Hamilton Characters x reader Oneshots {REQUESTS ARE OPEN}

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Keys: (f/s) - favorite soup
(Y/n/n) - your nickname

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Description: Your boyfriend James got sick again. And you take care of him. But what will happen after he
isn't sick anymore?

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Modern Au

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[First Person Pov]

I was making soup, for my boyfriend James. He got sick, again. And I came to his house to take care of him. Even if he says that I will be sick to. I finished the soup, and went to his bedroom. They were tissues every where around his bed. I gotta clean this later. I sat beside him, and tried to wake him up.

"James, wake up." I shook him gently "I made soup."

"Ok." He sits up.

"How are you?"

"I've been better." He wipes his nose with a tissue.

"Need a kiss? To get well soon?"

"No (Y/n), you can get-" he stopped talking when I kissed him.

"To late." I smirked.

"You will get sick."

"Even, if I do I have someone to take care of me" I cupled his face with my hand and kissed his cheek. I gave him the bowl.

"Now eat your soup."

/Some days later/

I woke up in my bed. Feeling worst than ever. I sit up, because I started coughing. After that I wipe off my nose. I probably got sick from James. I got my phone and I called him.

"Hello?"

"James, it's me (Y/n). I eventually got sick. And I need someone to take care of me"

He sighed "I'll be right there." Then hung up.

[Madison Pov]

(Y/n) just called me and told me (she/he/they) are sick. I told them to not kiss me, but no. I went to find some medicine. I took it and went to my car. I looked at my phone, and it's 7 am. I started the car, and started driving to (Y/n)'s house. Before I got there, I went to nearby (park) supermarket and bought some (f/s) for (her/him/them). I got to (Y/n)'s house, I wanted to unlock it with my spare key but the door wasn't unlocked. I opened the door and went in. I looked around in the living room, (she/he/they) wasn't/weren't there. I went to (her/his/their) bedroom. When I got in, I found (Y/n) wiping off (her/his/their) nose. Just like I was a few days ago.

"Jemmy, you came!"

"Of course. Why wouldn't I?"

"Maybe it's because it's 8 am in the morning." (She/he/they) looked at (her/his/their) phone

"Even if it's 3 am I would come." I see (her/his/their) smile.

"How are you feeling?" I sat beside (her/him/them) on (her/his/their) bed.

"Terrible." (She/he/their) sighed.

"I told you, you can't get sick from me.." I mumbled to myself.

"Shh, Just cuddle me James!" I tensed up, knowing that (she/he/their) heard me.

"First, I'm gonna make you soup. Then you'll get cuddles." I kissed (her/his/their) cheek.

"Is it (f/s)?" (She/he/they) asked with (her/his/their) sweet voice.

"Yep."

"...yay!"

"I will be right back, (Y/n/n)!" I said while leaving to the kitchen.