What If (Newtmas Fanfiction)

Chapter 2

Thomas' POV

I opened my eyes to be greeted with the sun burning through my eyes. I put my hand up to shade my eyes from the light, adjusting to the brightness. 

I scanned my surroundings, to see a wooden shed, there were a couple of blankets hanging over the ceiling. A couple of canopies and beds were laid out over the floor. There was a wooden door, and a couple of bags laying on the floor. 

I recalled what happened previously, it was a nightmare. It was so surreal, the torture of WCKED, of the flare, was it over? 

And then I saw him, standing under the sun. 

"Well look who's awake" Newt chuckled.

I couldn't believe my eyes, right in front of me.

"Did the cure...?" I hesitated, afraid of what the answer could be.

Newt nodded, a small grin plastered onto his face. A wash of relief flooded over me. Newt came over and sat next to me on the mattress I woke up from. After everything they've been through, after their endless torment. Being together, next to each other, it just felt right. 

Newt leaned his head onto my shoulder, sending bolts of electricity up my spine. I sighed, closing my eyes, enjoying this moment of peace. Then another figure came rushing into the shed. Minho.

"Welcome back to the living you ugly shank." His usual smirk still attached to his face.

I couldn't help but chuckle,

"Thanks, I missed you too." I replied, returning the compliment.

Minho, came forward and slapped my back, hard. I winced, still healing from my battle wounds. I couldn't help but like Newts greeting a little more.  I realized he had taken his head of my shoulder,  must have sat up when Minho came in. I was kind of disappointed, hoping he would place his head on my shoulders again. Missing his warmth immediately. His blonde hair brushing on my neck, his soft breathing echoing in my ears. 

"So what happened?" I asked out of curiosity.

"Well, after you passed out we gave Newt the cure and then he passed out too, so we had to carry both your fat heads back onto the berg." Minho explained briefly.

A pang of realization hit me, I lifted my trousers. There lied a small bite mark, a scar, but nothing compared to the crank bites I've seen on Brenda.

"You bit me." I teased Newt.

"Well I was buggin' out of my mind... but I am sorry Tommy." 

"Did I taste good?" I wiggled my eyebrows at Newt and burst into a fit of giggles, I could hear Minho beside me chuckling

Newt shoved me playfully and rolled his eyes at my immaturity.

I could have sworn I saw a shade of red creeping onto Newts face, but it could have just been the sun playing tricks on my eyes.

Then Brenda and Jorge walked in, 

"Thomas!" Brenda greeted me with a warm hug, I couldn't help but melt into her arms.

I've forgotten what it felt like to feel safe in a very long time. But being here in Brenda's arms, the entire world melted away, it felt like we were back in the old tunnels. Her presence made me feel secure. 

I finally snapped out of the trance, and let go of Brenda. 

Looking around I saw Jorge look at me with a hint of irritation in his eyes, I smiled feebly trying to look as apologetic as possible. Heat rushing up my cheeks. 

"You're lucky I respect you hermano, otherwise some unforseen consequences might've happen." Jorge explained. 

Brenda rolled her eyes in exasperation. I chuckled, everything felt so normal, so mundane. After all the chaos its hard to believe we were actually safe. 

"Where are we anyways?" I questioned.

"The safe haven dude" 

Hearing those words, I sighed in relief. Joy took over me. I don't remember once before being so untroubled. It was nice, like a warm tingling sensation all over my body.