Newt Imagines- Newt x the reader

Awake

Y/n pov

I immediately wake up, unsure of your surroundings. I feel my heartbeat increase a little when I up, unsure of where I are until I come to senses. Newt must have carried me here when I fell asleep. This must be what he called the Med-hut. I realise the Med-hut is like a hospital, considering the materials and objects I can see surrounding me. I hear the door open, giving me a shock, sending me bolt upright. "Shit, Y/n, it's just me, relax." I lay back down when Newt tells me to relax, though you I don't immediately relaxed until I see his face. "Hi, you feeling better?" He says as he makes his way to the seat beside me. "Oh, um, yeah, thanks," I finally manage to get out. Immediately, I am brought back to the dream, when I was wrapped in his arms. I get the same feeling as I felt in the dream, calm and safe. I want to tell him about the dream, but this isn't the right time for it. I make a mental note to ask him about it later though. "You scared me when you passed out. Wasn't expecting my Y/n to pass out on the first day. How 'bout we make day two better 'ay? Clint said you can come out now, let's go explore. You think you can walk straight love?" He laughs, causing a smile to creep up on my face, and eventually a laugh makes its way out of my mouth. "Wait, did you just call me your y/n!!" I desperately want him to say he loves me, that'll make my job much easier, but then what if he doesn't love me? I don't think he would anyway, he seems more practical than me. He probably thinks of me as a friend, for now. That last thought caused me to smile. "Are you ready yet, or do you still need more time? Was a day still too short for you?" I sit up and try standing up, causing me to fall on the ground. Though Newt wasn't quick enough to catch me, he helped me up on my feet, though made me lean on him for support. He slides his arm over my shoulder, causing a shade of red to smother my face. I try to turn my face away from him before he sees it, though he already has seen me. He laughs, of course. Although I have known him for one day, I know him to be someone who doesn't care that much, a sort of person I want to see myself with one day. Calm down Y/n! We both walk out of the Med-hut in silence. Though, not an awkward silence, a comfortable one, and only real friends ever experience that. Friends. We are friends. But I wanna be more than that.

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Newt's pov

I slide my arm over Y/n's shoulders, meaning for support, though I guess I kinda do it for myself as well. Y/n starts blushing profusely when I do this, and I know my suspicions are true. Thank goodness. She likes me...... and I like her too. I desperately want to tell her, though that perfect time has just never come. The bonfire. Yes, how perfect would that be. I lead Y/n to her bed, the one I had set up prior to checking on her this morning. I set her down on her bed and she falls asleep after a few minutes. I can't help myself, so I just stand and stare at her, she's so beautiful when she sleeps, even more when she laughs. I brush the hair covering her forehead off her face, allowing the sun to touch all her soft features. "Newt, get over here" "K, coming Alby." Thanks Alby, always at the wrong time huh?!! Just before I leave her, I turn around and kiss her gently on her forehead. In response, she rolls over, turning towards the sun.

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Y/n pov

I wake to the feeling of a soft pair of lips gently brushing against your forehead. They slowly make their way out the door of the so-called Homestead. Just as they are about to leave, I open my previously sleep deprived eyes and see the figure of Newt, exiting the large building. I didn't notice but a smile had made its way across my face. You love him, y/n, you know you do, just tell him. Despite me desperately wanting to tell him how I felt, I know, just like before, now was not the time. I stumble out the doorway, towards the smell of delicious smelling food. Turning the corner, I notice the line up of boys, eagerly waiting for some of the food. I make my way to the back of the line, when someone calls your name. "Y/n, over here!" I hear that sweet, British accent, call my name, and turn around, seeing him sitting at a table with his other friends, along with two plates full of food in front of him, one of them probably meant to be mine. I walk over to him, as casually as I could, and sit beside him, closer than I wanted to, though there really isn't that much room considering the amount of people crowded around the table. He pushes the spare plate of food in my direction, and I dig into it straight away. Multiple strands of hair keep finding their way in my face, and, despite my efforts in trying to push them behind my ears, they keep finding their way back in my face. Ugh, all I wanna do is eat! I desperately want to tie my hair up, though it's nearly impossible, cause I'll just end up elbowing someone in the face. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Newt, slumped on his seat, quietly laughing at you getting aggravated at your hair. He straightens himself in the chair and leans over to me, grabbing my hair and plaiting it in the most intricate way I have ever seen. Completing the plait, he rests his hand on my shoulder, with electricity coursing through that one spot where his hand is placed. Unsure what to do, I just lean back, and slightly to my left, and lean my head on his shoulder. He's stiff at first, but then wraps his arm around my shoulders. "OoOoOo look, Newtie's got himself a girl!! HAHA" I look up at Newt, whose face has turned a bright shade of red. "Minho, if you keep speaking, I'll break your shuck neck!" The boy, apparently called Minho, stopped laughing, ..... showing on his once calm face. He pushes a hand through his perfectly gelled hair, stands up, and walks away, looking back only once, muttering to himself whilst looking at Newt. "Well...um anyways..." You weren't sure where to go from that, considering that boy did just call you Newt's girlfriend. Awkwardly, you lean forward, and continue to eat.

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