Hamilton characters x reader

Thomas Jefferson x reader
modern collage au

warnings: cussing, rain and poor writing.

prompts: "you think you can kiss better than me??... you seriously think you can cuddle better than me?!" ... "come over I'll show you i'm better than you!" + wearing each other's clothes + rainy days.

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you were texting Thomas Jefferson a good family friend. it was one of those nights where you had absolutely nothing to do. you just moved into an apartment with a good friend of yours Aaron Burr. he was quiet and kept to himself but put him on the right topic and be will become aggressive and competitive. he cleaned up after himself and he was dating another good friend Theodosia
"Burr do you wanna rent a movie and eat ramen tonight?" you said calling to your new roommate.
"if that's what we're doing every night no. i'm going to Theo's tonight. she invited me for dinner. I can ask if you wanna come?" he said walking into the living room looking snazzy as hell.
"nah i'm good, remember to use protection. neither of you can risk having a baby in college." you said with a wink. you heard your phone beep. probably the stupid group chat you were put in because of debate club. it beeped again proving correct to your previous statement.
"thanks, there's pizza money on the counter if you're gonna buy pizza. we also need milk and food in general." he said walking out the door. you finally picked up your phone to see what the commotion was.

texts:

- 🗣debate club!🗣-

hammy: guys we have to cancel tomorrow's meeting Washington can't attend + some people won't be coming.

icecoldburr: okay, as long as I don't have to hear another fight that's cool.

(username): who wants to come over and eat pizza and watch shitty movies. Burr left me and i'm alone in a crummy apartment.
read 7:32pm

end texts

you look at your phone to see you put on read. "didn't need you guys anyway, I've got a tv I don't care." you said silently to yourself. suddenly your phone rang.

you: hello?
other person: yo it's Thomas can you come over I need to talk to someone.
you: is everything okay Thomas?
Jefferson: yeah just need help studying for the maths test on Tuesday.
you: i'm not good at math ask someone else.
Jefferson: y/n you're in a higher maths class than me.
you: so, I still don't wanna spend my night doing algebraic equations.
Jefferson: you're right I bet i'm better than you anyway.
'oh no he didn't just fucking say that. y/n l/n does not step from a challenge!' you thought.
you: I'll be there in 10 minutes tops, you better get ready to have your ass handed to you Jefferson!
you say then hang up. you grab your school bag put all your math materials in it, your phone, charger, headphones, and a book just in case.
you are two minutes into your walk from your house to Thomas' and it starts pouring down raining. soaking you and the ground beneath you.
"FUCKING HELL CAN I EVER GET A BREAK?" you yell at the sky and start jogging at a faster pace trying not to slip on your own two feet. once you get to Jefferson's doorstep you knock like a lunatic.
"Jesus Christ you'll wake my neighbors y/n. why are you so fucking wet?" he asks you with slight irritation in his voice.
"you asshole it's fucking raining. let me inside!" you said pushing past him gently.
"here put your stuff down here and then go to the bathroom I'll get you some extra clothes." he said taking your bag off of you. you mad and go to the bathroom.
after he hands you an oversized cream colored sweater and a pair of short shorts you just look at him.
"short shorts?" you ask him. giving him a slight smirk.
"you left them here after a sleep over with James, burr and theo. I never really thought I had them till now. you can take them back." he said walking away. after changing you walk out into the living room to see sandwiches, water, and study papers all around him.
"so what do you need help with?" you ask. trying not to look annoyed as the sweater was way too big for you, and the fact you look like a dwarf compared to it.
"well I actually got into a fight with the maths teacher so now he's making me learn the Pythagorean Theorem all by myself." he said chuckling and rubbing the back of his neck.
"you're an idiot." you said looking into his chocolate brown eyes.
"at least i'm better than you at a lot of things." he said giving you a challenging look.
"you wanna bet?" you said looking at him with a smirk.
"how about I make a list of things i'm better at and then you have to prove you're better. he said plotting his devious plan.
"as long as it's not sexual i'm in." you said ultimately regretting what you just said. he bursts rd out laughing at the innuendo you just accidentally made. he made a list of things he's supposedly better at than you and you began to check off items you already proved.
once you got to the last couple items on the list it read "kissing, cuddling, being more cute" you blushed but like you said before 'y/n l/n does not back down from a challenge!'
"you think you can kiss better than me??... you seriously think you can cuddle better than me?! come over here I'll show you i'm better than you!" you said with a smirk. you were
sitting on the couch unaware of your next move when he pulled you into a kiss. you kissed back harder and with passion 'just friends y/n just friend.' you kept repeating in your mind. but secretly you really enjoyed the kiss.
you then pulled him into a hug that turned into a huge cuddle session. you remember one thing before ultimately passing out.
"okay you win. for your prize you get me heart." you cuddled closer digging your head into his chest. all you could think was a squared plus b squared equals c squared. that brought up some crazy ass dreams. but that didn't matter to you. all that mattered was you were having those crazy ass dreams in the love of your life's arms.