Dead of the Night - poly!newtmas

Prologue - watching, waiting, commiserating

Series Synopsis - completely broke and freshly moved to New York City, you get a job at a sketchy restaurant to keep yourself afloat. Barely a week in, you meet two mysterious strangers who think you should stay with them. Can tall, dark and handsomes live up to their reputation?

Chapter Summary - the boys discover you, and agree that they must have you

Warnings - stalking behaviour, dark behaviour, mafia!newtmas, Thomas and Newt love each other, let me know if there's anything else

Word Count - 585

Notes - let's hope I don't get bored halfway through this series !!, also block the #dark megs tag if you don't want my dark content!!

"Tommy," Newt pushed against the boys shoulders, stemming the relentless flow of neck kisses being laced over the British boy's sensitive skin. Thomas looked disappointed, slumping back in the leather upholstery of the brand-new looking SUV. There's another one in front of them, completely identical to their one and containing four burly looking bodyguards.

It wasn't a stakeout, per se. They were just interested in the girl living in the block of flats across from the warehouse. She'd pranced about, shortest skirt in the world flying about in the breeze, practically begging them to pay attention to to her as she carried boxes from her beat-up looking car up the stairs of the building.

So, they sat outside the block of flats at 11:34pm to... investigate? Check up on you? Neither of them could really speculate but they were there and they wouldn't back away now.

"S'up, baby?" Thomas always called him that, mostly because he knew it annoyed him but the dark haired boy also adored to watch Newt blush, "nothing's happened for ages, she's probably asleep,"

"Then let's get our tech guy to dig stuff up on her," Newt shrugged, glancing out once again to see your curtain was still open and light still on, "do you reckon she fell asleep with the light on by accident or she's afraid of the dark?"

"I think she's scared," Thomas planted his chin on Newts shoulder, breathing down his neck as he pointed at the fluorescent bulb visible from the window, not covered by a shade, "it's just a bare bulb, and she looks like too much of a princess to not decorate it unless she didn't want the light blocked. Plus, she's in a new place, she probably doesn't feel safe,"

"We'll keep her safe," Newt bobbed his head to his own words, smirking as a notification popped up on his phone screen, "cameras are gonna get put in as soon as she leaves the house, everywhere except the bathroom,"

"And we'll find out where she works?" Thomas sent a text off from his own phone, contacting their tech geek to get a background check on the girl, "I wonder if we could talk to her,"

"Of course we'll talk to her, don't be stupid," the other replied, eyeing another tenant in your building as they walked up the steps and unlocked the door, "and get the nerds to run checks on everyone in the building, see if anyone's got a record,"

"And if they have?" Thomas locked eyes on the same man, wondering if he was on the same floor as you. If he was up to anything. Why he was out so late.

"Then we get them to take care of it," Newt nodded to the car in front of them, to the two pairs of henchmen with semi-automatics strapped to their chests, "and we get rid of the evidence,"