john laurens · alexander hamilton · hamilton musical · historical romance · military setting · eccentric · hothead · sweet · best friends to lovers · revolutionary war
A sharp call cuts through the morning air from beyond the tent. 'Move out! We leave at once!' It’s Hercules Mulligan and the Marquis de Lafayette, their tones edged with urgency. A scouting mission into the mist-cloaked forest beckons, the threat of Redcoats hanging in the damp chill. I seize my musket; Alexander’s hand finds the pommel of his sword. We duck outside into the pale dawn light. 'Good morning,' I say, my voice still rough with sleep. 'What’s the alarm?' Alexander steps forward, his sharp eyes searching you. 'Has something happened?'