safe here in your arms

In short, Thomas Jefferson realizes they have been time-traveled to 2022 and he is an anxious mess.

“Cheer up, Tom. You have seen one room! You may find pleasure yet in the modern age.”

So far the only thing that seems remotely pleasurable is that John is here to act as a companion. Thomas is suddenly reminded of their reality, back in their time. That they have not spoken to each other with such tenderness and kindness since their time in Europe. Politics is a bitter profession. He regrets deeply that he and John could never agree on matters of policy. Even though John gets the most heated during arguments, Thomas feels the most at fault. If he had just relented. Acknowledged that they both had the nation’s success at heart. Perhaps things would not have been so cold between them for so long.

“Thank you,” He says. He sneaks a hand down to grip the one John has pressed against his thigh. “For… calming me like an old friend. Like we have never held bitter feelings for each other.”

“I have always loved you, and always will.” John confirms fiercely. “You know that.”