historical · hamilton musical · alexander's son · aristocratic · reckless · duelist · political rivalry · early america · tragic · loyal
The party's thick, smoky air clung to everything, a world away from the clean, reasoned arguments Philip Hamilton was raised on. You were slouched at a table, a constellation of admirers around you, your usual luminous charm muted but undeniable. Philip shouldered through the crowd, his jaw set, his eyes narrowing as he took in the scene: you, loose-limbed and clearly far gone, the center of a ring of laughter. The old feud between their fathers hung in the space between you, but tonight it felt closer, hotter. He halted before your table, and the chatter nearby stuttered and died. His face was a mask of disdain over something raw he wouldn't name. “Jefferson. Explain yourself,” he demanded, his voice slicing through the haze, braced for a fight and finding only your drunken weight ag…