forever & Always ~ thomas x reader x newt

Part 15: Our Time

I'm awoken by an awfully loud tapping noise, slowly my eyes flutter open,

I'm still wrapped in Thomas's arms, he holds me close to him, my head gently lying on his chest,

When I look up to see who was making all the noise, it was,

"Newt?" I speak barley above a whisper, morning voice still groggy, also being slightly dehydrated,

I gently move off of Thomas, trying not to wake him,

I make my way closer to the door to see my longtime best friend,

When I see him, he smiles,

I give a small smile in return, that is until I've realized, I just woke up,

I flatten my hair in case it was out of place from sleeping, "do I look bad or something?"

"No, no, not at all." He chuckles,

"Well, I'm happy to see you." I smile,

He blushes faintly, he turns his attention to a new topic,

He extends a cup full of clear liquid to me,
"I know I'm not supposed to but I brought you water, it's not much but~"

"Thank you!" I cut him off excitedly,

He smiles and hands me the jar, I gladly sip from it slowly, careful not to overwhelm myself by drinking it all at once,

While taking my last sip of water Newt speaks,

"How's it going with Tommy?"

I raise an eyebrow,

"What?" He asks,

"Nothing." I laugh, "you gave him a nickname?"

"Oh, uh, well~"

"It's cool." I smile,

"So, how did it go last night with the "slinthead." He quotes me from last night,

I look back to Thomas still sleeping, his chest rises and falls slowly, he looks so peaceful,

"Better." I reply,

"Good, you'll be out in a few hours and then..."
he sighs sadly,

I reach my hand through the bars and grab his,

"What's wrong?" I ask him, I rub small circles on the back of his hand with my thumb,

"It's just, I really don't like the idea of you being a runner, but I know nothing is gonna keep you away from the maze, not that I don't believe in you, because I do, very much so, I'm just...scared to lose you."

"Newt." I try to comfort him,

He continues speaking, "that night in the maze, I didn't know if you were coming back, all I could think about was that if you didn't come back, I wouldn't have a purpose anymore."

I admire him, a sad smile shows on my face,

"Do you wanna know what I was thinking?" I whisper,

He looks at me, making eye contact,

"I was thinking that no matter what, I had to make it back, and why?"

"For my best friend."

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