Thomas and Newt sit in Thomas's bedroom. Newt scribbles on a sheet of paper, sitting at Thomas's desk.
Thomas stands up and puts a hand on his cheek.
"Tommy, what are you doing?" Newt asks.
Thomas kisses him. "That."
Newt chuckles. "I have to write this and so do you."
"Or," He says. "And this is just a suggestion, you could kiss me."
"Not now, Tommy." Newt says, laughing. Thomas kisses his neck. Newt bites his lip. "Tommy! Go write your essay, okay?"
Thomas groans. "Do I have to? I'd really much rather kiss you."
"I'd rather kiss you too, but we have to." Newt says, putting a hand in Thomas's hair. "But I can't.'"
Thomas sighs. "This is why I can't wait for summer break."
"It's only a week, Tommy, relax." Newt says.
"I know." Thomas says, sitting back on the bed. "I just wish it were now and all our stupid teachers weren't assigning so much stupid work."
Newt laughs. He spins around in the chair, facing Thomas. "Tommy?"
"Yeah?" Thomas says.
"I think I love you." He says.
"I love you too." Thomas says. He looks at his feet. "Now can I kiss you?"
Newt laughs. "Yeah, Tommy. Now you can kiss me."
Thomas gets up, grabs his face and kisses him. Newt kisses him back. He leans against him. Thomas deepens the kiss. Newt grabs Thomas's shirt, pulling him closer.
"Tommy..." He breathes.
"If you say you have to stop, I will actually kill you." He says.
Newt chuckles softly. "I'm sorry, Tommy."
Thomas groans. "You can't just tease me like this."
"You're the one who wanted it." Newt says, pulling away. "Later, Tommy."
The next day, Newt sits with Thomas in his backyard. He swings on an old swing set from when they were little. Newt kicks his legs, trying to move it.
"You want some help?" Thomas says, a smirk playing across his face.
"No, shut up, I can do it." Newt says, gripping the chains.
Thomas walks over and sits in the swing next to him. He reaches over and grabs Newt's hand. Newt smiles at him.
"See?" Thomas says. "I'm way better at this."
Newt laughs. "Why are you so cute and so hot at the same time?" He asks.
"It's one of my many talents." Thomas says.
"Many?" Newt says.
"Shut up!" Thomas says, laughing.
Newt leans over and kisses him.
"Hey, lover boys." They hear someone say.
Thomas looks over. It's Minho.
"What are you doing here?" Thomas asks.
Minho shrugs. "Your brother let me in."
"Sounds like Chuck." Thomas nods. "Well, you wanna swing with us?"
"Don't phrase it like that." Minho says. "But sure."
He sits down on the swing next to Thomas.
"Why do you have a swing set?" Minho asks, pushing off the ground.
"It's from when I was a kid." Thomas says, swinging higher. "I'm gonna jump."
"Tommy, no!" Newt says.
But Thomas does, flinging himself off. He lands on his arm, crying out.
"Tommy!" Newt says.
Him and Minho both run over ot him. Thomas holds his arm to his chest.
"Damn it, you were right!" Thomas says.
"Tommy, come here." He says. "Show me your arm. Is it broken?"
"I don't think so." He says.
Newt takes his hand gently, looking at his arm. It's bleeding.
"Yeah," He says. "I don't think so either."
"It hurts." He says.
"i know." Newt says. He kisses him.
"Alright, I'm out." Minho says, walking away.
Thomas sits up.
"Let's go. I'm going to fix it." Newt says, grabbing Thomas's hand and pulling him up.
"I'm fine." He says. "It's barely bleeding."
Newt doesn't say anything. He just pulls him into the bathroom and grabs a bandage. He wraps it around his arm.
"I told you not to jump." Newt says.
Thomas nods. "I know. Sorry."
"You're the one who got hurt, love." Newt says, kissing him softly.
Thomas kisses him too, pulling him closer.
"Tommy!" Newt says, laughing. "You're hurt."
"Eh." Thomas says. "That makes it better anyway."
Newt laughs. "Let's go."
He drags him to his room and makes him lay down.
"Lay with me, please?" Thomas says.
Newt nods. He climbs into bed with him. Thomas kisses him. Newt sighs.
"Fine." He says. And he kisses him again.
A/N: SORRY IT'S SHORT BUT MY COMPUTER IS ABOUT TO DIE SO I WANNA POST SOMETHING! LOVE YOU GUYS THANKS FOR READING! <3
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Fanfiction╰┈➤ starting high school, newt and thomas are best friends and they have been for eight years. but by the time it's over, who knows what they'll be. george2216 - 2021Ⓒ