Smut Please (boyxboy) #wattys2016

Something They Could All Agree On (Thominewt)

Minho POV

Newt and Minho sat on the bench in the metal room outside the room Thomas was being worked on. They were receiving the cure. From Thomas' head.

Minho's leg jigged impatiently and Newt's breath shook with nervousness.

"You're going to be fine, shank," Minho said to Newt assuringly. "Thomas is gonna get the cure, you'll see."

"Bloody hell, Minho, I know. I'm just worried about Tommy," Newt mumbled in reply. Minho looked straight at the blond, before lowering his head slightly.

"Me too," he said quietly.

Newt looked at Minho in awe and in confusion. "'Me too' what. What do you mean?"

Minho sighed, running his hands through his hair. "I mean, I like him too, shank."

Newt's eyebrows raised before he started nodding. "He looked pretty scared going in."

Minho gave Newt a look saying 'Why did you tell me that?! Now I'm really worried'

Newt gave him an apologetic look in reply before the door opened loudly and the two boys got to their feet straight away.

A woman in a white coat lead Thomas out of the room.

The brunett looked utterly dazed, his golden eyes bright and wary while his eyelids drooped. His hair was slightly wet with sweat and was sticking up.

This was a sight Minho had always wanted to see perhaps in his bed, but not like this.

Thomas was put into the arms of the two boys before the woman summoned Newt into the room.

As the door shut after Newt, Minho placed Thomas lying on the bench with the former runner's head on the former keeper's lap.

Minho placed his hand on the brunett's forehead. Thomas let out a sigh of relief at the coldness of Minho's hands making Minho chuckle slightly.

"Before you went in, the woman said that if you didn't have the cure then they wouldn't bring Newt into the room," Minho said softly to the boy on his lap. "That means you did it, Thomas."

When five minutes passed, the door opened and Newt, who was surprisingly in a better state than Thomas had been, walked out beaming. Thomas had settled back to himself in that time and the trio shared a big group hug.

"Let's get out of this tin can and go back to the village," Newt said happily as the three ran out.

All the immunes were waiting outside and hugged Newt and Thomas. Jorge giving Thomas a big clap on the back with the words of "Good job, hermano," while Brenda gave him a long, hard hug before running after Jorge.

When all the drama was over Minho glanced over to Newt who looked right back at him and then to Thomas.

Thomas, being the confused boy he'd always be, looked between the two with a puzzled expression.

"W-what..?"

Minho just smiled.

"Newt and I were thinking of the many ways we could say thank you for what you've done," the older Runner said, glancing at Newt while smirking, hoping the blond had the same idea.

Newt looked puzzled for a moment before something clicked and he smiled cheekily at Thomas. Thomas on the other hand, hadn't the slightest clue to what the others were getting at. Minho chuckled and stepped forward before Thomas. The bambi eyed boy looked up at Minho and as Minho bent down, Thomas' breath hitched.

Newt watched happily as Minho cupped Thomas' face into a kiss. The previous Greenie's eyes were blown wide and he clearly didn't know what to do with his hands. Laughing at Thomas' flailing, Newt came up behind Thomas and starting sucking at his neck, making the boy whine into the kiss.