Newtmas Oneshots

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IK shitty title but you'll see for yourself.

AND YEAH IK I'M MAKING NEWT A FUCKING GARDENER EVEN THO HE'S NOT IN THE BOOK OKAY DEAL WITH IT

alright here take your cookies and enjoy this story

and sorry if the Gladers have different words for things I'm trying okay.

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Newt's POV

I slammed the shovel into a root of a bloody tree. I kept trying and trying to buggin' loosen it until I just gave up. I threw the bloody shovel hard into the forest, I sat down angrily with my back against the tree.

"What the shuck was that for!?!" Minho said, coming up to me.

"NONE OF YOUR BLOODY BUSINESS!" I yelled.

"Woah, Newt, calm the shuck down. Are you okay?" Minho asked, his palms of his hands facing me cautiously.

I sighed and said, "nothing, I'm just bloody done with this buggin' tree."

"Then take a break," Minho said.

"Alright, thanks Minho," I said, then got up and ran over to a spot in the grass.

This specific spot of grass was my place to relax. I could sit or lay down and watch either the Gladers or the stars. I decided to sit and watch Tommy.

Tommy was a pretty boy, obviously. He had short, black hair and chocolate brown eyes and a nice body, too....

Shut up, Newt. Even if you know you're gay doesn't mean you should have those bloody thoughts.

I sighed and laid down. If only......

I sat there for a while, staring at the stars and buggin' overthinking things until someone came over.

"Hey, Newt," Tommy said, leaning forward a bit so he could give me eye contact.

"Hey, Tommy! Come sit," I patted at the spot next to me and he sat. Although I am gay, I'm bloody great at hiding it.

"So, how was being a Runner today?" I asked.

"It was alright. We didn't find anything, but that's everyday," he replied.

"I'm sure you guys will find something soon," I said, patting him on the back as I was laid out.

"Thanks," he said, smiling and looking back at me.

We stared at each other for a little bit. Something took over me and I started to sit up.

I leaned over towards him a little and he did too and....

"ALRIGHT SHUCKFACES GO TO SHUCKING SLEEP OR I'LL SPANK YOU ALL. AND THAT'LL BE WORSE THAN THE GRIEVERS," Minho yelled, making me jump and lean away.

"Alright, well, I'll see you later," Thomas said, getting up and walking away quickly.

I sighed and turned to my left. I was so close, so close to finally bloody kissing him.

I replayed the moment in my head. I remembered he leaned in a little, too.

Was he gay, too?

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I woke up later and slowly got up. I waved to the buggin' Runners as they ran into the Maze. I watched Tommy talk to Minho, and jealousy grew in my body. I wish I could be a Runner and be with him everyday.

I sighed sadly and walked over to the buggin' tree I was working on yesterday. Another Gardener loosened the roots for me last night so I just chopped it over. It fell to the ground and I got others to carry it away. I moved on to the next tree.

This kept going for hours and hours. I was on the last tree and it was about time for the Runners to come back. I looked over and saw Tommy and other Runners come in and go to the Map Room. I didn't pay any attention to the bloody tree until Tommy came back. I smiled and looked at him for a little bit until someone tapped me on the shoulder.

"You going to work on the shucking tree or are you going to stare off into the distance?" he said.

I ignored him and went back to the tree. I kept trying to loosen this stupid root and yelled in anger.

"GAHHH BLOODY HELL!" I yelled, throwing the shovel on the ground.

"Newt?" Tommy asked, concerned.

"Oh, hi, Tommy, I'm just, well, um... taking a break?" I lied, fake smiling.

"That's not what it sounds like to me," Tommy said, crossing his arms.

"Okay, okay, I can't get this bloody root loosened," I said, looking down.

"Oh, I can help you," Tommy offered, smiling.

"Y-yeah, that would be great. Thanks," I answered, smiling.

He helped me up from the ground and I grabbed the shovel. I was about to hand it to him but he just snaked his arms around me and grabbed a part of the shovel over my hands.

"So, here, I'll help you," he said. He used my hands and his strength to yank the root. It bloody loosened quicker than any other root I've loosened.

"Th-thanks!" I said, smiling.

He smiled and said, "do you need any more roots done?"

I didn't but who cares? "Yeah, just these few over here."

"Alright." he replied. We did the same thing as before, and loosened many roots.

We were on the last roof that was taking us a bit, he kept trying, I moved my head to the left to stare at him. His face was closer than ever before and-

Well, I kissed him. I mean his lips were RIGHT. THERE! He was bloody begging for it.

I kissed him and he kissed me back a little. It was amazing, my dream was finally bloody coming true.

Then, something strange happened. Tommy pulled back, his eyes widened. He awkwardly put his hand in his hair and said,

"Um... well, Newt, um.... I'm straight."

"Oh," is all I could say in that moment.

A/N

Hey, Gladers! I finally updated!!!

Sorry I've been doing a million things that I don't want to bore you out by explaining it.

So yeah, short A/N but I love you all :)

*hands you millions of cookies* :3