ᵒⁿᵉ 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 ⁿᵉʷᵗᵐᵃˢ ᵃᵘ (ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ)

Sixty

Newt walks over to Thomas after class, kissing him. Thomas falls back against a locker. 

"Hi." Thomas says with a grin, putting his hands in Newt's hair. 

"Hello." Newt says, threading his arms around Thomas's waist. He kisses his neck.

"Okay, what is up with you?" Thomas asks, tilting his head back against the locker.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Newt says before kissing him again. 

"Okay, we are in the middle of the hallway." Thomas says, putting his hands on his face. 

"There's nowhere else!" Newt says. "What do you want me to do?"

"Not kiss me at school!" Thomas says.

"Tommy." Newt complains. "That's not fair. I wanna kiss you now."

"Why are you so...?" Thomas trails off, waving a hand at him. 

Newt shrugs. "Have you seen you?"

Thomas laughs. "I'm not complaining, but that's not an answer."

"Sure it is." Newt says. He frowns. "I don't like school. It won't let me kiss you."

"It isn't what's doing that." Thomas says. "I just won't let because people are around."

"So?" Newt says.

"So?" Thomas says. "Seriously?"

Newt frowns. "Tommy." He says, squirming.

"I'll let you kiss me later, kay?" Thomas says, combing a hand through his hair. "When we aren't at school."

Newt sighs. "Fine." He kisses him quickly one last time. "I love you, I guess."

Thomas chuckles. "I love you too."

Later, Thomas sits at his desk, doing homework when Newt walks in.

"Can I kiss you now?" He asks.

"In a minute, I'm almost done." Thomas says, writing.

"Tommy!" Newt says. "You said later!"

"It will still be later in a few minutes." Thomas says. "I'm almost done."

"Tommy!" Newt complains. "I'm better than homework! You can do me too!"

Thomas coughs, looking up from his paper to turn to Newt. "Excuse me?"

"You heard me." Newt says, sitting on the edge of his bed. "Now put the stupid homework down and do me instead."

"Damn, you really...you really know how to make me want to stop everything else and kiss you, don't you?" Thomas says, putting his arm on the back of the chair. 

"It's a skill I've developed." Newt says. "Now get over here or I'm going to kill you."

"Well, that won't get you what you want." Thomas says. 

"Tommy, I swear to fucking god," Newt says. "Just come kiss me, kay?"

Thomas shakes his head, smiling. "You are really annoying, you know that?"

"I know that if you don't get the fuck over here, we're done." Newt says. 

"Oh, I guess I better hurry then." Thomas says. He sets down his pencil and walks oer, sitting next to him. "Hi."

Newt doesn't respond. He just kisses him, pushing him against the bed. 

That evening, Newt and Thomas lay in bed, Thomas's arm around Newt's shoulders. Then the door opens and Lizzy walks in. She covers her eyes.

"Good god, put on clothes!" She says.

"We have clothes on!" Newt says.

"Not shirts!" Lizzy says, waving her arms.

"Oh, whatever!" Newt says. "It's close enough!"

"Get dressed, you horny boys!" Lizzy says, throwing shirts at both of them.

Thomas puts it on but Newt just throws it right back at Lizzy. 

"I will not!" Newt says. "Shirts are overrated."

"Plus, he's hotter without one." Thomas adds. 

"Tommy, you're no help." Newt says, shoving him so he falls over.

"What?" Thomas says. "I do too."

"It is true." Newt says. "But you're hot either way."

"Okay, that's enough." Lizzy says. "Newt, put on the goddamn shirt."

"I don't want to." Newt says, folding his arms across his chest. "You can't make me."

"Thomas can." Lizzy says.

"Yeah, I can but I don't want to." Thomas says. "Look at him. He's hot."

"Okay, he's my brother." Lizzy says. "So I don't give a fuck how hot he is with or without a shirt, he needs to put it on. And on another note, I'm gay, so I don't care how hot you are either."

"I wasn't saying how hot I am." Thomas says.

"Alright, Tommy, I love you, I do, but please for the love of god shut up." Newt says. 

"But-" Thomas starts.

Newt clamps a hand over his mouth. "I'm not putting on a shirt and Thomas is going to stop talking about how hot I am to my sister."

"Yeah, Thomas, you really should stop that." Lizzy says. "It's gross. He's gross."

"He is not!" Thomas says. "I don't care if you're gay or his sister, his hotness is undeniable." 

Lizzy sighs, pinching the bridge of her nose. "Fine. Be shirtless, tell me how hot he is, I don't care. But I'm leaving."

She throws the shirt back at Newt one last time before walking away. Newt drops it on the floor.

"Wanna make out?" He says, turning to Thomas.

Thomas doesn't say anything, just kisses him.

A/N: Newtmas is so amazing i literally can't function it's so perfect omg

Anygay, i love you guys, thanks for reading! <3.