a Whole Lotta Smut

it dosent mean anything right? part 3 (minewr)

Newt:

Newt sat at breakfast picking at his food. He bounced his leg up and down and stared at the table. He couldn't stop thinking about Minho and everything that had happened in the past few days. How did this all happen so quickly? He asked himself. One day we were just normal friends. I mean sure, I'd had a few dreams about him before, but I'd never wanted him like this. And I never would have thought he wanted me too.

Newt jumped into the air when someone placed a hand on his shoulder. "Shuck Newt, someone's high strung" Minho said.

Newt turned to look at him and saw he was standing with Alby and Ben. Newt pressed his lips together and met Minho's eyes for a moment before looking away. "Hey guys" he said as they all sat down at the table, Minho right next to Newt and Alby and Ben on the other side.

Alby immediately started talking about plans for the newest greenie. After a few minutes, Minho leaned in next to Newt. "Have a nice shower this morning?" he said in a quiet voice only Newt could hear.

Newt cleared his throat and sat up. "Fine" he said quietly, and hoped his face wasn't too red.

"What're you girls whispering about?" Alby asked and Newt jumped.

"Nothing" Newt said "so greenie bonfire tonight?"

"Yup, Gally's brewin' some more of his usual klunk, should be fun" Alby said.

"Good that" Newt said "well, erm, I'm guna get runnin'."

Newt started to stand up, but Minho grabbed his arm. "Slim it" he said "you're not goin' anywhere without me."

Newt stared down at Minho. "Then lets bloody go."

Minho:

Newt and Minho ran the maze yet again in an awkward silence. It was a very long day of running and a weird tension hung in the air the entire time. They took short breaks since they weren't talking much and they got back to the Glade earlier than usual.

When they got to the map room, they were the first ones there. They started to draw up the maps and Minho got fed up with the silence. "Are you pissed at me or something?" he asked and Newt practically jumped.

"No Minho, I'm not bloody pissed at you" Newt said.

"Then why aren't you talking to me?" Minho demanded.

"You're not talking to me either" Newt said.

Minho considered this as he fiddled with his pencil. "Can we go back to normal?" he asked. It wasn't really what he wanted, but he didn't want things to stay like they are now. He wanted his friend back.

Newt turned to face him. "What'd ya mean?" Newt asked, and Minho rolled his eyes. Newt knew what he meant, he was just playing dumb.

"Before things got weird! I'll try to keep my junk in check and I'll go back to ignoring your constant grunting and it'll be dandy" Minho said, and Newt let out a laugh.

"Yea, uh, that's probably a good idea" Newt said. "I'd say I'd stop my buggin' dreams, but I can't really do that so... But I will pretend not to notice if you, ya know, get excited."