ᵒⁿᵉ 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 ⁿᵉʷᵗᵐᵃˢ ᵃᵘ (ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ)

escape

Newt and Thomas sit in the trunk of Minho's truck, a blanket wrapped around them. 

"Wind is colder than I'd like." Thomas says. 

"Well, you're hotter than I'd like." Newt says. "You're awfully distracting when I'm trying to murder people."

"Oh, I'm so sorry." Thomas says sarcastically. 

"Yeah, well, you should be." Newt says. He puts one leg over Thomas and puts his arms around his neck. "It's pretty hard not to kiss you constantly."

"I see no reason why you shouldn't be." Thomas says. 

Newt laughs. "Alright, fair enough."

Newt leans over and kisses him, putting his hands into his hair. Thomas rests his hands on his hips and kisses him harder. They pull away, panting.

"I wouldn't have stopped but I don't know if this is the safest or best place to do things." Newt says.  

"Uh...yeah, probably not." Thomas says. "But I've never really been one for safety."

Newt laughs. "Well, as true as that is, still no."

Thomas frowns. Then, Minho pulls the car over and walks over to them.

"Okay," He says. "We have about ten miles left. I'm not technically allowed to cross the border, so you're gonna have to go on from here yourselves. I'll just take my money and leave."

Newt looks at Thomas, who holds back a laugh. 

"Here's a crazy thought," Newt says. "Come with us."

Minho looks at him. "What?"

"Come with us!" Newt says. "It'll be fun! You can be a fugitive with us!"

Minho purses his lips, thinking. "I don't know if it's a good idea." 

"It's a great idea!" Newt says, jumping out of the truck. "Come with us! We can leave the truck so we don't get traced, but come on! It'll be a lot of fun!"

Thomas climbs out too, standing next to Newt, mostly just watching to see if this works. Minho's eyes turn to him. 

"Why?" He asks.

"Well, I have a strange habit of running away with random boys." Thomas interjects.

"Tommy, you're not helping." Newt says. "But I guess I do too, actually. Well, I just take them along with me, but you get it. So what do you say?" 

Minho sighs. "Fine. I'll come. But I can't stay."

"Right, not allowed in Canada." Newt says. "Why, exactly?"

"Why are you not allowed here?" Minho asks. 

"Right. Fair enough." Newt says. "We should get going. We can probably reach Canada by this time tomorrow."

That night, all three boys sit in a small forest near the side of the road. Minho sleeps against a tree and Thomas rests his head in Newt's lap. 

"What happens next?" Thomas asks. 

"What do you mean, love?" Newt asks, playing with Thomas's hair. 

"When we reach Canada," Thomas says. "What happens then?"

"Well," Newt says. "I guess we just get to happy."

"That doesn't add up." Thomas says. "What happens when you become a fugitive in Canada too?"

"Well, who says I will?" Newt says. "I'll make sure we're safe, okay? Anything for you, Tommy." Thomas sits up and hugs him. Newt looks taken aback but hugs him too. "You okay?"

"I just..." Thomas says. "I just need you to not die, okay?"

"Who says I'm dying?" Newt says, putting his hands Thomas's face. "I'm not dying, love." 

"But-" Thomas starts.

"Okay," Newt says. "I'm going to explain something to you. I can't get hurt by the explosions I cause. I've only got hurt by something they cause once. So you don't need to worry."

"What?" Thomas says. "You got hurt once?"

Newt's expression changes for a split second before returning to a soft smile. "That's a story for another time."

"Why?" Thomas asks.

"Tommy," Newt says. "Go to sleep."

Thomas looks at him. "But-"

"No, Tommy, not now." Newt says, shaking his head. 

Thomas sighs. "Fine." He moves, resting his head on Newt's shoulder. "I love you."

Newt smiles, putting an arm around him. "I love you too."

A/N: I keep crying over One Direction songs because they remind me of Newtmas. And my playlists just keep getting more specific. I have a playlist called One Direction Songs That Remind Me Of Newtmas-

Anygay, thanks for reading! Love you guys! <3.