Newtmas/Dylmas Oneshots

Stressed part 2 (Newtmas)

Newt was sat surrounded by the darkness of the bunkhouse he and his closest friends were assigned when saved by Janson. Thoughts about him and Thomas' "encounter" earlier today swarmed his head and the boy smiled to himself thinking of the tender moment they'd shared after.

Hearing a whimper from the lower bunk Newt assumed his lover was sharing these memories and making use of them, to put it lightly. "Lover, hm... I like calling Tommy that" Newt thought.

However Newt's idea that Thomas was enjoying himself was shattered when he heard that whimper turn to a sniff, and then a sob. The kind of wrenching sob drawn from someone who had lost so much so fast.
The muffled howls of Thomas' pain quickly became unbearable for Newt so he slowly lowered himself from the top bunk of him and the brunette's shared bed to see what had happened.

Thomas turned his head away from the pale wall in front of him to look at the boy tip-toeing towards him as to not wake the others up. "Oh thank God he's here" , Thomas' mind whirred when he felt the taller boy lay his body down behind him, snake his arms around his waist and pull his back to his chest.

"Thomas?"
"Yes" Thomas croaked, his voice straining
"Can- can you tell me what's wrong, please?"

Newt heard the boy sigh and turn his body round till his eyes met the dark brown iris' of the boy he cared so much for. Staring deep into his eyes Newt reached his hand up and placed it on Thomas' cheek, rubbing his thumb slowly across the skin. Tenderly pressing his lips to the shorter boys hair as he was pulled into his chest he asked again, "Can you tell me what's wrong please, Tommy I hate seeing you like this"

Thomas lifted his face, it being red and splochy with tears, took a deep breath and began to talk about all the thoughts which pressed his mind consistently.

"I'm so scared Newt. I don't want anyone else to go, to die. After promising Chuck I would take him home I knew I was going to do everything I fucking could to get him back safe and I fucking failed him. I. Failed. Him" the last words Thomas spat as if he was trying to get dirt off his tongue, his voice rising to a harsh whisper as he continued.

"And then there's people like Alby who was one of the strongest shucks I can literally remember, who got stung and killed because of the shit I decide to do. Zart. Jeff. Ben. They were all so young, all fucking teenagers, who lost there lives fighting problems I caused by simply being in the Glade. Its all my fault. Its all my fault..."

Thomas muttered the last line over and over to himself forgetting about the boy pressed up against him until Newt grabbed his hand, lifted it to his mouth and kissed it lovingly. The brunette couldn't believe how much he needed the comfort from a boy who was nothing but a friend less than twelve hours ago.

Newt stopped placing light kisses on the boys hand and pulled his head to his chest, he hated seeing Thomas like this and couldn't bear to look at his tearful eyes any more in fear that he might burst out crying aswell. Not really knowing what to do next Newt placed his hand on Thomas' hair, stroked his head and started to sing.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away"

Newt lay there in silence before he felt Thomas take a breath and quietly sing back.
"I'll always love you and make you happy,
And nothing else could come between.
But if you leave me to love another,
You'll have shattered all of my dreams"

Then the two boys sang together, the words aimed at no one else but each other.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You'll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don't take my sunshine away"

Newt looked down with his heart swelling as he saw the smaller boy finally calm and drifting to sleep in his arms, but not before saying "I love you, thank you Newt" his words barely a whisper.

The blonde smiled to himself as he watched Thomas fall to sleep against his chest.

"I love you too" was all Newt needed say before tiredness consumed him, he nuzzled his nose into the soft hair of the boy he loved and fell into the calmest night of sleep Newt can remember having.