An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Down on his luck and neck-deep in a bottle, Aaron Burr answers a Want Ad for a caretaker.
He's expecting children and a dog, not Alexander Hamilton - possibly the only person in New York City in an even bigger spiral than he is. Aaron doesn’t move, waiting for the other shoe to drop. He watches Hamilton take a deep breath, his shoulders squaring. “It’s what the ad said. I need a caretaker. Just not for the kids. It’s me. I need you for me.”
“You.”
Contractual BDSM. Both Ham and Burr have shit going on so lots of feelings. Lovely scenes. Incomplete.









