Newt walks a few hundred yards ahead from the other three. He's mad but he doesn't even really know why. Sure, Teresa was part of it, but not all of it. Newt sighs and runs a hand through his hair. He didn't mean to yell at Thomas. It's just all been so overwhelming.
He glances back at the boys and Teresa. Teresa puts her hand on Thomas's arm, laughing. Newt clenches his fists. Tears sting in his eyes. He glares at Teresa, even though she can't see him. Then, Newt sighs. His hands drop to his side. He stops walking. He closes his eyes, two tears falling down his face.
He feels a hand on his shoulder. Thomas.
"Newt?" He asks. "Are you okay?"
Newt doesn't respond. He takes a shaky breath. Then, he turns around and wraps his arms around Thomas's neck.
"I'm sorry, Tommy." He whispers in his ear. "I didn't mean to yell."
Thomas hugs him. "I know. What's wrong? What happened?"
"I don't know." Newt says. "I-I don't really know."
Thomas sighs. Newt watches Teresa over Thomas's shoulder. He watches her talk to Minho. She laughs. He scowls.
"Newt?" Thomas says, pulling away. "You good?"
Newt doesn't respond, instead kissing him. When he pulls away, Thomas looks at him.
"Should I take that as a yes or a no?" Thomas asks.
Newt laughs. "Shut up." Newt grabs his hand. "Let's go."
Teresa and Minho catch up to them before they start walking.
Teresa looks at them, tilting her head. "So," She says. "You two are, what, boyfriends?"
Thomas thinks. "I guess so."
Newt folds his arms across his chest and glares at her.
"What?" Teresa asks.
"I don't like you anymore." He says simply.
Teresa laughs slightly. "What? What do you mean you don't like me?"
Thomas sighs. "Newt, my god."
"What?" Newt asks, looking at him.
Thomas chuckles. "Nothing. Come on, we better go."
That night, all four of them lay in a field off the side of the road. Thomas sits against a tree, Newt's head in his lap. Minho and Teresa lay asleep a few dozen feet away. Newt and Thomas both look up at the stars.
"When I was little," Newt says. "I used to want to be an astronaut."
Thomas smiles and laughs softly. "That's adorable."
"But I really thought I would be," He says. "I used to think that one day, I'd leave the orphanage and just go live on Mars or the moon or somewhere else. Anywhere else. Anywhere away from Janson and Paige and WICKED. Somewhere happy." Newt says, staring at the sky. Thomas sighs. "But then, I grew up and I realized, that was stupid. That it's so pointless to wish, to dream, of things that you know will never happen. To dream of complete and utter happiness when the world is so messed up."
"So what?" Thomas asks. "You just gave up on all your dreams? Everything you ever hoped for?"
"No." Newt says. "I just didn't need them anymore. I didn't need to pretend. I'm sure there's a way to be happy in the real world, even if it's not so happy you're smiling all the time."
"I don't know." Thomas says, leaning back against the tree. "I don't know."
"I do." Newt says. "I know."
"Is that right?" Thomas says, smiling slightly.
"Yeah," He says. "I knew the second I met you."
Thomas smiles, shaking his head, laughing. "That's...that's..."
"What?" Newt asks, looking up at him.
Thomas sighs, chuckling. "I don't know."
Newt sits up and looks at Thomas. "I know. I know it all seems hopeless. Pointless. Stupid. But it isn't. And I..." Newt shakes his head. "I just...it isn't. And I was stupid before and I'm sorry, but I really think that I need you. Because you changed everything. You took all my stupid dreams and made them real. I love you and I need you and I'm sorry."
Thomas's eyes meet Newt's. "I love you too." And he kisses him.
A/N: Yeah, I don't really have anything to say. Love y'all. Thanks for reading.
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ᵒⁿᵉ 𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐃 ⁿᵉʷᵗᵐᵃˢ ᵃᵘ (ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ)
Фанфик╰┈➤ thomas wakes up in wicked orphanage with no memory of the world. soon, he meets newt, who tells him that everyone has powers based on the colors of their eyes and that thomas has the rarest one. to control time. as the pair grow closer, they try...
