ᵒⁿᵉ 𝐎𝐍𝐂𝐄 ⁿᵉʷᵗᵐᵃˢ ᵃᵘ (ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ)

Sixty Two

"We should have a movie night." Minho says at lunch. 

"Wow," Newt says. "Your first good idea."

"Shut up," Minho says. "We should and we should watch Sex in the City."

"There it is." Newt says. 

"Fine, we don't have to watch it." Minho says. "Oh, I have a good idea for a movie!"

"A good good idea or a Minho good idea?" Thomas asks. 

"It's a good movie, Thomas." Minho says, glaring at him. 

"What movie?" Newt asks, propping himself up on the table. 

"It's called The Maze Runner." Minho says. "I've seen if four times already."

"Why?" Newt asks. 

"For the last fucking time, it's a good movie!" Minho says. "You three are coming over tonight and so is Aris."

"Ooo." Newt teases.

"Shut up." Minho says. "And anyway, you're a hypocrite."

Newt chuckles. "Yeah..." 

"You guys are so immature." Brenda says.

"What?" Newt says. "It's true."

"That's not the point." Brenda says. "Anyway, fine, Minho, we'll come."

"Teresa's coming too." Minho says.

"No!" Newt says. "No! I hate her! She doesn't just get to kiss people!"

"Okay, relax," Thomas says, running a hand up and down his leg. "She won't do anything."

Newt shivers at the touch. "Mmm..." Newt says. "What was I saying again? I can't quite remember."

"Thomas, keep your hands off of him." Minho says. 

"No." Newt says. "You can't have both things."

Thomas smirks. He moves his hand to inside of his thigh. Newt stiffens, sitting up straighter. 

"Tommy, what are you doing?" Newt says. 

"What?" Thomas says innocently. 

"Thomas, what are you doing to him?" Minho says. "His face his all weird."

"My face is not weird." Newt says. 

"Yeah, it is." Minho says. "You're pale and stuff."

"No, I am not, leave me alone." Newt says. 

Thomas leans over and kisses his neck.

"Okay, Tommy, you're killing me here." Newt says. 

"Also, gross." Minho says. "So stop it for both of our sakes. Actually just mine."

Thomas laughs. He doesn't kiss him again but he also doesn't move his hand. 

"So," Newt says, clearing his throat. "Wh-what time should we come over?"

"Eight." Minho says. 

"And don't worry about Teresa." Brenda says. "I'll deal with it."

"How?" Newt asks, scoffing.

"Suddenly I remember why I started that." Thomas says. 

"Don't worry, Newt." Brenda says. 

"Mmm." Newt says. 

At eight, Newt walks to Minho's house. Thomas opens the door, running out to greet him. Newt kisses him immediately, wrapping his arms around his waist. 

"Newt let him go." Minho says, walking out the door. 

Aris walks out too, sliding an arm around Minho's waist. 

"Hypocrite." Newt says, frowning as they walk in. 

Brenda and Teresa sit on the couch, right next to each other. Minho and Aris sit next to them and Thomas sits on the ground, Newt in his lap. Minho turns on the TV and they start watching. 

About halfway through the movie, Newt falls asleep against Thomas. Thomas pulls a blanket over them both and wraps his arms around him. 

After the movies over, Thomas kisses Newt awake. Newt stretches, making his shirt rise above his waist. Thomas stares at him. Newt chuckles.

"I didn't mean to sleep." Newt says. "Sorry."

"Are you kidding me, you were so cute." Thomas says. 

Newt smiles. 

"Alright, we're playing a drinking game now." Minho says. 

"Minho, no!" Thomas says. "You made it the whole night without saying anything like this!"

"I don't care, Thomas, it's happening." Minho says. 

He walks into the kitchen and comes back with five bottles of beer. Thomas sighs as Minho hands one to him. 

"What are we playing?" Brenda asks.

"Truth or dare." Minho says.

"Fine." Thomas says. "You go first."

"Okay, Teresa, truth or dare?" Minho says.

"Dare." She says.

"Kiss the hottest person in the room." Minho says.

Newt stiffens, expecting her to kiss Thomas but instead she turns to the side and kisses Brenda. Newt's mouth falls open. He knew she was bi but he still didn't expect this.

"Yes!" Newt shouts, jumping up. Then, he claps his hand over his mouth. "Oops."

Thomas takes his hand and pulls him back into his lap. "Let's relax, yeah?" 

He expects Brenda to pull away but she leans into it, tangling her fingers in her hair. Newt's eyes widen.

"Bloody hell." He says. "What is happening?"

Both girls pull away, red in the face. 

"Well, damn." Minho says. "I was not expecting that." 

Brenda clears her throat. "Right, well, moving on."

A/N: Well. Um. Nothing to say really. Anygay, thanks for reading. Love you. :3.