Minewt One-shots

You Caused It

Minho had never before felt such seething rage. A white, hot anger that comes with grief. Newt died. Newt died and he wasn't there to say goodbye. He wasn't there to tell his best friend, his lover, goodbye. And the only one he could think of to blame was Thomas. Oh how Minho wanted Thomas to see how angry he was.

Minho stormed up to Thomas and immediately shoved him against the wall, holding him up by the collar of his shirt. Oh this was going to feel good. Minho reeled his hand back and hit Thomas square in the nose.

"What was that for?" Thomas yelled as he held his nose.

"As if you wouldn't know"

"I don't know what you're talking about, Minho."

"Oh, you don't remember killing the love of my life."

Thomas's face changes and his voice is lower when he says, "That's not on me, Minho."

"Then who, Thomas? Who else would it be on. You're the one that shot him in the head" Minho yells back.

"He asked me to,"

"What right did you have to do that?" It was getting even harder for Minho to control his feelings now.

"Minho, he was going to go crazy, I didn't want him to suffer because he was my friend," Now Thomas's voice had rose.

Minho grabs ahold of Thomas again, "You didn't even let me say goodbye."

"I wish I would've,"

"Did you even think about me? Did either of you ever think about how I would feel?"

Thomas looks away. No. He never thought about Minho in all of this. If Newt didn't even want him there, was he ever really wanted? Did Newt ever love him? Tears start to spill out of Minho's eyes. Thomas wraps him up in a hug and starts to rub his back.

"Why didn't he say goodbye?" Minho bawls into Thomas's shoulder.

Thomas just shushes Minho and continues to rub circles into his back. After what feels like hours standing there, Thomas leads Minho back to his bed to get some rest. Minho pushes away the hands that try to push him down.

"Do you think he loved me?"

Thomas nods, " I just don't think he wanted you to see him die."

This time Thomas is able to push Minho down onto the bed. Minho pulls up the blankets and tries to wipe away more tears.

"Try to get some sleep. You might feel better when you wake up."

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Kinda short and sad, but here we are. Anyway Merry Christmas to those who celebrate. Sorry for not updating. Also I've been thinking about uploading this onto AO3 too, but just a thought.