ᵒⁿᵉ 𝐖𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 ⁿᵉʷᵗᵐᵃˢ ᵃᵘ (ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ)

conversations

"Newt, I need to talk to you." Newt's mom calls from the living room.

Newt stiffens. He walks into the living room, anxiety boiling in his stomach. "Y-yeah, Mom? What is it?" 

"I think we need to talk." She says, patting the couch next to her. 

Newt swallows, sitting down. "Er...what about?"

"You and Thomas." She says. 

Newt does everything he can to keep from blushing. "Wh-what about Thomas?" 

"You kissed him." She says. "And I'm pretty sure you're dating him."

Newt lets a full silence sit for a moment. "I don't-I don't-Wh-where did you get this information from?"

"Well, I saw you kiss him." She says. "So I went to talk to Lizzy."

Newt's hands start to shake. "What-" He pauses. "What did she tell you?"

"Look, Newt," She says, putting a hand on his. "You can't keep secrets like this. You have to tell me. So, are you...are you dating him?"

"What w-would you say?" Newt asks. 

"Oh, Newt," She says. "I just want you to be happy. If you were gay, why didn't you just tell me?"

Newt shifts. "I don't know."

She squeezes his hand. "I love you, you know that, right?"

Newt nods. "I love you too, Mom."

Later, Newt sits with Thomas on his couch. 

"My mom found out."  Newt says, breaking the silence. 

"Oh." Thomas says. "Did she...?"

"She doesn't care." Newt says. Newt leans over and kisses him. "I am so murdering Lizzy tonight."

"Sounds fun." Thomas says. "Can I come?"

"Sure." Newt says. 

Thomas laughs. "Can I actually come over? Not to murder Lizzy, but you know, just over."

"Sure, Tommy." Newt says. "You can come over."

Newt leans against him, resting his head on Thomas's shoulder, wrapping his arms around his waist. 

"You're my favorite." Newt says.

"Favorite what?" Thomas asks.

"Just my favorite in general." Newt says. 

Thomas chuckles. "Okay and that makes perfect sense."

"Yup, you got it." Newt says. He kisses him softly. "Well, I have to go."

"Okay, see you later." Thomas says, kissing him one last time before he leaves. 

That night, Newt lays across his bed and Thomas sits at the foot, leaning against it. Lizzy walks in.

"Hey, boys." She says. 

"Hey," Newt says, sitting up. "What's up, Lizzy?"'

"Just saying good night." She says. Then she winks. 

"Lizzy!" Newt says, burying his face in his hands. "Go away!"

She laughs. "Right. Bye."

She walks out of the room, shutting the door.

Newt sighs. "God, she's annoying."

Thomas chuckles. "She's funny. I like her."

"Shush, Tommy, shush!" Newt says, waving a hand at him. 

Thomas laughs. "Okay, fine, I hate her too."

"Good job," Newt says. "You're finally right."

Thomas smiles. Newt yawns, stretching.

"Tired?" Thomas asks.

"No." Newt says. "I'm not tired."

"Okay." Thomas says. "Then why did you yawn?"

"I do that sometimes." Newt says. 

"Yeah," Thomas says. "When you're tired."

Newt pouts. "I'm not tired. I don't want to go to sleep."

"Okay." Thomas says. "You can still be tired, though."

Newt sighs. He lays back across the bed again. "I don't like you very much."

"Oh, you love me." Thomas says, kissing him.

"Only partly." Newt says. "I'm going to sleep."

"I thought you said you weren't tired." Thomas says. 

"Yeah, well, now you're annoying me." Newt says. He pauses. "Lay next to me!"

"Okay!" Thomas says, moving next to him. "I thought you were mad at me."

"Not mad enough to not want to be with you." Newt says.

Thomas smiles. "You're perfect." He kisses him softly. 

"Untrue but thank you." Newt says. Newt rests his head on Thomas's chest, closing his eyes. "Hey, Tommy?"

"Yeah?" Thomas says, wrapping his arms around him.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

A/N: Well I think I'm running out of Newtmas books to read. How have I read so much ujyhlukjykhik. Anyway, thanks for reading! Love you guys! <3.