Newt imagines (Newt X reader)

Cold

Your POV

The freezing wind bites in my skin, making me shiver. Working in the gardens is impossible at this point, but here I am. The glade isn't exactly prepared for weather like this and our clothes are way to tin to protect us from this horrible cold.

Finally the dinner bell rung. All the boys make their way up to Frypan as fast as they can, trying to warm up while running. The smell of soup overwhelmes me when I get near the middel of the glade. I stand in line, rubbing my arms to get the blood flowing. This day is agonizingly cold, but we can't just drop our work. I'm just really happy that the work day is over and I can try to warm up a bit.

I sit at my usual table, trying to pick up my spoon, but my hands just won't co-operate. Minho laughs at me, tiny clouds of warmth leaving his mouth.

"Oh, shut up" I shiver

"I don't have a problem, I'm a natural hot guy. Weather like this can't change that" the boy laughs.

How does he do that? He is sitting in front of me, not shaking at all. Maybe he is just hot? Do those people really exist?

"Can I get everyones attention?!"

Alby stands on one of the tables, rubbing his hands together, trying to gain even the tiniest bit of warmth.

"With this cold I won't allow anyone to sleep outside. Groups have been made and everyone gets a room in the homestead. The list will be hung up at the door right after sundown. I want everyone in bed after that. No one can be seen outside" his voice sounds steady even though his body is shaking.

"Well this is going to be fun" Minho rolls his eyes.

"I thought you liked sleepovers, Min?"

"Yeah, when I can choose the people I'm doing it with. I swear if Alby puts me with that new boy uuummm..."

"Sam?"

"Yeah, Sam. I can't stand him. He is always following me, staring it me" that last one he whispers.

I laugh. This conversation is a good distraction from the cold. To be honest I can't even feel a shucking thing anymore. My body just gave up. I don't blame it though.

"He just admires you, Min. He wants to be a runner. You're his idol"

"Well he can admire me from farther away. That boy creeps me out"

I make my way to the homestead after dinner. The sun has already set. It took me awhile before I stood up from the table. I was warmer back there. The wind already starts to make me shiver again. I notice Alby's list and I quickly run towards it. Very curious at who I'm going to share a room with.

Newt.

I read it again.

Newt.

No, this can't be true. I know why Alby puts us together. Alby knows that he won't try anything. Newt is a gentleman. A shucking handsome, amazing, perfect gentlemen. Putting me with my long time crush was maybe not one of the best ideas, but to be honest I just want to warm up right now. I make my way into the homestead, up the stairs and stand before Newt's door. I feel hesitant at first, but quickly push it open, trying not to let anxiety take control. He was already in his bed, blankets everywhere. His face glows with the light of the candles warming the room. He turns around when I shut the door.

"Hey, love"

Oh, klunk. I forgot about that way to attractive accent.

He taps the space in the bed next to him. I slowly step closer. Now this is just awkward. I stop before his bed.

"Are you alright with this Newt?"

"Yeah, why wouldn't I be. I would just worry about you all night if Alby let you sleep out there"

A small smile formes on my face. You know me and Newt used to be great friends. But when I realized I had caught feelings for him I pushed him away. I felt embarrassed. I didn't want to hurt him or me. Besides things like that don't work in a place like this.

I sigh when I get under the blankets. The bed is already warm from Newt's body and it makes me feel relieved. I'm glad that the cold I have been feeling all day is finally gone.

Newt chuckles at my reaction.

"What?" I ask

"Nothing, you just haven't changed"

A blush formes on my cheeks, luckily because of the lack of light Newt doesn't notice.

I turn on my side, looking at the blonde boy who was already staring at me.

"I missed you, you know?" He whispered.

"I know"

"Did you miss me?"

"An awful lot"

"What happened Y/N?"

"What do you mean?"

"Why aren't we so close anymore?"

"Newt, I don't want to talk about it"

"But I just don't get it"

"Let it go, Newt"

"Pls love, just talk to me"

"I don't want to"

"You just left me without any explanation"

"You really don't want to know"

"Y/N pls talk to me"

"No."

"Y/N..."

"No, end of discussion"

I turn back around so my back is facing Newt. I'm not mad at him. I just don't want to bring up things that happened in the past. Those are not important. I'm happy I'm here now. Inside, warm and with an amazing boy next to me.

I feel my body shiver again. Somehow the cold got under the sheets. Suddenly I feel Newt's hot breath against the back of my neck, sending shivers down my spine, but this time good ones. He puts his hand on my back, rubbing it, trying to warm me up. I melt into his tough when I feel my blood flowing again, warmth filling my body. His hands snakes up my waist, waiting there patiently. He moves closer to me, his chest against my back. I can feel the heat from his body, making me sigh. His lips ghost over my shoulder, putting his head in the crook of my neck. His fingers rub gentle circles on my waist.

"Thank you for warming me up" I whisper.

"Ofcourse, love. I'm glad you're already feeling better"

His hand moves again on my waist, now resting on my stomach.

"Is this alright?" He askes softly in my ear.

"Yeah"

He kisses the side of my head and tightens his grip.

We are cuddled up in bed, warmth radiating through us. Spooning, I think Minho called it, but you can't trust a word that boy says. I feel save and smile everytime Newt kisses my head.

I turn around, nusling my head into his chest, trying to get all the warmth I can get. He laughs and pulls me closer, if that is even possible. I can already feel my eyes closing. The cold has clearly worn me out. Newt too. I notice that his breaths are getting even and his hand on my back relaxes.

"I love you" I whisper against his chest.

"I love you too"

And with those words we both fall into a deep sleep.

AN: I wrote this one at 1 am and literally cried, because I thought it was so cute. I got kind of carried away at the end, oops... Hope you liked it! Don't forget to vote and leave a comment! (Requests are still open, just go to the first chapter)