Can we take a moment for Lafayette’s fabulous shojo manga eyes effect and his four gracious extra curled up powdered wig’s hair rolls, making him looks like the pure and innocent baby sheep that he is? Just ｂｅａｕｔｉｆｕｌ～
Anonymous said: OKAY so ive had this idea for a while, but i dont think i could do it justice. So Gwash (or ham, whoever you prefer) and the crew™ get back from the war and reader greets him with a huge hug and a kiss and tears but no one knows that hes in a relationship so theyre all #shook
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A/N: I’m so sorry I took so long. Been having a really bad few days, today was no different, but this was so fluffy that I just had to do it. I’m still practicing on the canon-era language so it might not be great there, but still, I hope you like it and that I didn’t butcher your idea!
“And who might you be, darling?” he drawled, leaning casually against the bar. She frowned and swallowed hard.
“My name’s Y/N,” she replied. “Who are you?”
“Thomas Jefferson.” He looked her up and down and she narrowed her eyes.
Suddenly, the girl’s friend swooped down. Thomas identified her as a beta immediately and crossed his arms, smirking.
“Two lovely women at once? How lucky I must be.”
Y/N frowned at his words and opened her mouth to speak, but the beta pushed her back. “Get away from her, Jefferson.”
“Is that any way to treat an alpha?” Thomas sneered, leaning closer to the girls. The beta blushed but Y/N, a headstrong omega, stepped forward.
“If you don’t back off right now-”
She bit her lip, considering her options- she could punch the man right there, or she could let her omega instincts take over and retreat. She tried so hard to raise her fist but ended up stepping back.
“Sorry,” she mumbled.
Thomas’s grin grew. The beta friend, fuming, walked away, assuming Y/N was right behind her. Thomas had pinned the young omega down, forcing her against the bar. He smiled.
“There we go,” he whispered, his face growing closer to hers. She took a deep breath and turned her face away. “I can tell you aren’t taken, darling, don’t try and lie to me.”
“Get- get away from me.”
“And why should I?”
Suddenly, large hands grabbed Thomas and pulled him back.
“Because, mon ami, if you don’t back away right now, you’ll have me to deal with.”
Y/N let out a sigh of relief as Lafayette pushed away the intruding alpha. He locked eyes with Thomas, his good friend, who he had also had many issues with. Jefferson rolled his eyes and walked away. Lafayette rushed to Y/N, lightly touching her shoulders and looking her over.
“Are you hurt, mon ange? Did he hurt you?” Laf looked so worried that she almost giggled.
“I’m okay now, Gil. Really.”
He met her eyes for a minute before nodding and kissing the top of her head.
“Mon amour, I’m sorry I didn’t get there sooner- I just-”
She placed her hand on his cheek, her touch so soft and sweet that he melted a bit. She laughed at the tickle of his stubble on her hand.
“I’m fine, Laf. Thank you for saving me. Are you okay?”
He inhaled and nodded again. “Oui.”
“You’re the best friend, Laf,” she told him, lacing her fingers with his. He protectively placed a hand on the small of her back, guiding her away from the bar and towards the door. She was telling the truth- Laf and his friends were the best people in her life. She’d be lying if she said her feelings for the Frenchman didn’t go beyond friendship, but she knew she would have to wait for him to tell her of his feelings first. Y/N thought he had everything she wanted in an alpha- he was kind, sweet, smart, and passionate- what she looked for in a partner. And as an alpha, he would never make his omega feel inferior to him. Lafayette believed in rights for betas and omegas and would treat any partner as his equal.
As a friend, he was the greatest she had ever had.
“Ready to go, mon ange?”
Y/N nodded stiffly. He wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulled her into his car, opening the door for her and doing her seatbelt despite her giggling protests. He got in next to her and started the car, squeezing her hand one last time.
“Oui?” he replied nonchalantly, focused on the road.
“I love you,” she said bluntly, watching with a blush and a small smile as he nodded and then did a double-take.
Y/N shrugged, although he couldn’t see her. “I love you. I want to be with you.”
Laf took a deep breath, chuckling. “At least give me some time to adjust, N/N. Je’ taime, Y/N. I love you.”
He smelled her scent then, and it was beautiful- it was her shampoo, her perfume, the laundry detergent she used on her jeans. It was beautiful and happy and so filled with joy that he smiled, too.
“Thank you, Thomas,” he whispered under his breath. She heard him, however, and giggled.
I would just like to mention that Hamilton’s great-grandson said “The gay trio to which Hamilton and Laurens belonged was made complete by Lafayette.” So LafLams was canon. And more than that Laurens was apparently the most masculine out of all of them like, Hamilton was recalled by his fellow soldiers as being somewhat feminine and Lafayette was just straight up gay, but John freaking Laurens was masculine af. The only reason anybody knows anything about his being gay is because of Ham’s letters. AND TECHNICALLY Lams is just speculation, according to Ron Chernow, the man who wrote the book that inspired our dear Manuel to create Hamilton, it is more likely that Laf and Ham had a relationship than Laurens and Ham. I Ship Lams more than anything but can we please acknowledge the fact the Lafayette was HELLA GAY.
TL;DR- LAFAYETTE WAS GAY AF AND LAFLAMS WAS PROBABLY CANON