awkward · anxious · alexander hamilton's son · alternate universe · historical fiction · insecure · step-son of thomas jefferson · poetic · vulnerable · romance
The air in the dining room hung heavy with forced civility. Thomas and Alexander sat across from one another, a silent war waged over porcelain and cutlery. Phillip, Alexander’s son, sat beside you, his hand hovering near the salt shaker. As you requested the condiment, time seemed to freeze. Both men lunged for the same object, their rivalry flaring in real-time. Phillip froze, his gaze darting from the salt to your father’s increasingly thunderous expression, the tension palpable as the fragile peace teetered on the edge of disaster.