"Minhooooooo oh my gooooood," Teresa groaned, throwing a pillow at him. "Enough with your fucking protein shakes!"
"Hey!" Minho threw the pillow back. "My protein shakes actually taste good!"
"That was one time!" Teresa buried her face in the pillow as the boys laughed.
"So what are we watching?" Newt asked. "Or did we even decide?"
"Oh! Can we watch A Dog's Purpose?" Thomas asked excitedly.
"No! I've cried enough today!" Minho stated. "We're watching Death Note, and that's final!"
"Isn't that an 18s movie?" Thomas said.
"We're 17. Legit makes no difference."
Thomas was unsure going into it, he wasn't much a fan of horror movies but his fiends wanted to watch it so he didn't complain.
As Light had the asshole's head decapitated by the ladder on top of the van, Thomas grimaced a little at the sight.
Fortunately, a certain blonde noticed.
"You okay Tommy?" He asked quietly, gently.
Thomas nodded. "All good."
"Is it the movie?"
"Here, stop talking," Teresa threw a handful of popcorn at the boys and turned back to the movie.
Newt shifted a little closer and squeezed Thomas's hand, which made the other boy's heart leap. As Newt started to pull his hand away, Thomas held onto it. He didn't see Newt trying not to smile.
Their hands stayed together until Minho had to go to the bathroom and stood up, so they quickly pulled their hands apart, both blushing slightly.
When the movie became mildly gruesome again, Thomas stood and left the living room.
Minho looked at Newt and nodded where Thomas was. "Go on. Go give him a blow job or whatever, just be quiet."
"Minho!" Newt scolded but got up.
He found Thomas by the window, cracked open.
"Hey Tommy," he smiled. "You doing okay?"
"Hm? Oh hey, yeah I just..I dunno, horror isn't my thing," Thomas laughed dryly.
"We can stay here then," Newt leaned against the wall, looking at the boy in front of him. The beautiful, brunette boy, whose eyes sparkled and hair was always a bit messy and whose nose looked so...boopable and whose lips were just-
Newt blinked out of his trance.
"Were you staring at me?" Thomas asked.
"I- I mean..how can I not?"
Thomas laughed and took Newt's face and kissed him. It lasted a moment, a moment that would last forever.
Newt was blushing when they broke away. "I- um- right well-"
"I like you too," Thomas grabbed Newt's hand and held it. "I like you a lot."
Newt was still in shock. "Minho said I should give you a blow job-"
"Oh my god," Thomas facepalmed. "Not on day one like. Maybe in a month or whatever."
"Oh! Would you like that?"
"I mean," Thomas shrugged. "From you definitely."
Newt still hadn't stoped blushing.
Thanks to my friend homo bean for instilling a mild confidence
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