Newsies oneshots

Myron x Morris // Caught

Myron kissed Morris in an allyway of Brooklyn. Myron has been feeling under the weather lately and has been spending his time hiding in Morris' room, but he felt better so he decided it was time to go home. So they were just kissing goodbye, making sure to be very well hidden. "I'll miss you." Myron sighed. "You're always free to come visit in Manhattan."
"Why don't you come to Brooklyn to visit me sometime?"
"Sure, getting my ass beat by not only your friends but my little brother sounds like fun." Morris said sarcastically, rolling his eyes.
Myron grinned, "Ok, I'll meet you here next week then."
"Oh shut up," Morris laughed and kissed him again, "I love you, baby."
"Don't call me that. I love you too."
They we're about to kiss for the last time, when Myron heard a familiar voice next to them go, "Uhh- Myron?

"Fuck-" He turned to see Bart standing next to him.
"Is that- the guy who beat up them Manhatten boys? Why are you kissing him?"
Myron let go of Morris and approached Bart, trying to think of what to say, "Dude, you can't say a word about this to Spot, OK?"
"But you ain't supposed to kiss or be dating someone against us, wouldn't that make you a traitor?"
"I'm not a traitor Bart- I just..."
That's when Hotshot and Spot appeared, and as soon as Spot recognised Morris, Oh he got pissed, "What the fuck do you think you're doing on my turf?!"
"You're the size of my thumb, trust me, you don't own Brooklyn." Morris said, clearly looking for a fight.
Myron hushed him,"Morris, shut up, Bart and Hotshot are twice your size."
"What's actually going on here?" Hotshot asked.
"Theys were kissing." Bart said.
"What?! Myron don't tell me yall are are an item- you know what he did to Race the other day-" Spot yelled, Hotshot actually holding him back, because he'd let Spot go off on Morris but it's best to keep him away from Myron.
"What if we are? You don't own him, he can date whoever he feels like dating." Morris laughed.
Hotshot stared at Myron, "If youre actually dating him, we will never fucking forgive you Myron, after all he's done to us and the Manhatten newsies."
Myron was tearing up, he was so overwhelmed, "This isn't fair."
Morris felt bad and put his hand on Myrons shoulder to say something to him, but Myron pushed his hand away and ran off crying. Morris was about to follow him when he was stopped by a hand holding onto his collar.
"You ain't going anywhere until we get pay back." Spot said, as Bart held onto Morris' collar and Hotshot angrily cracked his knuckles. All three getting ready to beat him up. Bart threw Morris on the floor and he blanked out.

Back at the lodging house, York sat on his bed reading and Graves was playing with a house rat when Myron burst in crying, "It's not fair!" Myron flopped onto his bed. York just thought he was being dramatic again so he sighed and asked, "What's wrong now?"
"Hotshot and Spot are mad at me because I'm dating someone they don't like, like, it's any of their buisness who I date."
"Oh, who are you dating?" York asked.
"Uh..." Myron though, "Remember when we helped those Manhattens when they were getting beaten up by goon?'
"Mhm, you dating a Manhatten?"
"...No."
York thought for a second and when he realised he gasped an sat up, "Oh yeah, you are fucked. He better be, like, really fucking hot for you to do something so stupid."
Myron sighed, "His name is Morris Delancey. And I know he's made some mistakes in the past, but he's also capable of so much love and kindness. I refuse to give up on him."
"That's sweet and all but your still seeing someone who beat up Hotshot and Spots boyfriends, they are going to find that guy and murder him."
"Welp, they already found him I guess, we got caught making out and I ran off when Hotsgot started pissing me off."
"So you left him alone?"
"Yes..." Then Myron realised and ran back into the allyway.

There, he found Morris on the floor, completely out. He gasped and kneeled down beside him, and held his boyfriend in his arms.
"What the fuck- I was gone for like two seconds-"
"Calm down we didn't kill him."
Myron looked up to see Spot, Bart and Hotshot leaning on the walls of the allyway. Hotshot smoking, as the other two just stared at Myron. Bart nodded to what Spot said, "We didn't even touch him, I threw him on the ground and I think his head hit a brick or something cause he past out cold."
Myron panicked and checked Morris' head for injuries, but Hotshot just sighed and said, "Hes fine, I already check, as long as he's breathing he's alive."
"Yeh, and as soon as he wakes up we are going to kill him, the only reason we didn't do it while he was out was because that wasn't a fair fight, and we are gentlemen." Spot smiled. Myron held Morris onto his chest, "If you lay a fucking hand on him-"
"Why are you defending him?!" Spot asked angrily, "Not the family you've had since you came here."
Myron shook his head holding Morris closer, "Please don't hurt him."
"He hurt our friends, including me and Spot's partners. You're so fucking pathetic." Hotshot mumbled and left, Spot and Bart following behind. Myron sighed of relief and dragged himself and Morris to the wall and leaned against it, holding him tight.
He kissed his forehead and mumbled, "You better be worth it cause I'm risking alot here."
Morris mumbled something inaudible making Myron laugh alittle, deciding he was staying there all night, protecting him.

(Might make a part 2)