#reader x daveed

Story: the reader is immortal; she spends the eternity searching for her significant other only for him to die soon after they meet. The moment they meet he regains the memories of his past self. 

Reader x daveed 

(y/n) has recently moved to NYC after she got a job in a prestigious company. It didn’t take her long to get accustomed to the big city life and she quickly managed to fit in and build a fairly large network of relationships.  Her lively personality and charming looks helped her create millions of friendships along the years and this time is no difference. Soon enough she meet Lin-Manuel. He was a short guy with fierce brown eyes and shoulder length hair. They set across from each other in a little book store and happened to be reading the same book. The moment they noticed the book in each other hands they clicked… their friendship was meant to be. They would meet at the same book store and sit at the same spot and talk for hours and hours. He would bring her coffee and she would buy him different kinds of cake and sweets. They never talked about their work until one day Lin brought up the subject. They exchanged endless stories about their work places and gossiped for hours about their co-workers. He told her all about his new musical and asked her to attend it.  Being the theatre nerd she is she accepted in a heartbeat. In a matter of a few days she was in her bedroom getting prepared for opening night.  She let her (h/c) hair down, wore a velvety deep blue dress and some make up to enhance her natural beauty. She glanced at her reflection one last time in the mirror as she walked toward the door. Her phone buzzed as she sat in the taxi on her way toward the Richard Rodgers.

 Linny: I’m so exited...

Linny: I’m ‘bout to pass out

Linny: I can’t wait to hear your opinion about the show.

Linny: one more thing don’t leave after the show is over I’ll send someone to get you. You’re partying back stage with us!!!!

Linny: the crew is so excited to meet you

Linny: ok ok I need to stop rambling I need to get ready

Linny: wish me luck!!

(y/n): breathe Lin you got this. I know you’ll do great and can’t wait to see you. Break a leg.

Linny: yeeeeey I’m as hyped as a teenage girl right now!!

(y/n): I can tell. Now get your ass of that phone.

Request by @hamletyay  (thank you!!) : hello i'm suCH a mess for daveed rip, but can you pls do a daveed x reader where it's his last show & he's dating the reader & the relationship is serious & the reader is watching in the audience, then during bows he says "it may be the end of my journey in Hamilton, but for some things it's only the beginning..." and he calls the reader up on stage and you're like "??" but theN HE GETS DOWN ON ONE KNEE AND PROPOSES & THE READER SAYS YES & IS A FLUSTERED, HAPPY MESS & THE AUDIENCE IS APPLAUDING

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Also, two Daveed fics in a row (lucky you)

You walked hand in hand with Daveed down the busy New York street in pursuit of the Richard Rodgers theatre. The cool spring air stung your cheeks as Daveed practically pulled you along, practically rushing at a pace you had a very difficult time keeping up with. He was acting very different today. Tonight was the last time that he was performing in Hamilton, and you knew that he had to be anxious, but he wasn’t the kind of person who would ever show any sign of weakness or distraught. 

“Daveed, do you mind slowing down for a second? My legs are on fire and it’s not like you’re late.” you called to him above the murmur of the city, filled with the noises of engines and other voices.

He abruptly stopped, as if he suddenly realized his super-human pace, then began to walk normally. 

“I’m sorry, (Y/N). I’m just... really anxious.” he apologized.

“But why? You’ve run this show more times than you can count.”

“I... don’t know actually.” 

This was weird. Daveed was not a person who worried often, and when he did worry, he had good reason for it.

You both slowly approached the theatre and saw a small group of kids standing outside at the stage door. Daveed stopped you and took you to the side of the pavement.

“I’m think I’m gonna head in there now, okay? Wish me luck.”

“Luck!” you replied as you tilted your head up and pecked him on the lips. 

Instead of turning away and heading into the theatre, he pulled you into a hug and kissed the top of your head.

“You know I love you more than anything, right?” he murmured into your hair.

“Yes?” you replied, a bit thrown off. “Is something wrong Daveed?” 

“No, nothing.” he replied, unwrapping you from the embrace and looking you in the eyes with a smile.

“Okay then. Just try to relax and give it your best. I’ll be in the orchestra, 5th row, last seat on the left!” 

His smile grew even wider.

“I know. Love you, babe.”

“Love you too!” you called back as he made his way towards the stage door, beginning to greet and take pictures with the fans that were there. All of them only had kind words, congratulating him on his accomplishments and wishing him luck for his last performance. Some even handed him cards and gifts.

You smiled at the sight before turning to go into the theatre and take your seat, so incredibly proud of him.

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Daveed’s POV:

I stared at the little black box I had been hiding in the bottom drawer of my nightstand for about a year now.  I gripped it and let out a deep exhale, trying to wash away the stress. It had sat uncomfortably in my jeans the entire walk to the theatre and I had never been so nervous. But now was the time. I am so tired of waiting. 

I was brought out of my haze of thought by a sharp knock on the doorframe of my dressing room. I snapped my head in the direction of the knock to see Lin, leaning up against the frame. He was no longer in the show, but that didn’t mean that he didn’t drop by every other day to check on his show. 

“How’re you feeling, man?” he asked, arms crossed and a proud grin spread across his face. 

You chuckled and handed the box to him.

“I’ve never been more terrified.” you admitted with a laugh.

Lin smiled as he popped the box open, and gazed at what was inside, before snapping it shut and returning it to you.

“You really went all out.” 

“Well, she deserves it. I just hope she... ya know....” you trailed off.

Lin smacked a hand onto your shoulder and gave you a reassuring squeeze. 

“Don’t even sweat it. You guys have been dating for a life-time now; it’s been a long time coming.”

You couldn’t help but feel comforted by his words. Lin knew both you and (Y/N) very well, and if he thought there was going to be a problem, he would have told you. 

“Everything’s going to be great man, just try and enjoy yourself as much as you possibly can.” he continued.

“I will, thanks.” you gave him one last reassuring smile before he turned away and went to go tend to other things.

You let out another deep breathe as a voice came over the radio, barking that you were at the ten minute mark. You should probably get changed into costume.

You gave the box one final look before tucking it into the rest of the belongings in your workspace.

Here goes nothing.

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Reader’s POV:

The crowd erupted into cheers and applause directly after “Who Lives Who Dies Who Tells Your Story,” as all of the cast members gathered in a line on stage for curtain call. You stood up and screamed with the rest of the crowd as they joined hands and took their final bow. However, directly after, Lin shoved Daveed to the front of the stage, placing something in his hand. It looked like a.... microphone? He didn’t tell you anything about a speech. 

Daveed to a singular bow and the crowd roared louder, if that was even possible. He looked so happy, so satisfied. You clasped your hands to your mouth, trying to hold back tears as your love beamed center stage on broadway. He had come so far, and he was finally getting the due credit he deserved. 

He raised the microphone to his mouth and the crowd grew quiet, waiting in anticipation to hear what he had to say.

“So, as many of you may know, this is my last show in the cast of Hamilton.”

The crowd let out a huge “awwwwwww” in response.

“I know, I know, it sucks. But I wanted to take the time before I leave to the person who has been my rock since day one, and even before then. I would not be here if it wasn’t for her and I want to give her the credit she deserves.”

His eyes searched the crowd for a second before locking his eyes on yours and letting out a huge grin.

“It may be the ending of my journey in Hamilton, but some things are just beginning...”

Oh my God.

“Please, welcome my girlfriend, (Y/N) (Y/L/N) to the stage!” he called out, causing cheers and applause from the audience once more. 

People followed his eye contact and directed their attention to you as you slowly stood up, Daveed beckoning you. You shakily walked down the aisle and towards him; Daveed extending an arm out to you and pulling you center-stage as the crowd applauded. 

He took your hands and drew you center stage as the other actors stepped aside, letting you and him be alone in the middle. His eyes remained locked on yours and he took a deep breath.

“(Y/N)...” Daveed began as you heard the cast members squeal in delight.

“I love you. So much. You’re my light, my world, my sun, everything. You’ve been with me for so long and have been nothing less than absolutely wonderful. When we were broke, when I was unemployed, when I had no clue what I was going to do with my life, you stuck around. I know I can never repay you for that, but the least I can do is give you this.”

A collective gasp rang out as he let go of your hands, fiddled with his costume pocket, and produced a small, leather box. 

You clasped your hands around your mouth, practically unable to breathe.

“(Y/N), I love you and I want to spend the rest of my life with you.” he stated, opening the box up and offering a small, delicate ring that a glistening diamond sat in the middle of. 

“Will you-”

“Yes!! Yes!!!! Oh my God yes!!!!” you cheered as you practically collapsed and wrapped your arms around his neck to give him a huge hug as he remained kneeling. 

The crowd was absolutely ecstatic, whistling and cheering as he pulled you in for a deep, passionate kiss. Your eyes fluttered shut, and when you opened them you could see Lin bopping around stage and pumping his fist into the air. 

Daveed took your hands and helped you to stand up with him, unbelievably relieved and happy as he held onto your right hand, taking the ring out and slipping it onto your finger. 

The entire cast couldn’t contain themselves anymore, jumping and cheering, one running off stage then soon returning with a bottle of champagne, popping it and releasing fizz onto the stage. 

You looked up from the ring to Daveed’s eyes, both warm with love and appreciation. You were both beaming and you felt your eyes flood with tears.