ᵒⁿᵉ 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 ⁿᵉʷᵗᵐᵃˢ ᵃᵘ (ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ)

Five

The next morning, Newt wakes up, his head throbbing. He pushes himself up and sees Thomas in his bed next to him. He squeezes his eyes shut and grips the blanket with his hands, his head spinning. He opens his eyes and looks at Thomas. Newt hates how much he wants to kiss him.

"Tommy." He whispers. "Wake up."

Thomas wakes up, squinting against the sudden light. "Oh. Hi."

"Morning." Newt says. "You didn't have to stay, you know."

"I did." He says. "How are you doing?"

"I'm good." Newt says. "Tired, but good."

Thomas nods. "I think we should go somewhere."

"Why?" Newt asks.

"You were home all day yesterday." Thomas says. "And you're upset."

"No, I'm not." Newt says.

"You aren't, Newt." He says.

"I just want to stay in bed." He complains.

Thomas sighs. "No. Come on. Let's go do something."

Thomas stands up and grabs both of the other boys hands. He pulls him up too. Newt trips and falls against Thomas. He straightens up.

"Sorry." Newt says.

Thomas blushes. "You didn't-I-right-well, we better go."

Newt smirks at Thomas's reaction. "But I really don't-"

"Newt." Thomas says. "We're going."

"Tommy, please, don't make me leave." Newt pleads.

"It's good for you." Thomas insists. "Come on."

Newt looks at him. "Tommy, why can't we just stay here?"

"Newt, why don't you want to leave?" Thomas asks.

"Because I don't!" He shouts.

"What is wrong with you?" Thomas asks. "You were so upset yesterday and you're clearly still upset today, so what the hell is wrong?"

"There's nothing wrong!" Newt yells. "there's nothing shucking wrong, okay?"

"No!" Thomas cries. "Because something is wrong!"

"I'm fine!" He shouts. "I'm fine! Or I would be if you just let me forget."

"That's not a way to deal with emotions!" Thomas says.

"Yes, it is!" Newt yells. "Just go away!"

"Newt, I'm not leaving you!" He says. "I can't just leave you!"

Then, Newt walks over to him and kisses him. He doesn't pull away until Thomas kisses him back.

"Um..." Thomas says. "What just happened?"

"I'm sorry." Newt says, wrapping his arms around Thomas's waist. "I'm sorry. I was stupid. I'm sorry. I'll go out. We can go do something. I'm sorry."

Thomas just looks at him, mouth open. Newt laughs.

"I just-" Thomas says. "Why?"

"Why what, Tommy?" Newt asks.

"Why did you kiss me?" He asks.

"Cause," Newt says.

"That's not a reason." Thomas points out.

"Are you complaining?" Newt asks, smirking.