newt x male reader

hope pt. 3

Newts pov:

"I hate to break this romance but we have to go back to the glade, the walls should close soon", Minho said.

Y/N and I let go of each other. Our eyes are still locked. Neither of us wanted to break it, like we were frozen. "Guys!", Minho reminded us one more time. Pulling us back into reality. "Yeah let's go!", Y/N said and signed me to run. He was himping. The walls started to rumble. Frypan grabbed Y/Ns hand and dragged him after him. We all ran as fast as we could and barely made it out. Y/N broke down on the grass. He was out of breath. Chuck came running to us, followed by the other gladers. Who realized that he was back.

"Oh bloody-" "Are you okay?"  "Y/N, should the med-jacks check you?" "What have you seen?" "Have you been stung?" "How did you even survive?" "We thought you died." "How do these monsters look?"

Shortly after, the med-jecks came and carried him away. I tried to run after them but Minho stopped me. He said: "Let them do their things. He might be hurt. It is better if they check him." I tried my best to distract myself, but all I wanted was to see him again.

So I walked up to their house and knocked on the door. Jeff opened the door and greeted me: "Hey Newt, how are you?" "I'm fine, just very worried about Y/N. Can I see him?" He looked at me and then left to check something. I heard Y/N say something he spoke slow. Jeff came back a few seconds later and answered: "I'm sorry, he's very tired and exhausted. We think it would be best for him to sleep and rest. Nothing to distract him would be the best right now."

I looked at him and just nodded. He mumbled another apology and shut the door.  I decided to check if there was anyone at the campfire. Thomas sat there.  I sat down next to him.

"You know, I feel like it is my fault that Y/N ran into the maze.", he said straightforward. I looked at him. Thomas was looking at the ground. Feeling too ashamed to look me in the eyes. "Are you serious? He wanted to save you. It is not your fault. It is his kindness that was telling him to save you. Y/N is gonna be okay." Gathering his thoughts he looked around, looking for the right answer.

"I was just the new boy around, trying to find a way out. When I should've listened to you I was stubborn. Not only putting me into danger but Y/N.", he explained. My heart stopped for a second. "Thomas you weren't the first to do it. We never saw anyone come back. I'm glad you're still alive."

Thomas left without saying another word...

Y/Ns POV:

After Newt knocked on the door I tried to get some sleep, but all I thought about was him. He had to put up with so much trouble lately. The last days I spent in absolute danger. Without knowing if I ever see him again. I thought I'd die in the maze. The moment I saw Minho, I broke down.

The only reason I sent Newt away was to get some rest, but I couldn't get it without him.

I didn't see any of the med jacks so I tried to leave to get some fresh air and maybe to find Newt. My legs still were bruised. It was very hard and painful for me to walk. Before I could even leave my legs gave up and I collapsed.

Newt's Pov:

Some time ago I saw Jeff and Clint leave the hut. I couldn't take my mind off Y/N. One glance wouldn't hurt at all. My eyes wandered around one more time to check if they were coming back. No one was in sight, so  I made my way to the hut. Quietly I opened the door and looked inside. "Oh Newt.", a familiar voice said. He was laying on the floor, his leg looked twisted.

I kneeled down and took a closer look at his leg. worried i asked him: "oh dear, does it hurt?"  Y/n seemed confused. "What do you mean Newt?" "Your leg is twisted."

Shocked he tried to get up but failed. "Wait I'll get Clint and Jeff, just stay right here." But right as I wanted to leave the door opened and they came back. Jeff seemed mad. "Newt I told you to let Y/N rest!"

"Wait wait wait, he came in and I was already on the floor. I'm glad he's here.", y/n distributed. Clint kneeled down and looked at his leg. "It seems broken.", he said. After a bit of talking we decided that he'd come over to me, since he didn't want to spend more time in the hut.

We carried him over and put him on the bed. "Newt it is the best for y/n if you help him lay in different positions, so he won't get sore.", Clint told y/n. Then they left and we were alone.

The next days were painful for Y/N, he needs help with everything He is in so much pain, barely able to speak, eat, sleep or even breathe at this point. Even though he tries to hide it, I can see it in his face. Every minute possible I spend with him.

When I came back from grabbing our lunch he was finally asleep from all the exhaustion. His face looks peaceful, it's the first time in days. In this state he looks so cute, like everything was alright.  For a minute I got carried away and walked up to him. My hand brushed through his hair, it felt soft and still a little bit damp... this morning I washed his hair.

I don't know what these feelings were I felt while I helped him but my stomach felt like it was turning around. Some people would call it love, but I'm not sure.
Everyone is talking about how they remember woman and the way they loved them but me... I never felt something like these feelings for woman.

ONE UPDATE IN AGES IDK HOW TO FEEL ABOUT IT BUT I EANTED TO FINISH THE DRAFT