You wake up with your eyes still closed and jolting sense of being moved, and with your breath a little unsteady, you quickly open your eyes only to see that you were not on the bed anymore, but on the floorboards; that would explain why your shoulder aches with newfound pain.
You turn over and move into a crouch before being able to stand once more, stumbling a little in place at how fast you had picked yourself up. You look back to the bed to see a massive version of one of the occamies, and then after checking your scarf at a glance, which now pulled lighter at your neck, the occamy was definitely in front of you, staring you down..
You know that predatory gaze from anywhere, and started to panic slightly, it was going to pounce on you, and with how big it is, it would certainly do a lot of damage; it almost twitched in it's actions, the scales on it seeming to move. You were screwed if you didn't move, but you didn't get the chance. You braced for an impact...
That never came? An.. Embrace around you, warm, and yet you felt a trembling touch, not a balanced one, and as you looked down, you saw arms.. Arms..!? Who.. Newt's arms. You saw his trench coat sleeves and relaxed a lot, then realised you probably should have gotten better footing first.
You fall backwards, and Newt goes down with you, saying, as he was on the ground, "d-did I scare you..? Sorry, I was j-just trying to help you.", you reply with a quick, "T-thank you.. I thought you left..", and with that, you felt your cheeks heat in embarrassment, and a beak, prodding at your cheek..? The occamy was now back within the confines of your scarf, nuzzling your cheek once again before sinking into the fabric it lay in.
You let out a sigh at what mayhem that was, and get yourself, and Newt, up off the ground, genuinely curious on what Newt had planned for the first day with you, if anything at all. And so you ask him, a little excited about the day ahead as you fiddle with your hands. "What is it, that you wanted to do first with me?", no, that didn't sound right, and so you corrected yourself, stuttering now, "I-I mean, W-what are you going to r-research first..?", and he turns to look at you now, seemingly going to tell you his answer...
(Definitely not Obvious Cliffhanger!)
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Not Just An Animal (Newt Scamander x Reader)
FantasyYou are y/n l/n, and you never got treated with the respect that others had, no, you were not privileged with such pleasantries, being different from the rest. You, were a genetic amalgam, a hybrid of many things. Fate is a mysterious thing that can...
