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Laurens wakes up to the sun glaring in his eyes. He grimaces at the blinding sunlight as he rolls over to his other side, where hamilton still lies.
Laurens smiles fondly at his dear boy who’s face is buried in the pillow, he strokes away several stray red curls and grins widely as the morning sun lights up all the best features of his face.
“Beautiful as always” he mutters under his breath, pressing a gentle kiss to his
Hamilton stirs a little but thankfully falls back into his sleep. Laurens slowly shuffles out of bed and dresses quietly as he can.
Once he has his shirt and breeches on he takes a chance to look outside.
The encampment is coated in a thick white blanket of snow, it is mostly untouched besides a few footprints, hoofprints and cart tracks from the soldiers in the camp doing their morning duties.
Laurens pulls on his waistcoat and buttons it up.
“Lads!” a well familiar voice calls from downstairs, Harrison. “Get yer boots on and get down here! Its christmas!”
Laurens scrambles with his hands and bushes the final buttons into their holes and pulling out his shirt ruffles so they are all puffed up.
Hamilton shuffles out of bed, rubbing his tired eyes with the back of his hand to block out the obnoxious sunlight “good morning john” he croaks out tiredly
“Mornin’ dear boy” laurens grins over his shoulder at hamilton who sits up trying to compose himself
Hamilton glances around the room “what time is it jack?”
“No idea little lion.”
Hamilton chuckles softly “great to know jack, great to know”
“Look Hamilton!” laurens gestures to the window.
“Snow!” Hamiltons eyes light up as he peeks out “how nice!”
“Isnt it?” Laurens smiles widely “anyways Hammie, you better get dressed, im ready to go, and you dont even have your breeches on, hurry up!”
Hamilton looks down at himself and his freckled cheeks glow a warm pink “right, just give me a moment”
Laurens grabs his coat and leaves the roon to give hamilton his privacy, he races down the stairs.
All the aides sit around the office which is decorated with pine tree branches and other little things, a mistletoe is in the doorway and its all set up all cozy like
“Tench!” Laurens cries out to the strawberry blonde “Happy birthday!”
Tilghman flushes red “thanks Laurens! Happy christmas to you!”
“Tench!” a voice shrieks, tilghman is knocked off balance by an overly excited Meade “Oh my goodness happy birthday and merry christmas my friend!”
“Kidder! Thank you!” tilghman smiles fondly at his friend who presses a platonic kiss on his lips causing him to giggle like a child
“Meade!” Tilghman squeals excitedly.
The other aides smile and chuckle fondly as they observe the silly banter between the two.
Laurens is taken by surprise when someone pecks him on the cheek
He looks down where the kiss came from, Hamilton, now fully clothed looks up at him with a cheeky grin on his face
“You were standing in the mistletoe so i only thought it perfectly appropriate” hamilton gestures to the little plant dangling above them.
“Ah, that appears to be the case!” Laurens glances up at the mistletoe “damn the sodomy law, we’re under the mistletoe so we may as well”
Laurens scoops up Hamilton and their lips crash against each others causing hamilton to giggle at the sensation
Tilghman and meade get up and as soon as they see hamilton and laurens making out in the corner they cheer them on boisterously
“Yes lads! It was meant to be!” meade crows
“Whooo!!” tilghman howls excitedly
Hamilton pulls away and smiles dopily “Ha guys! Yall are missing out big time!”
Meade snorts “really ham? Ye should’a seen how i practically launched myself at Tilghman, and how our lips connected, that was wonderful!”
“Ah you see kidder, that was an entirely platonic kiss, there is nothing like a good romantic kiss between two lovers you know?” laurens chimes in
“But there is nothing quite like running up to your best friend after a long night and kissing him on the lips, the bond formed that is just so strong that you trust each other enough for such close physical contact as kissing and yet you feel no romantic connection at all, just very good friends who trust each other a lot you know?” meade adds
Tilghman presses a soft kiss to his cheek
Meade squeals excitably “see? This is exactly what i mean!”
“Bro… are you sure you two are definitely not in love?” hamilton looks at them expectantly
“Of course not! Didnt you hear a word of what i said before? There is nothing quite like-”
“Okay kidder, we get it. You and tench are entirely platonic in your affections and you know what? Good on ya!” laurens shoots a thumbs up at the other two.
“Anyways the others should be here any moment now-”
“Ayy!” lafayette barges intovthe room “Joyeux noelle mes amis!”
“Its not even 8 in the morning and he is already drunk off eggnog” harrison smirks watching the frenchman scoop up his friends and kiss them all on all their cheeks
“I concur” harrison nods “absolutely pissed, note for the future; keep lafayette away from eggnog.”
“H-how many cups has he had?” meade asks concernedly
“One. hes a lightweight.” harrison shakes his head
The aides struggle to stifle their laughter when harrison says this
“Sometimes i cant tell if hes drunk or if its just his overly affectionate personality but i can say for certain, he is pissed and its the eggnog, im damn sure of it” harrison atares at the clearly tipsy frenchman like a disappointed father.
Lafayette crashes into laurens’ arms and blabbers on flirtatiously in french, “vous devez baiser tous les deux. vous êtes clairement désespéré et vous aspirez. c'est très évident.”
All the french speakers flush red, especially Hamilton and Laurens, whom the words of wisdom are directed to.
“Marie Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier Marquis de Lafayette! Watch your tongue in this office!” Hamilton snaps “And dont you dare make such assumptions about us we are not-”
Everyone just stares awkwardly at the trio.
Hamilton realises this and shuts his gob for once
“Guys have yall seen the snow?” laurens breaks the awkward silence
Lafayette’s head perks up at this “oui Laurens! It is quite beautiful is it not?”
“We should go out in it!” Hamilton suggests
“Heck yeah!” Lafayette pulls away and bounces about like an excited puppy
“Come on guys!” hamilton exclaims
“Not so fast” Harrison chimes in “remember to take your cloaks as we dont want a repeat of what happened with hamilton a few weeks ago”
Hamilton grimaces at the memory of his near-death experience
“And you” harrison prods a finger at hamilton “take extra care, you not long recovered and you dont want it to come bach again do you?”
“You’re right harrison” he nods “i absolutely dont want to go through thst again”
“Right lets go get our stuff and meet outside okay?” laurens says, gesturing outside
~~~
The aides meet outside
“So whats the plan?” tilghman inquires
“We’ll pick our partners and then we’ll have a snowball fight!” hamilton explains
“Good idea” tilghman grins “kidder, im keeping you.”
He scoops up meade with his arm causing the other man to squeak in surprise
“Right Hamilton you’re mine.” laurens claims hamilton as his own
“As always my dear.” hamilton grins fondly
Laurens sneaks a kiss on hamiltons forehead, the latter giggling away at the feeling of his lovers lips on his face.
~splat~
A snowball hits hamilton in the face also hitting laurens, breaking up their kiss.
“Enough of the lovey-doveyness! This is war!” meade yells.
Tilghman has a snowball in his hand ready to throw.
Laurens fond face is now tainted with a sly grin strewn across it “you want war? You’ll get war.”
He scoops up a great handful of snow from the ground compressing it together into a firm ball which is about twice the size of Hamilton’s head and he launches it across the opening knocking meade off his feet and subsequently making him land on his ass in the snow.
Hamilton howls in excitement at his friend’s incredible throwing skills “Yeah jack my boy!”
Laurens grins fondly at hamiltons unbridled joy
Hamilton scoops up his own snowball, considerably smaller than Laurens’ one and launches it at tilghman who is helping meade up.
The snowball hits him square on in the butt and he topples over crashing into meade
“Woooo! Score for Hammie!” hamilton hoots
“Come on Hamilton!” tilghman whines “that was uncalled for!”
“Nu-huh Tench, you were just an easy target!”
“Children… literal children.” harrison huffs as he takes a swig of the baileys a time traveller left behind
“Come on old mannn” lafayette whines “pleeaassee let me go play with the others.”
Harrison looks up in surprise as lafayette towers over him with big glossy eyes and a child-like pout
“What the-” harrison jumps out of his skin “lafayette, no one is stopping you go play with the others! Im only not allowing you near the eggnog ever again just- just be careful okay?”
Lafayette completely ignores everything after ‘go play with the others’ and he just runs off with his hands waving about carelessly in the air as he races over to his friends
His excitement is soon cut off as a snowball meets his face as he races through the crossfire of snowballs and he falls over.
The snowball fight stops as they all race over to lafayette making sure hes okay
“Gilbert my dude, you okay???” meade asks, he is the one who made the snowball that is now splattered across the frenchman’s face.
“Oui- im- im okay kidder… just a little…” lafayette’s hand gathers up as much snow as can fit in his hands “cold!” he launches the snowball at meade’s unsuspecting face causing him to recoil at the cold bite that clings onto his face
Meade yelps at the cold touch and he is so ready to murder that damn frenchman “I will end you Lafayette.”
“Id like to see you try” lafayette taunts
“So you’re on our side?” Laurens asks
“HA as IF ” lafayette picks up another snowball and launches it at hamilton
“YEET” meade screams while throwing a snowball at not only laurens and hamilton but now Lafayette as well because he apparently is not picking sides.
Team Milde and Team Lams have a mutual enemy
Lafayette.
The battle roars on, snowballs are catapulted across the field as it progresses, it goes on for several hours, many soldiers and camp followers watch in amusement, some even placing bets on whos gona win the snowball fight
As the battle wares down, Lafayette is still not caught and the aides are still chucking snowballs at each other and lafayette, lafayette somehow manages to dodge all the snowballs and he continues pelting his own snowballs at the aides.
“mange de la merde, trou du cul!” lafayette yells chucking a snowball at tilghman, hitting him directly in the face and knocking him over.
“Tench!” Meade cries out as he runs over to his friend
“I-im fine” tilghman croaks picking himself up and dusting all the snow off himself
Tilghman grabs a large handfull of snow and launches it at Lafayette, finaly hitting him while hes distracted tormenting team lams
“HA!” Tilghmnan exclaims, bouncing up and down like an over excited puppy “I finally got him!”
Lafayette whips around shooting tilghman a hard glare “Va te faire foutre, Tench!”
Meade grins like an idiot, second hand excitement radiating off him “Tench oh my goodness!”
“I did it-” tilghman marvels wide-eyed “oh my fucking god i did it!”
“Tench oh my god! You did it! Hamilton gapes
“Oh my fucking god i did it! I got Lafayette!” tilghman shrieks
Lafayette rolls his eyes “yeah yeah, whatever you got me but i’ll get you back tilghman, just you fucking wait”
~~
The battle goes on all day, the aides relentlessly chucking snowballs at each other.
Laurens presses a kiss on hamiltons forehead before one final act of recklessness.
He races across the snowy field with a handful of at least 20 snowballs an chucking them relentlessly at meade, tilghman and lafayette.
He charges through the battlefield without a care in the world, snowballs flying left, right and center, laurens dodging every single one.
He goes to launch his final snowball at meade when something hits him in his back.
Something soft..
Something cold…
Laurens topples over, crashing face first into the snow.
“Jack!” hamilton cries out, running over to laurens who lies in the snow
Laurens groans, rolling onto his side “i have been hit, i am a dead man!”
“Laurens no!” hamilton shrieks, kneeling at his side.
“Yes alexander… i-i” laurens croaks out
“Jack my dear, save your breath, i’ll take you to the medical tent” hamilton squeezes laurens’ hand choking back a sob
Laurens shakes his head “i love you my dear boy…”
his words trail off as he closes his eyes and goes limp. [A/N hes faking it lmao]
Hamilton scoops his lover up in his arms and screams “jack! Nooooo!!”
Everyone stares at the duo.
Hamilton glares at Lafayette who stands behind him and laurens “you.”
He sets laurens back down and charges at the frenchman, scooping up snowballs and launching them at him while screaming bloody murder
Lafayette realises that he is essentially fucked and runs off as wast as he can, hamilton’s focus dead-set on him
“You will pay for this, Marie-Joseph Paul Yves Roch Gilbert du Motier de La Fayette, Marquis de La Fayette!” hamilton shrieks.
Lafayette continues running as fast as possible as snowballs crash at him, eventually falling to a bunch of snowballs that crash at him.
Hamilton breathes heavily after gaining his victory and justice for laurens who is now making snow angels.
Then a snowball hits hamilton in the boot, tripping him up and causing him to topple over into the thick snow.
“Whoooo!” meade hoots “we won!”
“Up yours achilles!” tilghman taunts.
Thats when hamilton, laurens and lafayette realise they just re enacted that one scene from the iliad.
“Fuck you paris!” hamilton glares at meade as he pulls himself back up.
“Im too tired for this now can we go back in?” laurens groans
“Anything for you Patroclus” hamilton flutters his eyes at laurens.
“Get a room you two!” tilghman grimaces at the mushy loveyness shared between team lams
“That we will my dear apollo!” hamilton has a sly grin on his face
Harrison comes onto the field waving his hands around “right lads thats quite enough of your greek mythology re enactment lets go back inside now!”
The aides run back into the potts house like a flock of sheep being guided by a sheepdog, that sheepdog being harrison.
~~
Anyways they all have dinner in the house and talk about their day
Lafayette is still pissed after the eggnog so he gets an early bed time.
The others also go to bed after dinner.
Laurens kisses hamilton on the lips under the mistletoe one last time before bed.
~~
The next day tilghman meade hamilton and laurens build igloos together
They have a gay old time.
ESPECIALLY laurens and hamilton.