or may not have misread the invitation" Laurens admitted, pushing some curled locks out of his face as an awkward action. Hercules facepalmed and shook his head, stretching a bit before he stood up
"The things I do for you two" he muttered "What did I do to deserve this kind of punishment?" he asked, the Caribbean friend pouted a big and playfully hit the tall Irishman's shoulder
"Oi! You know you wouldn't be able to live without us" he announced, John adding a nod of agreement. The tailor looked at both of them, squinting his eyes before nodding
"Yeah, 'ts true...but I kinda feel like a third wheel every time we're out and about" he confessed, making swatting motions at them as if telling them to leave "I gotta get dressed, so, shoo...also, give me the information about this 'invitation' Eliza sent you" he requested, shutting the door after the two had walked out and nodded
Walking over to his desk, Hercules decided to text his girlfriend, she was usually up at this time, even earlier sometimes so he was sure he'd get a reply in a few minutes after texting her
'Good morning, Liza💚'
Green, his girlfriend loved that color, he'd sewn a dress for her once and it was the one she wore yesterday.
He wouldn't let the possible worries of their relationship startle him too much as he slipped on a casual gray sweater and some jeans, placing his signature beanie on as well.
Looking at himself in the mirror for a quick check, he gave a small nod of affirmation and trudged put of his room, his awkward hands stuffed in his pockets.
A/N: Ah, sorry for the short chapter- it's more of a filler.
I'm planning on taking requests to how Herc and Laf could collide into each other again- I have a few ideas but I wanted ya'll to feel like you're a part of this! so feel free to comment
Bye for now^^
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Cold and distant
Fanfic"I'm trying Alexander but he-- he's just so cold and distant! What did I do?" The one thing Hercules hated more than an enemy was Christmas, the jingle bells and the laughter of children once they open a present was annoying to him though it wasn't...
