Imagine #6 - Newt (You make it to paradise)

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(Sorry this is quite short)

You were watching the sunset. The oranges, yellows, reds, pinks all so beautiful. The breeze blew the hair out of your face, letting it drop down on your back. You were finally free. And you felt it. No more killing, tests, experiments, sadness...it was all in the past now. Now you could focus on the present.

You felt a pair of strong arms wrap around your small waist. You breathed deeply and shut your eyes.

"Y/N..." a familiar voice whispered in your ear, muffled through your hair.

"Mmm?" you sigh, putting your head back, resting it on the chest that you lent against.

"What are we going to do now?" his voice seemed worried. You turned around so your forehead was against yours. His brown eyes were slightly covered from his dirty blond hair. You gently brushed it out the way, pressing a soft kiss to his lips.

"We can do whatever we want now, Newt." you whisper, not letting your eyes move from his. "We are free.."

"It doesn't feel it Y/N." he shakes his head slightly. You put a hand to his warm cheek which he leans into. "WICKED could come back-"

"And if they do, Newt, we will protect each other- like we have done since the maze." he pulls you into him and you don't want to let go. Not ever.


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