New in Town

Thoughts

Jeffersons pov/

"Thomas, I thought you weren't going to work for to long." Aaron said as approached the door way.
"Yes, I know.  But this is really important." I called back
I started to get nervous, I had an article pulled up about Hamilton.  As Aaron walked closer I quickly tried to close the tab.
"So, what are you working on?" Aaron said this slowly with a smile.
"Well, you remember Lafayette?" I asked, Aaron had shook his head.
"Well I'm emailing him about a paper we're distantly working on." That was a lie, I was emailing him asking him more and this famous Alexander Hamilton.
"Oh I see, why don't you come take a break. Lay down with me?" Aaron asked.
"Well...why not?" I called back. "Let me email Lafayette back, and I'll be in." I spoke out. The truth was I hadn't been working at all, just trying to find out small things about Alexander. 

"Thomas! I thought you said you were coming to may down with me!" Aaron called from our bed. 
"Yes, please one more minute." The clock had read 7:39 I've been "working" for hours! What was wrong with me?
Just as I started to close up shop I heard Aaron coming down the hall. 
"Well, if you aren't going to come to me, I'll just have to come to you" Aaron said sexually.
(WARNING: Small sexually activities go to Aarons pov if you want to skip this.)
"Oh will you now?" I said biting my lip.

Hamiltons pov/
I had walked into my new bedroom, the window gave a perfect view of what seemed to be Jefferson office.  This was either terrible or wonderful.  But at this moment it was terrible.

I could see Aaron on Thomas's lap, Aaron was facing him.  Oh god, I couldn't watch this...but I had to. 
Aaron started to suck on Thomas's neck, the window was closed, but I could almost imagine Thomas's moans. 
Jefferson picked up Aaron and took him into the hall, probably going to their bedroom.  "Goddamit!" If I couldn't see what Aaron was doing to Thomas, how would I know how he likes it?

Aaron's pov/
"Thank you, what do you say we go have dinner?" I asked Thomas.
"You made something already?" He said with a shock in his eyes.
"Well yeah, while you were working I cooked something.  I also invited someone over..." I said, I could see Thomas's eyes narrow.
"And who may that be?" He asked slowly.
"Well you'll see in a bit." I responded.

Hamiltons pov/
"Okay, do I look okay?" I asked myself while looking in the mirror.  I had a nice button down shirt on, and nice plants. 
"Hamilton you got this." I said as I walked out the door.
Walking over the their house I could see Thomas in the kitchen window.  I tired to look down, to avoid eye contact.
When my feet had finally hit the 'Welcome!' mat, taking a deep breath in    and knocking.
"Mr. Hamilton! It's nice to see you again, come in!" Aaron had said in his eager voice. 
I could see Thomas sitting at the dinner table with a glass of wine.  "Would you like a glass?" Thomas asked.
"That would be nice." I said.

It was a very awkward dinner, the  conversations were all about me.  I could see Thomas getting quite fed up.
"Why don't we talk about you guys for awhile?" I asked, I could see Thomas's face light up in relief.  One more word spoken by me and I'm sure he would have stabbed me.

Thomas's pov/
"Thank you for coming!" Aaron called out as Alexander left.
"Thank you for having me!" Hamilton called back.

"And, thank you." Aaron said turning to me as he closed the door.
"Me? Thank me, for what?" I responded in confusion.
"For acting like you cared about him." Aaron said is a soft voice
"Well I do care about him..." I said, but quickly realized what I had said
"No, no, no! Not like that. If anyone is going to fall in love with him it's going to be you." I said, but I could read Aaron's mind. If he didn't love me so
much, he would have punched me.
"Ahh, forget it.  I have to get to bed, I have to work tomorrow." Aaron said pressing his lips to mine.

While Aaron was going to go to bed, I was going to go into my office to "work" on some very important paper work. I could see Hamiltons bedroom light turn on.  If he was going to go to bed, he would have to get changed...and I was in the perfect view of it all.  Wait, what am I talking about? Do...I love Alexander?  That's suppose to be Aaron that loves him, but me? No! No way!
Unless....
But I couldn't hold myself back from watching him, it was as if my eyes were tied to him.  He looked though his drawers, he wasn't even here for a day and he already had his new house made into a loving home.

He pulled out a gray night shirt, and he started the undress himself. First with his shoes and socks, and then with his pants that had revealed while boxers. He then unbuttoned his shirt slowly, as if he knew I was watching, did he?

He then slid on his gray night shirt, and nothing else but his boxers, he then shut out the lights and mostly go to sleep.

Just as I was about to walk out of my office, I heard a buzz from my computer. It was an email from Lafayette, it read:

Dear Jefferson,
It's nice to hear from you, outside of work. I'm very much willing to help you, but I will inform you that Mr. Hamilton had called me earlier today, asking about you. I told him all good things, don't worry. I will tell you that Hamilton isn't fond of the spot light, I know I was at shock to. But if there's anything I can help you with, just give me a ring.
Sincerely,

Lafayette

Not fond of the spot light? Hamilton seemed as if that's all he wanted!

Hamiltons pov/

For some reason I couldn't sleep, maybe because this isn't my bed. Well at least the one I'm used to. But perhaps it's something different, something like....Thomas Jefferson. The way he acted when meeting me and at dinner, the way his eyes wonder...and the way he looks like he has a million thoughts flouting in his mind. Thoughts, what were my thoughts on Jefferson. Besides me thinking he was a dick, he seemed mysterious and unspoken. I need to break him, break him open and let emotions spill out, I know he's hiding something.