Ending

Devouring Rush

"Thomas... It was better this way, he will meet you there"

"Dad please don't say that. It wasn't better, I wanted us to go together."

"Please, Tom. Don't do it to yourself, you can go peacefully, painless, they'll make sure of that in the hospital"

"Dad, I don't want to die in a stupid hospital, incapable, unconscious for most time. I don't wanna have to spent my last days on drugs to not feel any pain"

"I..I thought you'd give up this plan after what happened."

"It wouldn't be fair, dad! He died in pain, agony."

"You don't have to go like that too, please son. Newt would understand."

-/-

Thomas heard his name being called.

"Dad? Will you come in with me?"

"I wouldn't leave you there alone if the world was ending son"

The emotion on Thomas' eyes warmed his father's heart. He held his son close to him, and kept telling him reassuring words. "It's gonna be fine, Tom. You'll be fine" Tears were now running down both of their faces.

"Thanks, dad" practically inaudible, the boy mumbled to his father "I love you so much".

And they went in to talk to his doctor.

-/-

Thomas POV

I'm lying in my bed, staring at the ceiling, still thinking about what Dr. Janson had said.

He's right. Newt deserves my mind filled with thoughts of his voice, his sweet laugh, his not so innocent whispers. I relax, close my eyes. How would he like to be remembered? He always did like music, so maybe I should listen to his favorites? I decide that's a good idea and just go with it.

I go through the small list of songs I have in my phone and pretty much realize it's all stuff Newt would listen, I'm not really a big fan of music. If he would like to listen to Taylor Swift in paradise, so be it, Taylor it is. I select one song randomly, I knew I would get great memories anyway; I only asked Newt for a song when something significant happened in our relationship.

The song starts, I can't control laughter. It's Beyoncé.

-/-

"Newt, are you sure you want to go running?"

"What's wrong with running, I used to do it all the time back home"

"Did you eat your lunch?"

"I.. no, Tommy. Sorry"

"You aren't going to run without food in your stomach, forget it."

"C'mon, I can take it"

Thomas reached Newt's hand and held it on his lips. He kissed his lover's fingertips repeatedly. "Please, don't. You need to feed yourself properly."

The boy came closer "Fine." he reached for Thomas lips, eyes closed already, but Thomas backed away.

".. Newt" he opened his eyes, disappointed. "Look in my eyes and tell me you'll take better care of yourself. Promise."

"Tommy. I promise." and then they shared the sweetest kiss.

*

"Let's go running then"

"Thank you for doing this with me. It calms me down you know"

"Then we shall do it more often. Do you have your water?"