Gardens

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Your dream

I'm laying in the middle of a grassy field. Butterflies flutter all around me. My picnic basket is next to me, only half full now that we've eaten. He got up a minute ago, having spotted a bunch of wild flowers. I sit up, waiting for him to return. Feeling the wind in my hair, calming me fully. He comes back with a mini bouquet of flowers. Pinks, purples, reds and whites are in it. I smile, putting my nose close to the bouquet and inhaling the flowers' sweet, floral smell. I look up and he's staring at me, his eyes full of love. It is in that moment that the world seems to stop and I feel fully complete. Loved and happy. By the perfect person. My perfect person. My Newt.

Newt's pov

I wake up the next morning, expecting to see Minho sneak past as he does every morning. Then I remember his day off and lay back down, willing the sun to stop rising so I can keep sleeping. It doesn't, and everyone else is already up, so I do too, ready for another day in the gardens. I remember Y/n so I walk into the area of the homestead where her bed is and make my way to it. I see her figure curled underneath all the blankets. When I move them away from her face, it looks so peaceful that I have to just stand there staring at her for a few minutes. She stirs slightly and the movement is enough to break me out of my daze. I shake her gently and she opens her eyes droopily. "Good morning" I pause "I think you might have freaked out a little" I say with a small laugh "Oh, you saw that?" she said a little gravely. I was about to say everyone saw it, but I didn't want her to feel worse than she probably did. "Not really..." I start, unable to figure out how to continue. "Winston came to tell me what happened once you ran off" She blushed at that last part "But, hey, that meant it was my turn to see how cute and peaceful you look while you sleep" I blush slightly, remembering the actual first time I did it. When she first came into the glade; after she woke up on the Med-hut and I brought her here. She started giggling and she pokes me in the stomach, earning a laugh from me. I lift her up off the bed and spin her around, gripping her tightly around the waist so she can't escape. "Stop, stop, put me down" She says while squealing and laughing. I listen, although not immediately. I spin her around a few more times before putting her back on her bed. Once she's down, I plant a kiss on her lips and she returns the gesture. When I pull away she pouts but doesn't say anything. "I need to get back to the gardens. I told Alby and Winston I'd get you up now, ready for your next job trial." She sighs and I know how she feels. I wish we could just stay here forever, in the peace that the presence of each other seems to bring. But we can't and she knows that as well as I do.

Y/n pov

We get up and Newt kisses me on the forehead before we walk towards the door. "I have to go to the gardens" He whispers when we reach the door. "You need to make sure you go see Alby. But have breakfast first" I groan "Hey, today won't be bad. I know that for a fact" He says, smiling mischievously. I walk upto Frypan and see that he's serving bacon and eggs. Perfect! My favourite. I scoff down my food and wonder why I'm still so hungry. I must've missed dinner last night after the incident. Yep, that's what it is. I walk around, trying to find Alby when I spot him in front of the homestead, talking to Minho. When I see Minho my blood boils and I feel like I'm going to snap but then he walks away, going into the runners only building. I walk up to Alby and he takes me over to the place where my next job trial is; the gardens. I almost jump with joy when we walk over. That's why Newt knew today would be better than yesterday, because we're going to spend the day together! "Well Y/n I know you know Newt well, so I'm going to leave you in his hands" Alby says, then walks away. "Right Y/n. You'll be doing lots of stuff today so I suggest you go and get some gloves from one of the other gardeners" Newt says, trying so hard to stay serious, but the smile that keeps creeping on his face gives him away. I spend a bit over an hour with some of the other gardeners, then have lunch. After lunch, I spend the rest of the time gardening with Newt. It was one of the funniest things I have ever done. Well, that I can remember. Newt kept paying attention to me instead of the flowers and he kept making me laugh. But his concentration face was the thing that made me laugh the most. After a few hours of this, we'd hardly got anything done so Newt lets me finish early so he can get everything finished. 

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