Anthony Ramos x Reader • Warnings: SWEARING LORDY I am a sinner, extreme fluff!! • Authors Note: thanks for all the love for HTBTH!! • For starters, you'd had a long day. It was Wednesday, which sucked to begin with because it wasn't close enough to Monday that you could complain about it being the beginning of the week, and it was too far from Friday to be excited for anything. That put a damper on your mood to begin with. Second, you'd woken up late and didn't have time to get coffee, so you were tired and groggy throughout the day, which caused so many problems by itself. Thirdly, you'd forgotten about the monthly meeting, causing you to be publicly humiliated by your boss in front of your co-workers, and therefore ruining your day altogether. The fact that your best friends had canceled on you tonight for your usual girls night was the icing on the cake. So yeah, you'd had a long day. You were eager to get home and just relax, and chill out for once. However, New York traffic was always unforgiving, and today was no exception. Traffic was bumper to bumper, and it seemed as though every driver on that freeway simultaneously forgot how to fucking drive a damn car. You had honked your horn too many times in one minute, and you banged your head against your steering wheel as the traffic left you and a line of cars completely stopped. You hadn't ever met a driver on the road that didn't leave you on the brink of a fit of road rage, but the asshole next to you topped all of them. They were attempting to squeeze into your lane without using a blinker, causing you to slam on your brakes with a loud screech. "What the fuck you bitch!" You screamed as the driver sped up ahead of you. "Motherfu-" You pressed on the brakes again as the car stopped suddenly, and you leaned on the horn for a good 10 seconds. You flipped off the car as traffic eventually cleared up, and you sped past them in your pursuit towards home. Hardly noticing that the driver was behind you, you drove 15 minutes to your house, before pulling into the driveway and exiting your car. You heard a melodic laugh beside you, and you turned and suppressed a cry of embarrassment. The driver, whom you had flipped off and screamed at, lived RIGHT next door to you, and you couldn't be anymore embarrassed. "Can today get any worse?" You said out loud, and fumed. Of course your day had to go like this. Fabulous. Absolutely fabulous. ~ Your neighbor locked his car, and proceeded to begin walking up your driveway, making your stomach wrench in fear. He didn't look upset, however, just amused. "Didn't know that I had a sailor as my neighbor. Hey that rhymed!" You rolled your eyes and repressed a laugh, instead smirking. "I didn't know I had a neighbor who somehow managed to counterfeit a license." He laughed, and the sound filled your ears and left you smiling more than before. "You got me there. Hey, at least you have humor about it. I've been told by more than one person that my drivings a bit off." "A bit off?" You shrieked. "You almost crashed into my car!" "Oh contraire, my dear. You, in fact, almost crashed into MY car." He smiled, and you nearly melted into a puddle on the driveway, the fuzzy feeling of a crush blooming in your heart. "Same difference. My point being, you're a terrible driver and I'd advise you to stay off all roads until I see you, with my own two eyes, pass a driving test." He shook his head, laughing. "Anthony Ramos." He stuck out his hand, and you shook it. "Y/N L/N. Nice to have a name to match the driver." "Nice to have a name to match the beautiful face." You blushed a deep red, flustered to say the least. "Well, I would stay out here longer, but the weather says otherwise," You had noticed that it was getting visibly more chilly. "But if you'd wait a second longer then I have something to give to you." You shrugged, and gestured for him to go ahead. He raced into his car, and immediately reached for the center console. You didn't notice what he was doing, because you were way to distracted by his fluffy hair and adorable freckles to be curious in what he was doing. He emerged a minute later, a piece of paper in his hand. "Here. Open it inside. Until we meet again, Miss Y/N." He threw up a peace sign, and retreated inside his house. You waved goodbye, and then went inside your own home before it started to rain. You flicked on all the lights, eager to see what the boy had written to you. "Y/N, I may be a bad driver, but I don't have bad eyesight, because I was able to see the beauty in you. Sorry, that was bad. But here's my number, in case you're into awkward boys with curly hair and bad pickup lines." You scanned the note again and again, and you still couldn't shake the smile off your face. You grabbed your phone, and began texting the number. "I'm texting you now, just in case you're into angry girls with horrible road rage and an undying love for their steering wheel horn." You smiled, and closed you eyes for a moment, letting your mind soak up how your day went from bad to good in a matter of minutes, thanks to a boy with horrible driving skills and a fit of road rage. He texted back a moment later, an emoji immediately drawing your attention. "That's exactly what I'm looking for! Well not exactly, but you just described yourself and well... never mind. But what I'm trying to say is that you may have been pissed off with me today, and I want to make it up to you. Coffee tomorrow?" You blinked slowly, and tried to fight the smile that was creeping onto your face. "Coffee heals wounds. Hey, I have one exception. I'm driving." You could practically here the laughter from next door, and you awaited a reply. "I planned on being a cheesy gentleman and driving for you, but equality calls, so I'll let you answer this one ;)" You smugly grinned, and texted back. "I'll be over at 8:00. Be ready when I get there because I don't plan on waiting :)" "Affirmative." You rolled your eyes and laughed at his dorky comments, and shut off your phone and tuned into your current Netflix series that you couldn't get enough of. ~ The next morning, you slammed the snooze button on your alarm at 6:00, then remembering where you had to be in 2 hours and jumped out of bed. You showered and dried your hair in record time, though you somehow managed to shave your legs. Hey, you went all out for him. You winged your eyeliner and put on a dark red lipstick, then got dressed in your work attire to meet Anthony in exactly 10 minutes. You zipped up your jacket, and put on your heels as you stepped outside into the cold New York winter day, and began the short trek to Anthony's house. You sat waiting at the door, staring at your phone, then, at exactly 8:00, rang the doorbell. To your surprise, Anthony opened the door before you'd take your finger off the doorbell, causing you to jump back in shock. "Jesus fuck. Don't scare me like that." You said as your heartbeat slowed down. "That almost scared me as much as the thought of you driving me around." He laughed and followed you to your car, hopping in the passenger seat as you drove to the coffee shop. ~ "So," He started as you sat down at a table. "Why, in all my years of living at that house, have I never noticed you?" You rolled your eyes. "I moved here 10 months ago. I'm pretty new to the neighborhood and to New York City in general." He raised his eyebrows. "You mean you didn't grow up here?" "Nope. It's peaceful where I come from. It's called quiet." He smirked. "I just thought, by the way you drive, that you had always been around here." You smacked his arm, and smiled. Anthony was a very animated person, always smiling or laughing, telling you stories and making you laugh. It was a change from your usual morning gloom, which was nice, for once. You exited the coffee shop together, and he shyly took your hand. You laced your fingers with his, and repressed a smile from bursting onto your face. You walked back to your car, and drove him back to his house. "Thanks Y/N. I had a lot of fun today. In fact," He glanced up at you. "I'd like to do it again sometime. Tonight, if you're free." Your heart leaped again, and you nodded. "When and where?" "How do I tell you this..." He was silent for a moment, then spoke. "Well, I'm an actor in a musical. It's called Hamilton, and I want you to come see it. You don't have to, of course-" "I'd love too. What time?" He smiled, relief apparent on his face. "7:00 tonight, at the Richard Rogers. Be there at 5:30 and I'll let you in." You smiled. "Perfect. I can't wait. See you then." You waved, and he disappeared inside his house, leaving you to drive to work, giddy with happiness and impatient with excitement. ~ You jumped to your feet, clapping, as the theater thundered with applause. You hadn't seen a better Broadway show ever, and you were so incredibly proud of Anthony. As soon as he exited the stage, you jumped in his arms. "That was so amazing Ant! You're so talented oh my god!" He laughed as he hugged you back, and led you to his dressing room. "Yeah, well, I try to impress the ladies." You rolled your eyes. "Sorry, I meant 'lady.'" You heart did somersaults all over you chest, leaving you dazed with complete adoration for him. "Thanks for bringing me tonight. I had such a good time, and it was so amazing to see such talented people come together to sing about a founding father." He laughed. "Just doing my job. And I got to see you in the audience, so it was a 10x better show tonight than any other night." You blushed, and felt Anthony's arms circle around your middle. "Thanks for coming tonight, for even giving me a chance. You're more than I deserve-" You cut him off by pressing your lips against his, feeling warmth flood your body as he brought his head closer to yours. You giggled when you pulled back, and he put an arm around you shoulders, leading you out of the room. "I'm skipping stage door tonight. I have better things to be doing." You raised an eyebrow, and smirked as he led you through the theater and out the door. ~ 3 years later, you watched as Ant took his final bows as Philip Hamilton/John Laurens. It had been an incredible ride for you and him both, an endless plethora of happy memories shared in this theater. To your surprise, the cast members handed Ant a microphone, and stepped back from him. "Hey y'all. As most of you know, tonight is my last show here." The applause seemed endless, but they finally ceased so he could continue. "It's been an amazing journey, all these years working with so many talented people, I wish I could stay forever. But I've gotta pass on the torch, and besides, I have something really important that I promised myself I wouldn't do till the day I decided to leave Hamilton. So, here we go." He took a deep breath, and then spoke. "Y/N, can you come onto the stage?" You were utterly confused, and then you were being dragged onstage by Carleigh and Thayne. They stopped you in front of Anthony, and he smiled at you as he kissed your head. "Hey." "Hey. Ant, what is all this...?" "Just wait." He addressed the audience again as they finally quieted down from the cheers. "This is Y/N. She's been my girlfriend for the past 3 years, and it's been the most amazing, most enjoyable 3 years." You smiled shyly, and waved at the audience. "She's the most sweet, the most amazing person I've ever met. I've never met someone who was quite like you, which sets you apart, and makes you special." You blushed, and smiled as the crowd awed and cheered. "We've shared so many memories here at this theater, and on this stage in general. You agreed to come here for a date, which happened the day of our first date, so technically, this was our second date." You recalled the day so clearly, and grinned as you remembered how nervous he was to hold your hand. "But before that, it started with a fit of road rage from this one and bad driving on my part." You laughed along with the audience, although his driving skills had drastically improved now. "But here you are now, from road rage to center stage. Which is why," He pulled a box out of his pocket, and got down on one knee in front of you. You gasped and felt your eyes tearing up. "Y/N, you've been my number one girl for 3 years now. You're charismatic, beautiful, hilarious, and caring all in one package. What else could I ask for? I know you're mine, but I want that to be forever. Will you marry me?" You nodded vigorously, and tackled him in a kiss. You laughed through the tears, and smiled down at him. "From road rage to center stage, huh? I'm going to quote you from the first thing you said to me, hey that rhymed!"
