Newt sits by a small creek around three in the morning, thinking. Thinking about all the things that he can't tell Thomas. Thinking about everything that happened before he came. Thinking about him. Tears fall roughly down his face and he doesn't even bother trying to stop them. He shivers in the cold night air. He looks up. It's mostly a clear sky, save a few clouds spattered across the stars.
His hands shake when he moves to run a hand through his hair. He throws his hands down in frustration. He stands up and starts to walk away before he trips over a rock, twisting his ankle. He cries out, drawing his knee up to his chest.
He hears footsteps. Thomas, probably.
"Newt?" Thomas says groggily. "What just happened?"
"Oh, shit." Newt says. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up I just-" He tries to stand, but when he tries to put weight on his ankle he falls right back down. "Oh, crap."
"What happened?" Thomas asks, kneeling beside him.
"Nothing." Newt says. "Nothing, I just fell."
"Why are you up?" Thomas asks.
"I couldn't sleep." He says, which is true but only half of the truth.
Thomas sighs. He puts a hand on his knee. "Why is it you always get hurt?"
Newt shrugs. "I dunno."
Thomas shakes his head, chuckling. "Alright, come on. I'll help you back to bed."
"No, it's fine. I can do it." Newt says.
"Liar." Thomas says.
"No, I can." Newt insists.
"Show me then." Thomas says, stretching out on the cool grass.
Newt glares at Thomas but stands up before falling down immediately. Thomas doesn't say anything. He just gets up and wraps an arm around his waist.
"Alright, that's great." Thomas says. "But I don't think that exactly qualifies as being able to."
Newt shoves him lightly. "Shut up."
"You know I can't do that." Thomas says.
Newt smiles softly. "I hate you."
"You love me." Thomas replies.
They sit down against a tree. Newt gingerly touches his ankle.
"Okay, nope!" He says.
"That's not the best plan." Thomas points out.
Newt rolls his eyes. "Okay, I have to walk. Otherwise, I'll never be able to."
"Alright, I see some flawed logic there." Thomas says. Newt tries to stand but Thomas grabs his wrist. "No. That's not happening."
"I have to, Tommy!" Newt says.
"See, that's not how it works." Thomas says. "You need to stay off it for a few days."
"I can't do that and you know it." Newt says.
"At least don't go in the middle of the night." Thomas says.
Newt groans. "Fine!" He sits down and puts his head in Thomas's lap. "This is stupid."
Thomas chuckles, running a hand through the other boys hair. "It's called rest."
"Yeah." Newt says. "Like I said, stupid."
Thomas laughs. "God, I love you."
Newt sits up and kisses him. "I love you too."
Soon, the pair fall asleep leaning against each other.
The next morning, Newt wakes up first. He sits up, panting. He'd had a nightmare. He blinks, realizing he's awake. He looks at Thomas, who's sleeping soundly. He sighs. At least he's alive. Newt tries to stand before remembering his hurt ankle.
He cries out as he falls over. Thomas wakes up with a start.
"Newt, I swear to god." He says.
"I forgot!" Newt defends. "I'm sorry!"
Thomas chuckles slightly. "Alright. Come back over now."
Newt does. "So," He says. "What happens today?"
"I don't-" Then, Teresa walks over.
"Hi, boys." She says.
"Hi." Thomas says.
"When are we leaving?" She asks.
"We're not." Thomas says.
"Oh my god, Thomas." Newt complains. "I can walk!"
"What happened?" Teresa questions.
"He twisted his ankle and claims he can still walk." Thomas explains.
"Why?" Teresa asks.
"I didn't do it on purpose!" Newt cries.
Teresa rolls her eyes. "Well, duh! I meant why do you think you can still walk."
"Cause I can." Newt says bitterly. "We can't just stay here."
"We can if you're hurt." Thomas says.
"I'M FINE!" He shouts.
Minho walks over. "What's happening?"
"Newt is being an idiot." Thomas says.
"Hey!" Newt says.
Minho rolls his eyes. "Teresa?"
"Newt twisted his ankle." She tells him.
"Ah." Minho says. "Yeah, you can't walk. Don't be stupid."
Newt scowls at his friends. "I hate you all."
"Hate you too." Minho says.
Teresa looks at Thomas but Thomas doesn't return her gaze. He takes Newt's hand.
"It'll be like a vacation." He says.
"I don't do vacations." Newt replies.
Thomas rolls his eyes. "Alright, fine."
"I'm not staying here." Newt says. "We have to go."
"Well, I'm not leaving until you're healed." Thomas says.
Newt glares at him. "I'll heal quicker then."
"Actually," Someone says. "There will be no time for that."
Thomas and the others look up. Paige.
A/N: Y'all need to go follow @_bloody_inspired__ or I'll kill you. JK, but go follow her anyway.
Anyway, thanks for reading. Love y'all. :)
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Fanfiction╰┈➤ 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...
