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âMister President, thank you for inviting us. You and your wife have a lovely home.â Quietly handing a bottle of French wine to Martha Washington, âThis is for you, Missus Washington. Thomas got it from France, I hope you like wineâ
Martha smiles, taking the offered bottle, âThank you very much, but please call me Martha. May I call you Y/N?â
âOf course, Iâd be honored!â Taking Thomasâ arm, you follow Martha and George further into their large house.
âWeâre very glad you could make it, Y/N. Thomas said he would be coming alone when I first invited himâ George glances at his Secretary of State with a raised eyebrow, âWhat made you change your mind?â
âFunny story, my Thomas didnât actually tell me about your dinner invitation until just recently. Apparently he got into another argument with a Mister Alexander Hamilton about how I refused to come because I couldnât stand to spend time with my own husband. Thomas decided to tell me about the invitation, heâs only luck that I had a dressâ
George chuckles, âYouâve been surprisingly quiet tonight, Thomas, thatâs quite unlike you. Is something wrong?â
âNothingâs wrong, Washingtonâ Thomasâ eyes stray to you, instantly softening, âY/N has been explaining everything just fine, I havenât had anything to addâ
âThatâs a surprise, you always seem to have things to add in cabinet meetingsâ
You snort, âReally? He couldnât even talk to me the first time we met, didnât you almost break your wrist?â
âI dislocated it, darlinâ, when I tried to jump a fence.â
Both George and Martha turn wide eyes to your husband, âYou dislocated your wrist to impress a woman?â
âOh yes, he had to stay in his home for a month while it healed. I visited him, and we spent quite a lot of time together while he got better. When my father left Monticello Thomas and I continued to write to each other and eventually got engaged, we married in France.â
âYour story spans the world, my dear. Thomas is a lucky manâ
Reaching out you gently pat Marthaâs arm, âOn the contrary, Iâm the lucky one. My Thomas is the love my life, I cannot imagine another man as my husbandâ
âI love you too, darlinââ Thomas presses a kiss to your forehead, âIs everyone already here, Washington?â
âCall me George, Thomas, at least while youâre in my own homeâ George rolls his eyes with an exasperated sigh, âAnd yes, you are the last ones to arriveâ
âThatâs my fault, George, I couldnât find my matching stockingsâ
The four of you finally arrive at the parlor, where everyone is socializing before dinner. James Madison is the first one to notice you and Thomas, âThomas! Y/N! Youâre finally here!â
You break into a bright smile, âJemmie! Itâs so good to see you!â
James wraps you and a tight hug, âI havenât seen you in a month! You and Thomas need to come over for dinner some time, something other than that God-awful Macaroni and Cheeseâ
âI like Thomasâ Macaroni and Cheese, thank you very much, Jemmie. But I suppose we can eat something else when we have dinner togetherâ
Thomas snorts, âThanks for that, James. Glad to know you really love meâ
âYou just need to learn that no one likes that weird food but you, and apparently your wife!â
Before Thomas can come up with a retort thereâs a loud voice calling his name from across the room, âWell, if it isnât Thomas Jefferson. I see you managed to force your wife to actually come and spend time with you, just had to prove me wrong, huh?â
The woman by his side rolls her eyes and squeezes the small manâs arm, âAlexander, be nice. This is a party, weâre supposed to be having funâ She holds out a slender hand to you, âMy name is Elizabeth Hamilton, but everyone calls me Eliza. Itâs lovely to meet you.â
Taking the womanâs hand, you shake it quickly, âY/N Jefferson, you can call me Y/N, and this is my husband Thomas.â
âSo, youâre the infamous Jefferson, Iâve heard quite a lot of ranting about youâ Eliza chuckles, âIâm sure Alexander is exaggerating how terrible you are -â
âIâm not, my dear. Jefferson and I donât agree on anything, he can be a down-right asshole most of the time.â Alexander turns, what youâre sure he thinks is a charming smile onto you, âI truly donât know how he got you to marry him, I would have smothered him in my sleep by now. I mean -â
Clearing your throat sharply, your eyes lock on the smaller mans, âMister Hamilton, Iâm only going to say this once, so please listen carefully and keep your mouth shut until Iâm done.â
Thomasâ arm wraps around your waist, trying to pull you away from his rival. To Alexander it looks like heâs trying to hold his wife back from a fight, âDarlinâ âŠâ
You squirm out of your husbands arms, âYouâre going to keep quiet too, Thomas, and listen. I might be yelling at him, but youâll keep these words in mind.â Eyes locking on the shorter mans, you take a breath, âI donât care that you donât agree with my husbandâs political views. If everyone agreed with everyone else this country that so many died for would go to shit rather quickly. What I have a problem with is you attacking him personally. You arenât his friend, you donât even know him, and you damn sure donât know me. You try to make him feel insecure by saying that I donât want to spend time with him. The two of you can argue and attack each other politically all you want, but leave personal lives out of it. I love my husband, and I will gladly kick your ass for him, Hamilton. Heâd never physically attack you, he has too much control for that, I however was raised with six brothers and was taught to use my fists before my words.â You draw yourself up to your full height, and now look down your nose at the smaller man in front of you, âWith all due respect Mister Hamilton, back off my husband.â You turn back towards Eliza, âNow that the unpleasant business of this evening is taken care of, why donât we get a drink togetherâ
Eliza grins, having never seen another person lecture her husband, âI would love to, do you think -â
âI think our husbands will be completely civil while weâre away. Right, Thomas?â
Thomasâ lips quirk up, âOf course, love. Iâll be a complete gentleman, we wonât even talk about work. How old is your son now, Hamilton?â
Feeling that the subject is safe enough, you and Eliza walk over toward the drinks, getting stopped several times to talk to the other cabinet members and their wives.
Alexander sips his own glass of wine, âYour wife is ⊠definitely somethingâ
âSheâs amazing, best thing that ever happened to meâ Thomas canât seem to keep his eyes off her, even when sheâs all the way across the room, âI had no idea she was going to do that by the way, Y/N has a mind of her ownâ
âSheâs right though, I donât know you well enough to attack you personally. Arguing about politics and country views is another thing, those we make public. Our wives, children, and home should be off limits. Deal?â
Alexander glances up at his rival, this time with a smirk on his face, âYou know youâre totally whipped, man. She could get you to do anything she wanted, and you wouldnât even notice.â
Thomas just grins, âShe wouldnât even have to try. Iâd give her anything she wanted, and sheâd fight a war to defend me, thatâs just how she is. Once you have Y/Nâs loyalty you have it for life, itâs worth its weight in gold and not something I ever want to loseâ
âYouâre a lucky man, Jefferson, to have found a woman like that. My Eliza is one of the best women Iâve ever met, she kind, and trusting, and she gave me Philip.â Alexander glances up at Thomas, âDo you have any children?â
âWe had a daughter when we were first married, several years ago, but she died shortly after her birth. Y/N and I were devastated, decided to wait a little while before we had any more children. I hope sheâs ready soonâ
Alexander hums, âIâm sorry for your loss, Thomas. I wish you luck in having another child. I couldnât imagine anything happening to Philip, much less any other children Eliza and I might haveâ
âThank you, Alexander.â The two lapse into comfortable silence, watching their respective wives as they walk around the room, âThis does not mean I will agree with anything you say in cabinet meetingsâ
âDamnit, Jefferson, we were having a momentâ
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