What happens, love

Hi

   Y/n woke up soaked. She felt the droplets of rain roll down her body to the cold wet hammock she was on. Why was it raining? And why was it so angled that it hit her hammock beneath the covering?   
  At least she wasn't the only one awake. When she went down the ladder she heard the boys muttering through the rambling of the rain. As she jogged peacefully through the soaking glade to the cookhouse. At this point her hair was sticking to her face and neck and her clothes were almost part of her skin. She was trembling in cold.
"Oh my god! What happened, love?" Asked a perfectly dry Newt chuckling in awe.
"The rain got to my shucking hammock somehow, and now all my clothes are wet and there's nothing I can do." She said pissed off, trying to take her hair off her face. Newt smiled and hesitantly came over to her and helped with her hair. She blushed so hard she had to look away and smile. The blonde grinned at the action.
"Oh, you must be freezing!" He said suddenly snapping. The girl was holding her arms and shaking.
"Not that much." She said as he pushed her by the shoulder, leading her to follow him.
   He took her to his hammock. Also dry. He got a t shirt and pants under it, handing them to the girl. She grabbed them and gave him a 'thank you' look. They just looked awkwardly at each other, Newt completely clueless.
"Newt? Can you..." she said shyly and he realized.
"Oh, yeah, sorry." He said turning around feeling stupid.
  She swiftly removed her top and put on the tee. It was big but comfortable. She had to fight the urge she had to just nuzzle herself on his shirt, his scent. And he had to control his desire to turn around and see beautiful y/n wearing his clothes (or none at all).
   When she was done she cleared her throat to let him know. He turned around and smirked, as he looked at his girl with an oversized tee and his sweatpants. He couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of her wearing the baggy outfit. She had her arms crossed, since she had to remove the bra, blushing but hiding it with a fake-angry face.
"Thanks." She said.
"It's nothing" he answered and they just stood there. They looked down, at each other, then down again. She then sat down on his hammock and he observed.
"Hey... uh, you can sleep here if you want, you know, your hammock is wet... I, no one wants you to get a cold so..." he offered and she smiled.
"Oh, okay. But really is no big deal, you don't have to offer your place, I can find somewhere else..."
"No. It's okay, I insist." He cut her off.
   She just kept sitting down when he decided to do something. He sat by her side, the hammock shifting with his weight and she was pushed on top of him. She blushed like crazy and so did he.
"Oh my god! I'm sorry! Are you okay?" He asked worried that she was hurt. He was sitting and now she had her body across his, having to sit on his lap to stabilize herself in the hammock. She chuckled.
"Im fine Newt." She settled herself on his chest with a smile. He didn't expect that so he just sat there, stiff, afraid to touch her. "Are you okay?" She asked teasingly as he finally realized and carefully placed his hand on her back and put his cheek on the top of her head.
"I'm great." He answered and she snuggled more into him, so he took her in his arms and lay down, putting his feet on the hammock and her body on his, wanting to be as close as possible. He started rubbing her back and thinking.
   He needed to do something. Ever since she told him how she felt he had been dying to tell her too, but he didn't know how. Now was the perfect time.
"Hey, y/n?!" He asked quietly not really knowing if she was awake.
"Hm?'' She groaned lazily. "What's up?"
  Oh god. Now he needed to tell her. Shit.
"I wanted to talk about us. What... what are we?" He asked vaguely as she turned her head to look at him with a questioning look, supporting her body with one arm as the other stayed on his chest.
"You are the first girl I've ever met. And all my time here I never imagined I would ever find someone. But then you came, a stubborn, funny, beautiful girl, and made me feel all this stuff I'd never felt before. And then we kissed. And it's the most amazing thing that ever bloody happened. And I don't know what happens now."
   Her heart was pounding so fast that he could feel it. He was nervous too. Was he too soapy, too straight? She was absolutely speechless. She couldn't even breath. She just looked at him stunned.
"Say something. Please." He said impatient and she smiled brightly as she put both her hands on his face and pulled him closer so that they were both sitting.
"Hi." She said simply and then kissed him. At first he was surprised, but then kissed back. It was a passionate kiss, slow and loving. His hands were on her hip, but it was hard to reach because of the limited space on the hammock, so he pulled her onto his lap so she was straddling him, not pulling away for one second.
   She was so happy she couldn't even contain herself. She wanted him. She needed him. One of his hands rested lightly on her thigh now, stroking her skin with his thumb, as she smiled into the kiss, then he put his other hand on her waist, pulling her even closer to him. He stroke her warm flesh under her shirt, almost groaning when he noticed she wasn't wearing a bra.
   Her hands trailed freely down his torso, since she was supported now, and she couldn't help but notice something pressing against her thigh. 'Oh God' she thought and let out a sight that sounded more like a moan.
   When she finally pulled away, out of breath, she looked deep into his dark eyes, not being able to hide her huge smile.
"Hi." He said groggy and stroke her cheek.
   Y/n kissed his lips once again before laying on his chest, feeling the quick beats of his heart.
"So that meant you like me too huh?" He asked jokingly and she laughed.
"Of course, you shank." He smiled brightly now and kissed the top of her head.
"Hey Newt, come on now- WOAH!" Gally came closer and saw the scene. Y/n and Newt almost fell off the hammock. "Ah so you and 'shovel girl' are sucking face? Nice!" He said and both Newt and the girl flushed red.
"Get out Gally." She said, burying her face on the crook of Newt's neck out of embarrassment.
   They could hear as Gally went off running.
"Guys, you'll never guess what I just saw..."