Flames // Newt x Reader \\

~Hot af~

Eheh, fluff, idk what's considered what but oh well!

3rd person pov:

Both girls arrived at the bonfire and immediately the guys started catcalling. They were silenced by a look that both Newt and   (Y/N) gave them.

"Love... you look..." Newt fumbled around for what to say, trying to put his girlfriends beauty into words. "Breathtaking..." he finally said.

"Thank you Newt." (Y/N) did a little curtsy and then went onto her tip-toes to give Newt a kiss on the cheek. "Come on E! I'm gonna introduce you to the my other best friend!" And with that, (Y/N) was gone again. Newt was happy for her. She hadn't had another girl in the glade, at all. The closest she got though, was Min Min. But it wasn't the same.

"Hey Minho! Stop snogging My brother and come and meet my new bestie!" (Y/N) called over.

"Hey! I'm not snogging Thomas! Yet anyway.  And, you're replacing me!?" He yelled back. He started walking over to both girls. Thomas holding onto his hand and walking with him.

"No Min Min, don't worry. You're not getting replaced. But, this is Ela!" (Y/N) was waving her hands in front of Ela for effect.

"Nice to meet you Ela," he gave a joking bow and Ela returned it with a giggle-filled curtsey.

"Hey, do you guys know where I can get some of Gally's drink? And before you say anything Tommy, I'm off duty tomorrow morning so I can drink." (Y/N) said.

"It's over there sis." Thomas replied, pointing to a table near the bonfire.

"Thanks! Come on E!"

(Y/N) dragged her new friend over and introduced her to Gally and his drink.

"Hey Gally! Drinking competition! You vs me!" (Y/N) slapped him on the back as she got four drinks for her, and four for Gally.

"Sheesh (Y/N), you sure it should be four jars of my drink? You've already had two." Gally pointed out.

"Yeah and?" (Y/N) replied. "I can take it!"

"Okay, Newt, give us the countdown!" Alby would usually do this job, but Newt's had to step in.

"Alright... Three! Two! One! Drink!" And off (Y/N) went. First glass in thirty seconds, second glass in twenty-five, small break, third glass in twenty-three seconds, and the last glass in twenty seconds.

Gally was still on his third when his competition finished.

"Woo! I have not done that in a while!" Her words were now slurred. And she went to get another drink.

"Ah hah hah, no no no. No more of that now love." Newt said. "Time for you to get to bed."

"Fine mama noot, I'll go to bed." As (Y/N) went to take a step, she nearly tripped. Well, she did trip but Newt caught her.

He picked her up and carried her bridal style over to their hut.

"Oh and Ela, you can take (Y/N)'s old hut." Newt called over his shoulder.

Newt's pov:

I had to carry (Y/N) over to our hut. That's the most drunk she's been in a while.

"Hey Newt?"

"Mhm?"

"Did you know," she kissed my cheek, she stunk of alcohol. "That you're hot as fuck. And so am I! And so is Min Min, and E, and everyone in this bloody glade!"

"Why thank you love, that means a lot." Even if you are too drunk to stand. I kept the thought to myself.

"Boop!" She booped my nose. And then she giggled her sweet giggle. And then I realised, she had never had six glasses of Gally's drink. She's had five, but not six. The gladers had labelled what happens when she has a certain number of drinks.

One drink (Y/N): mostly normal.

Two drink (Y/N): loud.

Three drink (Y/N): emotional.

Four drink (Y/N): brutally honest.

Five drink (Y/N): flirty.

Six drink (Y/N): unknown.

But unluckily for me, I'm about to find out what six drink (Y/N) is. When I got to our hut, I set her down on our bed. "Hey (Y/N)? You okay? I'm gonna need you to get changed into your pjs, love." I said quietly.

"Noooo... you do it for me."

"What?"

"You change my clothes. I'm too tired to do it."

"Okay..." I had only done this once before, it was five drink (Y/N). I unzipped her dress and she kicked it off. I then went to get her favourite T-shirt that used to be mine, but now she sometimes sleeps in it.

When I handed it to her she was sitting on the bed in her underwear. She refused and said that she didn't want to wear it. And that she wanted to sleep like this.

"Okay (Y/N)," I got into the bed and she immediately assumed position on my chest as per usual. "Tomorrow, I'll let you sleep in and I'll bring you your breakfa-"

"Can you take your shirt off?" She asked.

"Wh-what?"

"Pleeaaasseee?" She begged.

"Why?" I was confused.

"Cause. Skin on skin ya know? And I feel like I'm going to have a nightmare tonight. And that Rip-off Snow White is going to wake up soon. And that something is going to happen. Something... hah I don't know what. Newt... please?"

I was concerned. I found out what six drink  (Y/N) is. She's multiple different things. We'll have to wait till the morning to see if (Y/N) had a nightmare, and if she did... then she could be right about the other things.

"Okay." I wanted to make sure she felt okay. So I took my shirt off and hugged her closer. "I promise I'll protect you."

"I don't need your protection. I'm like the four friken horsemen. I think." She paused to yawn. "I'm an assassin remember?"

"How could I forget love," I kissed her forehead. "If you don't need my protection, then I'd like yours please."

"Deal. I love you."

"I love you more." And with that, I felt her breathing deepen as she drifted off to sleep, and I hoped that I'd do the same soon.

I woke up to (Y/N) shaking in my arms. Her head twitched and she'd occasionally whisper something like 'no, please don't...' or 'you're  immune... you're safe...'

What the shuck does she mean by 'immune'?

"No... No... NO!"