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chloehamiltonn:

Lin x Reader Summary: So this is the beginning of a little Lin x Reader that no one requested. (Y/N) is seriously crushing on Daveed, and when she finally tells him, he rejects her. Lin ends up comforting (Y/N) and getting a bit closer to her. Daveed ends up fighting for her and she gets confused with her feelings and wonders if she had liked Lin all along….

Word count: 2,449  

Warnings: tiny bit of angst? Rejection.

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Today is the day. The day when you finally tell Daveed, your best friend of 2 years, that you like him. You were wishing. Hoping, that it wouldn’t ruin everything between you guys. You remembered the day you guys became best friends.

 —Flashback— 

You were walking home from the theatre after your first day of playing Eliza. A wide grin on your face. It was raining that evening, and you had forgotten to bring your umbrella. There were many days where you would have been pissed that you had forgotten your umbrella. Today was one of those days. It was the only thing that ruined your perfect day. You felt the rain abruptly stop. Looking up you saw a big red umbrella covering you. You spun around, to see a tall muscly man towering above you. Your eyes wondered up to his eyes. You then realised who this was. Daveed. The sexiest man on Broadway. “Hey,” you whispered. “Hi! You looked like you needed a bit of cover from the rain. How could you forget your umbrella? It’s raining cats and dogs” Daveed chuckled. “I normally don’t bring one with me. I forget that New York weather is extremely unpredictable sometimes” You said, pulling a strand of your hair behind your ear. “You were amazing as Eliza tonight. It was amazing seeing you perform. You’re so amazing and wow I’ve said amazing a million times.” He started to rub his neck. You looked down and giggled. “Thank you.”

—End Flashback—

You walked into the living room of your shared apartment with your bestie Jasmine. Realising that Daveed was already there, his eyes glued to his phone. You didn’t even hear a knock on the door or even hear him coming in.

“Hey Daveed when did you get here?” 

You swiftly made your way across the room to hug him. He looked up and hugged you before looking down at his phone again.

“Around 5 minutes ago.”

You stood there glaring at him. He didn’t even make eye contact with you. He was texting someone. You noticed as his fingers moved quickly, typing something and his eyes were stuck to his phone like a hot tongue and cool ice. It must be someone. Special. 

Should I tell him or not you asked yourself. You took in a deep breath and opened your mouth. 

“Uhm. Daveed can I talk to you for a minute or two?” You asked him.

“Sure!” He replies without raising his eyes from his phone.

“A-Alone.” You said quietly as you looked over to Jasmine staring wide eyed at the both of you. Daveed’s eyes shot up as soon as you stuttered the word alone. You never stuttered. Not even when you were nervous as heck.

“Ooooh!” Jasmine screamed as she heard what she said. Of course she would do that. Your roommate, your best friend knew exactly why you wanted to speak to Daveed alone. Daveed chuckled under his breath. Damnit he’s so cute you thought. 

“What are you ooooohing at Jasmine?” Your other friend Pippa questions as she walked out of the kitchen holding a bag of salty popcorn. You notice Daveed looking down at his phone again. He was probably texting the same person. Completely unaware of the world.

“Y/N wants to talk to Daveed alone.” Jasmine retorts in a childish voice.

“Haha Jasmine. Stop ooohing and leave them alone. Oh and Y/N remember, it’s my break day today, you’re on as Eliza today.” 

 You smiled and gave her a thumbs up.

“Daveed? Earth to Diggs!” You shout as he isn’t paying attention at all. 

“Hmm? Oh yes! What did you wan-” 

You quickly pulled him away to your bedroom so you can finally say what you wanted to say.

“Why are we in your bedroom?” He says as he winks at you. God he’s so lovable you think to yourself. 

“Omg stop. That doesn’t matter. Ok, I. Look I don’t really. Uhm. How should I say thi- Ok. I like you Daveed! I’m sick of pretending to be just friends I’m tired of you talking about all your new girlfriends. I. I just. Really really like you!” You blurted out.

Daveed put his phone in his pocket and sighed and stared at you. Hand scratching his head. You knew that that wasn’t a good sign.

“I-I’m so sorry Y/N, but I don’t feel the same. I hate that you’ve said this to me. I don’t really know where to go from here.”If only you told me this 2 years ago when I had feelings for you. He shouted in his head.

You stared at each other for a minute. Tears brewing in your eyes. Regret in his eyes. You did it. You never thought you would ever do it. But you did it. You told him. You told Daveed you liked him. After a year of being just best friends you threw a live grenade into your platonic relationship. And broke it apart. Ruined everything between you. You had been so cocky. You had always thought he liked you back because of the way he acted. Dammit Daveed why did you have to give you mixed signals! He turned around.

“I gotta get to the theatre. Uhm I’ll see you later.” He says with his back to you. He twisted the handle of your bedroom door and showed himself his way out of your apartment.

You broke down. You fell to the ground onto your knees. Tears running away from your eyes and down your cheeks. You started to cry and sob louder. Jasmine and Pippa ran into your bedroom both falling onto the floor to hug you as tight as they could.

“Wh-What happened Y/N?!” Pippa asks.

“Yeah what happened? We saw Daveed run out of the apartment! He didn’t even say goodbye to us.” Jazzy questions.

“He doesn’t like me back. I’ve destroyed our friendship. I’m a moron.. Pippa I’m really sorry. I know it’s your break day. But I can’t go in and see Daveed.” You whisper as you try to hold back your tears.

Pippa gives an understanding nod and Jazzy hugs you tighter. They didn’t want to say anything. They didn’t know what to say.

“You guys should head to the theatre…I’ll be fine. Just don’t say or do anything stupid to Daveed.” You say as you make your way to your bed.

“Okay..” They both say in unison as they kiss your cheeks and say goodbye.

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 You spent the next few days in your bedroom and you only got up from your bed to use the bathroom or for food. Jazzy knew that whenever you’re upset you just want to be left alone so she only came into your room if it was really important. But she always came in every morning to give you a tight, long and understanding hug.

During those long days you were staring at your phone. Hoping that Daveed would text you. You guys would text and talk every single day so it was strange when you didn’t get his texts.

*DING*

You gasp and quickly grab your phone hoping it was Daveed only revealing it wasn’t. Instead, it was Pippa.

From Pippa: Hey (Y/N)!! I know that you’re probably still upset about the whole Daveed thing but I’m suffering from a sore throat and I’m in desperate need of a break! Could you play Eliza tomorrow?? Xx

You sigh loudly. You didn’t really want to stand on the Richard Rodgers stage to sing and dance your heart out. You didn’t want to face…Daveed. But you felt extremely bad for Pippa and a bit selfish as you didn’t let her have a break the other day.

To Pippa: Aw..Sorry to hear about that! Of course I’ll play Eliza I’m sorry I didn’t let you have your break the other day… x

From Pippa: Great!! And it’s okay! Love you x

You began to doze off into your dreams…

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You woke up in the morning all groggy. Looking over to your clock to see what time time was. 10:00am. You yawned pretty loud and got up to face the rest of the day. 

From Pippa: Hey good luck tonight!! You haven’t been on as Eliza in ages! Don’t get the words wrong missy 

 You smiled at the text. Pippa was the only friend sending you cute texts messages to cheer you up. Well Jazzy is a different story, everyday she would shower you with hugs. 

 To Pippa: Thanks Pip! You deserve this break<3 

 You turned off your phone and made your way to the theatre.

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The 10 minutes till places call was being made. Quickly you put on your costume and headed to Anthony’s dressing room to find Jazzy. Daveed walked past you. You didn’t even realise. You didn’t even want to realise. You just continued walking and looked to your left. Where you couldn’t be able to see him at all.

 “5 minutes till places”

You sighed. You weren’t gonna find Jazzy on time so you rushed to the left wing, preparing for your entrance. Behind you was Daveed. It wasn’t really a surprise. It’s not like he was going to apologise. It’s not like he was going to confess his undying love for you. No he was just there because he needed to be Thomas Jefferson in the first song. Not your boyfriend. Not your best friend. Just Thomas. Jefferson.

Lin noticed you being a bit fidgety so being one of the greatest friends he is. He put his hand on your shoulder for reassurance and whispered in your ear.

 “You’ll do great, I’m sure if it.”

You looked back at him and forced a weak smile. Nobody knew about the “Daveed Incident” but Pippa and Jazzy. And you were planning to keep it that way. You didn’t really want everyone up in your business anyway.

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That night as Act 1 Eliza didn’t feel normal. You tried so hard to plaster a smile on your face for the whole show. It didn’t work. Your voice wasn’t as powerful as normal and you had to always wipe away a tear pretending it was a tear of joy because *Eliza was so happy.*

Act 2 was a different story. Eliza was horribly mortified throughout the whole act. You could finally stop forcing your smiles and blame your voice cracks on *Eliza being sad.*

You kept glancing over to the entrances and you always saw Daveed there. He never stood there when he wasn’t supposed to be on the next song. Every time you looked over. He was already staring at you. You made sure to look at him with tears in your eyes. Show him what he’s done to you. How much he’s hurt you.

You faced Daveed and sang the “How they perceive you. You, you, you..” With much more power than the other lines you sang. All you wanted is for him to say sorry. He didn’t have to confess his undying love for you. All you wanted to hear was an “I’m sorry” I guess he’s too proud to say it you thought

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After the performance all you wanted to do was go home to eat ice cream and just cry in your bed. It was a great way to end a day of seeing Daveed’s face everywhere. Everyone congratulated you and made sure you were ok, they must have noticed that you weren’t your usual perky - almost bursting out in laughter and not tears in act 2 - self. You went into your dressing room and quickly changed into your street clothes. Noticing the tiniest things. Like how Daveed’s things weren’t scattered around your room like before. Things have changed. So much. Just in a few days.

You opened the door to your dressing room and saw Daveed. You stared at him. Waiting for the two words. He was startled that you were there. Almost as if he was expecting you to be lying around and not already ready to go home.

 “Uh..I-” he said sheepishly as his hand started to rub his neck.

Just say it Daveed. Sorry. That’s all you have to say. You’re sorry. You thought as you stood there with your arms crossed, glaring at him, waiting for him to finish his sentence.

“I thought you did great out there,” he finally managed to spit it out.But they weren’t the words you wanted to hear. At. All. 

 “Unbelievable.” You mutter underneath your breath as you scoff and push through him. Making your way to the back doors. “(Y/N)!” You heard someone call out. The voice shouted out again “(Y/N)!” Unsure of who it was you slowly turned around. Lin. Lin had always been the friend you could count on. Whenever Daveed was away for anything. Or off sick. Lin would always be by your side. Even when Daveed was here Lin would always. Always be there as well.

“Hey! Why are you in such a rush today?” He says. There’s a tone of worry in his voice. Making you panic a bit. You didn’t want him to see you like this.

“Uhm. I have a date. With my couch and TV!” You said giggling. A wide grin appeared on Lin’s face, making you grin. His smile would cheer up a whole town.

“Mind if I..if I joined you? It’s a bit awkward to be third wheeling but I’m fine with it!”

“Sure! Why not?” you said, forcing a smile.

You really wanted to be alone that night as Jazzy was staying at Anthony’s house today. You wanted to be alone to just cry on the sofa. “Wooooop! Let’s go then!” 

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It was 10:47pm and you were both curled up on the sofa and Lin had already fallen asleep. He looked adorably cute in this position. Your head resting on Lin’s shoulder. His head resting on your head. You decided to grab your phone and snap a little picture for Twitter because your fans thought you were dead as you hadn’t posted anything in a while.

You tried to laugh quietly as you posted it on your Twitter with the caption

 @Y/N: 

 I’m not dead guys I’m here!! With the one and only @Lin_Manuel! P.s he snores if you guys wanted to know Pp.s Lin is going to kill me when he sees this. Ppp.s then I truly will be dead.

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 Daveed stared at the picture that you tweeted, he reread the caption again and again and again. He noticed that you both looked very close. Maybe too close, he didn’t like it at all. It was at this point. He felt the amorous feelings he had for you come back.

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REQUEST/PROMPT: “You fainted… straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn’t have to go to such extremes. for lams?

Length: 374 words

Pairing: Lams

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SUMMARY: pretty much the prompt 

Ayo sorry this is so short! I also did falling instead of fainting, I hope that’s okay :) Feel free to message and/or request anything!

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