Different -newtmas-

Preperation

Thomas saw Newt in the corner of his eye. He waved to him, he immediately waving back, big smile planted on his face.

"Hey Thomas, this is amazing!" Chuck exclaims, almost finished with his plate. Thomas hadn't taken a bite if his food yet, he wasn't all that hungry anyways. "Hey guys!" Newt smiles at the boys, sitting next to Thomas. "Thomas cooked this excellent potato, you have to try it Newt!" Chuck hurriedly said to Newt. "Oh, well in that case." Newt said, taking a bite of the potato. "Oh my god Tommy, how?" Newt smiles. "I just peeled, chopped and cooked them nothing special, fry did all the work." Thomas explains, rolling his eyes. "Yeah, but Fry's potatoes weren't as good as that before." Chuck said.

"You shoud eat Tommy." Newt says, pointing to the boys plate, full of food. "I'm not that hungry." Thomas said, knowing Newt woud keep pressuring him to try it, until he did. "Tommy plea-" Thomas grabbed a spoonful of potatoes and chicken and ate it. He coudn't admit, but the food was amaizing. "So?" Newt asked. "Meh" Thomas replied, knowing he was lying. "Aight, I'm going to clean the klunking bathroom, bye guys." Chuck says, as he gets up from his stool.

"Tommy, did you also see the-" "yeah" Thomas didn't want to talk about it. Newt did though.
"You don't want to talk about it right?" Newt saw clearly through his head. "Do you?" Thomas replied. "I do Tommy." Newt mumbled, drinking his water. "Aight, spit it out then." Thomas smiled at the boy.

"You were working for the creators, you wanted to be with me, so they allowed, they weren't sure if you were on their side." Newt whispered to his ear. Thomas definetly wasn't on their side. Not after he lived through what they had made. "So are you on their side?" Newt asked, seeing the boy was deep in his thoughts. He put an arm around his shoulder. "No, definetly not, I woud never be. I don't know why I worked for them" Thomas quietly murmured, so only Newt woud hear. "I beleive you Tommy, and even if you don't remember sacrificing yourself for me, I will be forever grateful, that you did." Newt smiled, Thomas retuning his smile, he almost invisibly snuggled against him.

"I'm grateful that I did it too, I mean, imagine living in the maze without me, I woudn't know what these bastards were put through." Thomas sarcastically smiled, looking around the room. He thought of Chuck, Minho, Fry and Zart, and of course

His Newt.

"Yeah, I can't imagine living without you Tommy." Newt smiled, throwing his arms around Thomas, but he pulled back soon after, because there were other gladers around.

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"As you know, the doors aren't closing even today, we're all following the same plan as yesterday. If a greiver comes, you all stay silent and nobody moves." Newt announced to the listening gladers including Thomas.

"Ei, shank what's up" Thomas knew that voice, it was Minhos. "Eh, tired." Thomas replies looking over to the smiling asian.

Thomas knew there was a long night ahead of him, so when he got to the meeting room he fell asleep the second his head hit the maze walls.

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The boy woke up covered with a blanket and-

Newt?

And a pillow. All of the gladers had the same strategy as Thomas, all peacefully sleeping. Thomas knew Newt was a light sleeper, so he made sure to not move a muscle.

Newts arm was wrapped around Thomases shoulder, his legs around Thomases, spooning him. Thomas felt like the luckiest boy in the world, but soon after he realised what he had ahead of him, and he was not so lucky anymore.

"Mmm" Newt groaned, waking up. "Mornin' Newt." Thomas quietly said, half-asleep. Newt smiled to him, his hair messed up, standing in all directions. "Why is it always me and you that wake up first?" Newt asks, seeming to be less tired than Thomas. "I have no idea. Do you think any greivers will enter the glade?" Thomas asks back, leaning his head on the maze walls. "Oh god Tommy, I hope klunking not." Newt says, erasing a smile from his face.

Newt places a finger on Thomases mouth, as they hear a noise.

Minho is waking up. A wave of relief shocks their bodies. "What are you two lovebirds already doing up?" Minho asks in his sleepy voice, his eyes barely open. "Sod off." Newt laughs, slapping the gladers back. "And so what if we are?" Newt chuckles, looking over to Thomas and seeing his shocked face.

After all, he did just break their promise. "Don't worry, Minho won't tell anyone Tommy." Newt whispers to him, calming him down. "Aight, I'm going back to sleep, and don't worry, I won't tell any of the other shanks." Minho says, laying back into his blankets.

"I'm sorry I broke the promise Tommy, I really am." Newt calmly whispers, putting an arm around Thomases shoulder. "It's okay, Minho promised, but if he breaks this one I'm going to klunking lose it." Thomas leans on the blondes arm.

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(A/N) HEYYY, I might be going on a short break from writing, but don't worry, I have atleast 4 chapters prepared.

I have alot of studying and tests this month.