"Truth or dare, (y/n)?" Race asks, beginning one of the favorite games of the Lodging House. Immediately, a small circle of newsies forms on the floor. Crutchie, Romeo, Specs, Buttons, and Albert wouldn't miss this game for anything. Jack and Katherine, however, stay seated on a bench by the window on the opposite end of the room.
"So, (y/n), truth or dare?" Race asks again, his eyes alight with mischief.
"Truth," you reply, remembering how nasty your dare was the last time you played.
"Is it true," Race begins, deep in thought. "Is it true that you actually like to smoke cigars?"
You roll your eyes. "Absolutely not! Just because that's what you dared me to do last time doesn't mean I liked it!"
"Fine," Race says. "Your turn."
"Romeo," you pick. "Truth or dare?"
"Dare!" he exclaims, grinning from ear to ear.
Just then, Jack gets up from his seat and goes upstairs, presumably to get something from his 'penthouse'. This gives you an idea.
"I dare you to go flirt with Katherine and stay there until Jack comes back!" you announce.
"It's always a pleasure to speak with Miss Katherine," Romeo smiles and prances over to her.
She looks at him questioningly. He sits, and she scoots over, making room for him. He speaks to low for you to hear, but from how red Katherine's face is getting, you assume whatever he's doing is working.
"You got a death wish for Romeo?" Buttons teases in a whisper.
"Naw, but this'll be great to see!" you reply.
Just then, Jack enters the room. Romeo had been in the middle of telling Katherine something extremely flirtatious, and Jack had heard all of it. Romeo's charisma melted away under Jack's glare, leaving a frightened shorty in his place. Your circle starts to snicker.
"Romeo, get your skinny bottom outta my seat," Jack angrily orders. "And never let me catch you messing with my girl again, got it?"
"Alright, I won't let ya catch me again," Romeo retorts and scrambles back to the safety of the circle. "Okay, Crutchie, truth or dare?"
"Truth," Crutchie answers, as he usually does.
"Do you like a girl, Crutchie?" Romeo asks, in typical Romeo fashion.
Crutchie turns bright red. He glances at you and then at the floor. Your stomach does a flip. You've liked him for some time now, but does he like you? Or someone else?
"Yes," he mutters, staring intently at a crack in the floor.
"Details!" Romeo cries. "Give us some details!"
"Nope. It's my turn," Crutchie replies. "Truth or dare, Specs?"
"Truth," the boy replies, pushing his signature glasses further up on his nose.
"Did you truly find those glasses in the trash and thought they looked neat?"
"No!" Specs cries, indignant. "I went to an optometrist to get 'em."
"What's an op... optomologalist?" asks Albert."
"Optometrist," you correct him. "It's an eye doctor."
"My turn," Specs smiles. "Crutchie, truth or dare"
"Truth," Crutchie groans, knowing what's coming next.
"This girl you like," Specs begins, an evil look in his eyes. "Is her name (y/n)?"
Your mouth wide open, you look at Specs, astonished. "Specs!" you cry in horror.
"Yes," Crutchie whispers, blushing and looking up at you. You smile at him, relieved, and he grins back. "(Y/n), truth or dare?"
"Truth," you mumble.
"Do you like me back?" Crutchie asks nervously.
"Yes, I do," you answer.
He reaches out and takes your hand. "Good." Everyone's attention is on you two now.
"Race," you suddenly say. "Truth or dare?"
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Newsies Imagines
FanfictionA collection of various "Newsies" imagines written around 2016-2017. Thought it would be fun to keep them all in one place as a kind of time capsule back into my thoughts and feelings during high school. Posted in no particular order.
