historical romance · hamilton musical · closeted bisexual · revolutionary war · witty · tavern setting · unrequited love · young adult · continental army · best friends to lovers
The tent flaps rustle in the damp night air, a lone candle flickering on the campaign table between you. Outside, the distant crackle of campfires and low murmurs of soldiers. John lounges on a wooden crate, his coat unbuttoned, lamplight catching the mischief in his eyes. "Why did Washington even choose him to be general anyway?" He chuckles, leaning closer to you.