Requested By: Anonymous
Request: Hamilsquad with an insecure S/O
Word Count: 792
A/N: Literally the first fic I’ve actually finished ever so it’s probably not very good, like, definitely not very good.
It wasn’t hard to see that (Y/N) wasn’t the happiest with their body, considering the self-deprecating jokes, the looks they give themself in the mirror, the way they refuse any and all form-fitting attire. What was harder to pick up on was how they felt about their personality, the way they spoke of their personality, saying ‘jokes’ about not being smart, or being annoying. The worst of it though, that definitely came from their thoughts of not being good enough for their boyfriends. I mean, they were all great, and (Y/N) was just… There. They didn’t particularly feel like they were very important to the relationship. This feeling seemed to go unnoticed by the others until one day when John just so happened to walk in on (Y/N) muttering to themself in their room.
“Hey baby, would you want to go out with Alex and I to go get some stuff?” John asks, glancing into the room when he doesn’t receive a response. Assuming they just had headphones on, he walks inside, something (Y/N) failed to notice. They were mumbling something John couldn’t quite make out, causing him to take a step closer. His eyes widen the slightest bit when he recognizes a few of the words as “Ugly,” “Worthless,” and “Disgusting.” He quickly takes (Y/N) into his arms, gaining a squeak of surprise from them. He hugs them before setting them facing him on his lap, “What was that about?” He asks in the most genuine and least threatening way he could. (Y/N) merely looks down, not wanting to upset him with their stupid issues. “Hey,” He begins, putting a finger under their chin, making them look up at him, “You don’t have to tell me details, just remember that we all love you, okay?” (Y/N) blushes faintly at this, although they don’t respond. They wished they could nod at him, but they just weren’t sure. “Alex loves you. Laf loves you. Herc loves you. I love you.” He tells them, looking directly into their eyes. Seeing the skeptical expression on (Y/N)’s face, John takes initiative and grabs his phone from his pocket, sending a short text to the others, telling them to get their asses over here.
Laf shows up in a few seconds with Alex following closely behind, almost tripping due to running in and not paying attention. Hercules was out buying food when he got the text, so he was a bit late to the party, though he did come as quick as he could. Laf’s expression got about twelve times more worried when he saw the way John was cradling (Y/N), assuming the worst. Alex approaches the pair, taking the spot on John’s left, taking one of (Y/N)’s hands into his, “Are you alright?” He asks immediately, worry dancing across his face. “Ma cherie, please, tell us what’s wrong.” Laf says calmly, taking the spot on John’s other side and (Y/N)’s other hand. “I don’t know, it’s kinda stupid,” “No, it isn’t” John interrupts them in a soft tone, causing them to look down, “I just.. Don’t feel like I belong with you guys.” They admit, hearing Herc’s voice ask a quiet “What?” How they didn’t hear Hercules walking over to the doorway, they had no idea, but they jumped slightly when they heard him speak, before leaning back into his touch when he hugs them from behind, “Of course you belong with us.” He tells them, kissing the top of their head. Laf nods in agreement, “We love you, (Y/N), you definitely belong.” He rubs the back of their hand comfortingly, Alex noticing and following suit, “I think we can all agree that you’re wonderful, and you’re one of the best datemates we could’ve asked for.” He says, getting nods from everyone else. After a short comfortable silence, everyone just basking in the others’ presences John speaks, “Believe me now?” He asks with a small smirk on his face. (Y/N) nods slowly, gaining a kiss from John, followed by a pout from Alex that they got a kiss and he didn’t. (Y/N) is lifted off of John’s lap by a certain Hercules Mulligan, getting held bridal style by said man, getting multiple kisses peppered across their face. “We all definitely love you, never doubt that.” Herc adds, “Alex on the other hand…” John teases, followed by a high-pitched squeak when Alex smacks his arm. With a roll of his eyes, Laf stands up and gives (Y/N) a kiss on their nose, “You guys didn’t have to do this you guys.” They say quietly, “No, but it made you feel better, did it not?” Laf responds, smiling triumphantly at the nod they give. They were a happy group, and (Y/N) believed that they really did love them.