ᵒⁿᵉ 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 ⁿᵉʷᵗᵐᵃˢ ᵃᵘ (ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ)

Nine

Newt sits on Thomas's bed, leaning against the wall. Thomas is on the other end of the bed.

"I seriously hate homework." Newt says, slamming his pencil down. It bounces off the bed and slides under the heater. "Damn it."

Thomas laughs. "Alright, let's take a break." He moves the papers off of his bed. 

Newt stands up, groaning. "I hate everyone."

Thomas hugs him. "I know." 

Newt puts his hands in his hair and kisses him. "Everyone except you."

Thomas wraps his arms around the other boy. "See? This is way better then homework."

Newt laughs. He kisses him again. "We do have to do it, though."

"No, we don't." Thomas says. He pulls him closer. Then, Thomas's phone rings. "Okay, hold on."

Thomas pulls away and opens his phone. "Hello?" He pauses. "Oh, Minho!"

"Who's Minho?" Newt whispers. 

"Yeah." Thomas says into the phone. "Sure."

"Tommy." Newt says. He tugs on his sleeve. "Tommy."

Thomas hangs up. "What is it, Newt?" He says, looking at him.

"Who's Minho?" He asks.

"Oh." He says. "He's just a friend."

Newt shifts, putting a hand on his arm. "Oh."

"He's coming over, kay?" He says. 

Newt nods, running his hand through his hair. Thomas smirks. 

"What?" Newt asks. 

Thomas doesn't say anything. He just kisses him. Newt leans into him. He breathes out softly. 

Then, the door opens. Newt looks back at the door. A boy walks in. He narrows his eyes. 

"Hey." He says.

"Hey, Minho." Thomas says. 

Newt pulls away from Thomas but Thomas puts an arm around his waist. Newt smiles. 

"This is Newt." Thomas says. "Newt, this is Minho." 

Minho haves. "So you're the boy who Thomas won't shut up about."

Newt's mouth falls open. "What?"

Thomas turns red and chuckles nervously. "Minho, shut up..."

Newt looks at him. "Awe, it's sweet."

Thomas kisses him and he kisses him back. Minho coughs.

"Alright guys, get a room." He says. 

"We had one until you walked in." Thomas points out.

Newt scoffs. "Thomas, really?"

He laughs. Minho rolls his eyes. "You guys are such romantics."

"If that's what you think romance is, you are insanely wrong." Thomas says. 

"Yeah that was just Thomas being..." Newt thinks. "Know what, I'm not gonna finish that sentence."

Thomas chuckles. "Yeah..." He puts a hand behind his neck. 

Minho half scoffs and half laughs. "Okay then."

The next day, all three boys and Brenda sit in the cafeteria. Newt rests his head on Thomas's shoulder.