I'm writing this because I'm having bad dysphoria right now oop, also cuz I haven't posted in forever. 'Tis Jamilton because I love this ship. College AU.

Tw: Anxiety attack, Dysphoria

Alexander stared at himself in the mirror, carefully examining every little detail of his body. His face was too round. His shoulders were too soft. His hips were too wide. He barely even had a stubble yet because he just started taking Testosterone. His mind blared words, and he couldn't get them to stop.

"Your body is too curved"

"Your chest isn't flat enough"

"You look too feminine"

"You look like a lesbian"

"You don't pass well enough"

"You look like a female"

In a blind fit of stress, he punched the mirror as hard as he could, leaving shards of glass littering the sink and floor, along with some blood.

"You're too weak"

Alex's fingers found themself gripping his hair.

"Female"

"Female"

"Female"

"Female"

"—ex? Alexander? Hamilton!"

He was snapped out of his trance. Hamilton looked up and saw none other than the infamous Thomas Jefferson.

"What's wrong?" Thomas asked gently.

"Oh please, like you'd know, or even care for that matter."

"Alex... I want to help," He tried again.

"It's nothing, go back to bed." It was currently 1:00 AM. Alex had been awake this whole time, his mind too flooded with thoughts to fall asleep. Thomas, on the other hand, had just woken up from a deep slumber. His usually glorious mane was now a rat's nest of curls and tangles, yet Alex had found that his boyfriend was attractive on every moment of every day.

"It's not nothing, don't try and play it off. You broke the mirror for christ's sake!" Thomas did have a point there, and as much as Alex hated giving in, especially to Jefferson, he did.

"It's my dysphoria... I..." Alexander took a deep breath. He hadn't come out to Thomas yet, scared of what he might do or say.

"I'm trans. I was born a female, but my brain was made as a male's."

Beat.

"Oh! Okay, I thought it was going to be worse. Come sit," He said, gesturing to the bed outside of the bathroom. They both sat down, Alex fidgeting with his hands.

"It all makes sense now. Why you change privately, why you don't want to take it one step further, why you don't go swimming—I just can't believe I didn't see this sooner! You pass so well!"

"So... you're not upset?" Alex asked apprehensively.

"Oh, heavens no! Let me tell you a little thing about me," Thomas leaned in for dramatic affect, "I'm genderflux, bouncing around from Agender to Cisgender all the time."

Alex gasped. "Really? So, you know what dysphoria is like?"

"Mhm! Now you know that you can come to me about any of your Trans issues."

Alex thought for a minute, before speaking, "What are your pronouns right now?"

Thomas smiled warmly. "They/Them please."

"Alright!" Alexander smiled back.

They settled back into their cuddle position, Alex being the little spoon and Thomas being the big spoon.

"Goodnight love," Thomas whispered.

"Goodnight," Alex replied, and they both drifted off into a peaceful slumber.

OMG I'M SUPER PROUD OF THIS! THE ENDING EVEN MADE ME FANBOY! AND I WROTE IT! THAT'S FRICKIN CRAZY! Anyways, i hope y'all enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! Please r&r! See y'all next chapter! Have a great day/night!