Newt x reader

Chapter Fifty-Three

You wake up the next morning in Newt's arms comfortably nestled close to his chest. You turned over sometime in the night, and you were now facing him, his chin resting on the top of your head. It's only when you open your eyes that you realize Newt had removed his shirt at some point during the night, your face is pressed against his bare chest, and his muscular arms are wrapped tightly around you, you sigh happily and close your eyes, content to soak in the feeling of Newt around you, and how safe you felt, even with the uncertainty of your life around you. A kiss is pressed to your forehead.

"Morning, Love."

"Morning, Newt."

"How are you feeling about today?" He looks into your eyes, a lazy smile on his face.

"I think I'm okay, I'm nervous about seeing her... do you know if we'll see her tonight or tomorrow morning?"

"Tonight," Newt says, "We know where she works and she's scheduled there until late tonight."

"Where does she work?" You wonder what she could have been up to for so long, and what her excuse will be for leaving you behind.

"A little diner, she doesn't live in a very big town, it's called 'Joey's Grill' and she works as a waitress there, and it's open really late so we don't have to be in a rush to meet her, you can take most of the night to relax if you need to," Newt brushes your hair gently out of your face, still looking deeply into your eyes. "Whatever you need, I will make it happen. Please, let me take care of you, (Y/n)."

"I will," You feel relieved to have Newt looking out for you, and you know that no matter what happens today when you see your mom for the first time in you don't know how many years, you know Newt will always be on your side, fighting for you. He leans in towards you and slowly plants a kiss on your lips the hand he has rested on your back moves under your shirt to press against the bare skin underneath, causing goosebumps to prickle all over your skin.

A pillow suddenly hits the two of you in the face, you jump away, startled.

"Get up Shuck-faces, it's time to hit the road," Minho, the culprit of the weaponized pillow strike, is smugly smirking at your reddening face. Newt throws the pillow right back at him with force, but Minho catches it effortlessly, "Hopefully the next Motel has more than one room, the two of you need to spend some time alone," Minho winks, which causes Newt to pick up both pillows from your bed and practically jump over you to pelt Minho over and over again. You laugh as Minho is practically defenseless against the double onslaught, holding up his only one as a defense for his head. Thomas laughs as well, shaking his head, but staying clear of the battle.

Newt stops after a minute more, and throws the pillows lightly back onto your bed, he stretches his arms up together, and you get a lovely view of his muscular chest and stomach stretching tightly, with a defined set of lines that descend into a V below the waistline of his pants. He catches you staring and grins as he leans in to kiss you deeply once more before the day truly begins, but that only opens the door for Minho to retaliate, taking full advantage of Newt's distraction to thoroughly attack him with pillows until a truce is called, and you all begin getting ready for the day.

Once you've all dressed and packed you head down to the car, loading it up and choosing to forgo the dimly colored soggy breakfast provided by the Motel, and agree to find a breakfast diner before hitting the road. After finding a sufficient diner, you all slide into a booth together to enjoy a comfortable breakfast, chatting with each other and laughing and having a really good time. Newt keeps his arm around your shoulder practically the entire time. Soon you finish up the greasy breakfast food in front of you, and Newt pays the bill and you pile into the car again, full bellies and a good mood in the air, you hit the road.