The sun burns bright and Thomas and Newt are laying in the field of daisies. Newt's head is resting on Thomas' chest. Thomas looks at the sky as he is playing with Newt's hair. He starts thinking about the concept happiness. In some ways he thinks he has found it, here with newt and the thing they have. When they are alone together he feels at ease. However, when they're back at camp it all feels so fragile. As if it can cave in at any moment. That's why he lives for these stolen moments. Maybe when they live in the woods, every moment will feel like this. Or does the fact that these moments are rare, make it so special. He sighs. 'Something wrong?' asks Newt as he lifts up his head. 'Not really, I was just thinking.' 'You worry too much Tommy. It's time to let it all go, time to find peace,' Newt has a serious look on his face, 'the same goes for me.' Thomas can't figure out the meaning behind Newt's words. 'Please Thomas, you can't move forward if you keep holding on to the past.' Thomas closes his eyes and holds Newt a little tighter as he lays down again. 'Maybe we should go back to camp then.' 'Yeah, maybe we should.' Newt stands up and reaches out his hand. Together they walk back.
'I'm gonna grab some wood for the fire tonight,' says Newt as they reach camp, 'I'll see you at dinner.' 'All right I will go help Minho and Gally', says Thomas and he lets go of Newt's hand. They both go their separate ways.
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A bittersweet dream
FanfictionThe Newtmas spin off story you've all been waiting for. An emotional romantic short story about Newt and Thomas that takes place at the safe haven where the third movie ended. Enjoy :)
