Girl on the left.

2/3 fics of today (idk if I can get to a third one tonight though) but this one is a mash up of prompts too. enjoy!

303: “We have to pretend to be married.” and can you do one where they’re at an event for Graham Windham? 

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“The kids in this room range in ages three to five years. Most of them come from backgrounds where a parent isn’t around because of several reasons so they have to stay here with us during the day.” The woman from Graham Windham said as they entered the playroom.

Little kids were everywhere, some running around the room and others sitting at different tables doing several activities. The cast had to stand on one side of the room in order to not be in the way.

Hamilton’s affiliation with Graham Windham was long and strong at this point and today the whole cast had decided to spend their day off at one of their facilities to volunteer.

“I’ll split you guys up and the thing is to just hang out with the kids, play games and do arts and crafts. They just love new faces.” The woman starts splitting them all up and Jasmine ends up sitting with Pippa, Anthony sitting at the table across from hers.

The little girls in front of her start talking immediately as they scribble and color on the coloring sheets. Jasmine tries her best to listen to the little voices but they all start meshing into one. She looks over at Pippa who shrugs and laughs along with her.

“What’s your name!?” The little girl closest to her, probably not more than 5-years-old, asks. Jasmine smiles and leans down so that the little girl can hear her.

“Jasmine, what’s yours?”

“Like the princess!? Are you Jasmine the princess? You look like her!” The little girl turns to all her friends and starts telling them all about how Jasmine is the princess in the movie.

She doesn’t want to tell them no and so she just goes along with it, answering their questions and singing little bits of “A Whole New World” to them. The whole table is entranced with her and it’s all she can do to keep it up.

“Where’s Aladdin? Is he here too?” Another one of the little girls ask her.

“Oh yeah, he’s at that table over there.” Pippa answers her, pointing at Anthony. Jasmine rolls her eyes and shakes her head at Pippa, all the little girls squealing with delight.

She feels the hem of her shirt being pulled to her left and sees another little girl trying to get her attention. “Can we meet him?” Her little eyes widen and Jasmine suddenly can’t say no.

So she gets up and leads the group of little girls to Anthony’s table.

“Hey…” He stands up and she pulls him close to her.

“We have to pretend to be married. Those kids think we’re Jasmine and Aladdin.” She tells him and pulls away to introduce him to the group, all the little girls running up to him and start shouting and asking questions.

Anthony sits back down in the tiny chair so he can be eye level with the little girls, he ends up pulling the littlest girl into his lap and starts to answer their questions one by one.

“I think I like Agrabah better but Disneyland is cool too.”

“Nope, sorry the magic carpet and Abu couldn’t come visit today.”

“Oh, yeah, I wear real shirts when I’m here.”

Jasmine watches in awe and can’t contain the warm filling swelling inside her. The girls can’t stop staring at Anthony and honestly she can’t stop staring at him either. He motions for her to sit next to him and she does willingly, answering questions together and they end up singing and dancing with the girls.

When it’s time to go, the girls all whine but with little promises of coming back and a little bit of distraction from the Graham Windham staff, Jasmine and Anthony are able to leave with the rest of the cast.

“It looks good on you.” Jasmine nudges him as they walk down the halls, lagging behind the rest of the group.

“What does? Glued up hands and marker smudges?” He laughs but Jasmine just takes his hand and squeezes it.

“No, fatherhood.” She tries to gauge his reaction, kids one of the trickier subjects to touch, but he doesn’t flinch when she says it. “They all loved you, it was cute.”

All he does is wrap an arm around her and kisses her temple. “Hmm, you’re right,” He pauses and she looks up at him, “They were cute.”

Jasmine giggles. “Nice job of avoiding the subject of kids, 10 points for you.” She’s teasing but she doesn’t push him anymore.

“You’re right though, kids would be fun.” He gives her a little smile when she perks up. “One day, one day J.”

1/3 of the prompts today. enjoy!

386: You’re safe now. I’ve got you. (edit: forgot to add the second part of the prompt: can you do one where there’s a car accident but it’s not serious by one of them is still scared?)

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He gets the call in the middle of the night.

Anthony’s heart feels like it’s beating a hundred miles a minute as he races to the hospital. No other thoughts in his mind other than “get there.”

Usually on nights when Jasmine was out he’d wait for her to come home, wait until she was safe inside his apartment, and  safe inside his arms before he could even think about falling asleep. But tonight he had been so tired that he had no chance of staying up.

It wasn’t until he got the call that Jasmine was at the ER that he had fully woken up.

Breathing hard, Anthony pushed into the emergency room, sweat beading across his forehead.

“May I help you sir?” The nurse at the desk asked, calm and trained even in the ER.

“I’m looking for someone, Jasmine Cephas Jones…27 years old…” He didn’t bother with pleasantries as he watched the woman type in her name.

“One moment please.”

Anthony had his hands up on the desk, nervously looking back at the other beds to see if he could find Jas himself. But that’s when he hears a familiar voice.

“No, no I want that guy sued! We could’ve been killed!” It’s Renée, hysterical and yelling at a policeman.

Anthony leaves the desk, the nurse taking way too long, and rushes up to her. “Renée! What happened!? Is everyone okay?”

It takes Renée a second to register that it’s Anthony but when she does, her eyes soften and her demeanor shifts.

“Some drunk hit us on our way back from the party. They have Jasmine in that exam room over there.” Renée motions to exam room #3 and wordlessly Anthony nods and runs over to the room.

He takes a deep breath, scared to see what’s on the other side of the door, but pushes through anyways.

The breath he was holding in suddenly releases in the form of a sigh when he sees her.

She’s sitting on the exam bed in a hospital gown, feet dangling and kicking as she waits for a doctor to come in. She smiles the second he steps into the room.

Anthony makes his way to her, quick but not rushed, and he takes her into his arms. When he squeezes her a little too tightly, she groans.

“Oh sorry, I-I was just so worried about you. Are you okay? Are you hurt? Has someone come in to see you yet?” All the questions flow out of him as he examines her for himself.

He tilts her chin up to check her face then slightly pulls away to see the rest of her. Other than the gnarly bruise forming on her left arm, she looked perfect.

“I’m fine baby, hit the door of the car pretty hard though. But I’m okay. Renée’s probably making it sound way worse than it really is.” She chuckles, eyeing the door that Renée is right outside of.

“Pippa did have to get stitches though but that was minor too. Other than that, I think we’ll all live.” Jasmine jokes, finally getting Anthony to ease up.  

“Oh good I’m glad you’ll survive.” He presses a kiss to her forehead and hugs her again just as the doctor walks in.

They’re told that other than icing her arm, Jasmine had nothing serious to worry about and that she was free to go.

In the lobby, they meet up again with Renée and Pippa and decided that any action against the drunk driver could be dealt with in the morning, everyone too tired from the night.

Anthony and Jasmine wait for their Uber driver to pull up to them and once the car is in front of them Anthony opens the door for Jasmine. He watches as she hesitates, wrapping her arms around herself and worrying her bottom lip between her teeth.

“You’re safe now. I’ve got you.” He reassures, seeing her eyes lighten up at his words. He helps her inside the car, the two of them sitting so close together that it’s like their bodies become one; only pulling apart once they’re back to the apartment.

That night they stay on the couch, restless and unable to sleep. But once Jasmine does fall asleep, Anthony can’t help but watch her. His heart suddenly racing when he realizes that the accident could’ve been worse, that she might’ve not been in his arms tonight. But he doesn’t dwell on that.