Coat (Thomas Jefferson x Reader)
Word Count: 1634
Genre: Umm… diet smut? Smut lite? Smut zero? It’s not full on smut but it’s mildly dirty.
Request/Summary: Jefferson won’t stop arguing with Hamilton and you’ve tasked yourself with finding a way to shut him up.
Pairing: Thomas Jefferson x Reader
Warnings: Again, mildly dirty. This is also some really sucky writing… it’s not my day (read this and find out one of the reasons I don’t write smut…).
A/N- Yes, I do write Jefferson but keep in mind that I think historical Jefferson was an evil dick. I write for Jefferson from the play.
“Thomas Jefferson take off that coat right now or so help me god, I will burn it.” You told your courter as he stepped into the hallway where you were waiting.
“You know you love it.” He grinned, dipping you extravagantly and kissing your lips.
“I really don’t.” You tapped his nose once you were upright again. “Change your coat.”
“Please darling, we’re going to be late already.” He complained, pushing you out the door.
“And who’s fault is that?” You asked raising your eyebrows.
“I love you.” He said, leaning in for a kiss. You stopped his lips with your finger and he frowned.
“Not while you’re wearing that ridiculous magenta coat.” You said smugly. He sighed.