Power
“Alexander, please, come in.” Adams smirked from his place at the head of the table.
Thomas was absolutely pissed besides him.
“You needed to see me, President Adams,” Alexander said.
“Ah yes. You’re fired.” John said passively, saving him off.
Thomas tensed and Madison and Burr glowered at the man.
Alexander was frozen.
“Excuse me?” He asked, head spinning.
“You. Are. Fired. Run along, creole bastard,” John Adams sneered.
The councilmen snickered.
To everyone's surprise, Alexander smiled.
“You forget, Adams. You have political power but I have people power,” Alexander said, turning to leave, head held high.
The council was silent.
Though Alexander was the one that was fired, he was still the one with the most power..
Thomas slammed the door close on his way into his house.
“Thomas! I made mac’n’cheese,” Alexander called from the kitchen.
Thomas froze. Alexander never made mac’n’cheese unless he had important news.
“Darlin, are you ok?” Thomas asked as he came around behind Alexander.
“Check the news right now,” Alexander responds.
Thomas walks to the living room and returns on the TV.
“...Hamilton makes a statement for being fired. ‘Sit down, John, you fat motherfucker.’ Omega Alexander Hamilton destroyed President John Adams with nothing more than a news article. More coming later,” The news woman was saying.
Thomas couldn’t help but grin.
“So, you like?” Alexander purred, sitting down on Thomas’s lap.
“Oh, yes, I do,” Thomas says, biting his mark on Alexander’s neck.
“So, the wedding is delayed till you become president, huh?” Alexander pouted.
Thomas sighs. “Unfortunately, doll.”
Alexander dramatically falls onto Thomas’s chest.
“I guess I could live as a stay at home omega. How cliche,” Alexander said, sighing deeply.
Thomas pretends to be in deep thought. “I suppose I could live with the fact that I could come home everyday to see a back talking bitch standing in my house.”
Alexander snorts. “Jackass. You love me.”
Thomas squints. “Do I?”
Alexander sits up. “Oh yes you do, bitch. You still got groveling for forgiveness to do and I ain’t letting you off the hook.”
Thomas grins. “Ain’t? Is my Southern slang rubbing off on you, doll.”
Alexander huffs. “If you talked less, it wouldn’t.”
Thomas laughs and presses a kiss to Alexander’s cheek.
“Do you think I actually have power over Adams or are you doing that stupid supportive fiancé shit,” Alexander inquires after they finish their meal.
They were watching ‘365 Days’.
Thomas looks down at where Alexander is sitting in his lap unimpressed.
He still opens his mouth to allow Alexander to put a piece of popcorn in it.
“I do believe you have power, Alexander. God forbid I do supportive fiancé shit,” Thomas teases.
Alexander huffs. “That’s not what I meant, idiot.”
Thomas rests his chin on top of Alex’s head. “I know, darlin. But yes, you do. The people believe you. And you have the Vice President in your pocket.”
Alexander tilts his head up to look at Thomas. “In my pocket? Thomas, I got you wrapped around my finger and then some.”
Thomas hums.
Thomas eventually ends up carrying Alex up the stairs since he fell asleep during the movie.
He lays down next to him and rolls up the sheets.
4 years. Then they get married in the rolling fields of Monticello.
The pair couldn’t wait.