Textbooks, Tests and Oh, College - [Newtmas AU]

It's Not A Date .V

"I've actually never even seen this place," Thomas laughed as he stopped in front of a small cafe.

"We've only been here for 2 days," Newt shook his head at his friend.

"Just shut up and get inside," Thomas childishly stuck his tongue out then held open the door.

Newt tried his hardest not to blush as he mumbled a thank you and hurried inside.

Newt mentally cursed, he didn't know why the brunette could do what he did to him but he was sure that he'd never felt the erupting butterflies in his stomach that Thomas could give him by just looking at him for a fraction of a second.

Thomas followed behind close enough that Newt could feel the heat radiating off him, it sent shivers down Newt's back.

They stopped in front of the counter to look at the menu.

"This is on me," Thomas grinned, pulling wadded up bills out of his pocket.

"No, I brought my money I can pay my half....." Newt protested but cut off by Thomas repeatedly shaking his head.

"I said it's on me."

"But..." Newt started but Thomas quickly put his hand over his mouth.

"No," he smirked and pulled his hand away. Newt felt his cheeks turn bright red and he diverted his gaze to the floor.

"Alright I know what I'm getting. What about you?" Thomas asked after a few moments of silence.

Newt quickly looked up and nodded, he actually didn't know but he made a split decision to just get a hot chocolate and a muffin.

Thomas ordered for them while Newt picked a table. There was an open two person seating by the window so he chose that one. He sat across from the empty chair, waiting for Thomas to come with the food.

As he was waiting he zoned out, staring at the wall. His mind wandered to this being an actual date with Thomas, they'd have lunch and hold hands and before Newt left Thomas would kiss...

"Here you go sir," Thomas dramatically put Newt's food in front of him, making Newt jump and snap out of his daze.

"Thanks Tommy," Newt mumbled as he blew on his hot chocolate.

Thomas stopped and cocked his head,"What did you just call me?"

Newt instantly turned deep red, "I...uh...I'm sorry I meant Thomas," he stammered.

Thomas shook his head and laughed, "jeeze Newt, relax it's fine, you can call me Tommy."

"Okay....Tommy," Newt smiled a bit.

Thomas just stared at him, obviously trying to hold in a laugh,"Oh Newt, you are something else."

Newt blushed again as butterflies erupted in his stomach...this boy was going to be the death of him.

"Alright so why do you wanna go into the health department?" Thomas asked as he bit off a piece of his bagel.

"I wanna save people, cure people. I've always wanted to help, that's also why I'm taking psychology...to help people that their problems aren't purely physical."

"That's so awesome!" Thomas exclaimed as he swallowed what was in his mouth.

"You really think so?" Newt asked shyly.

"Hell yeah! You know Newt if you just talked more you'd be the perfect person," Thomas reached over the table and ruffled the blonde's hair.

"And if I didn't limp," Newt added softly.

"Awh Newt, don't worry about that minor detail," Thomas tapped Newt's nose then pulled his arm away to take a sip of his coffee.

"Well why'd you get into architecture?" Newt asked, still sheepish from all the compliments.

"That's actually a good question because I don't exactly know. I guess I majored in it because I'm good at it. When I was still in high school I had a side job at WICKED, I watched them draw blueprints and sometimes I got to sit on the trucks and watch the construction..." Thomas trailed off,"sorry I'm probably boring you."

"No, not at all," Newt shook his head making Thomas smile brightly.

"You know Newt, I'm really glad I met you, we need to hang out more often."

Newt swore his heart stopped beating.

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"Tommy, I told you, you don't have to walk me back. I'm not a little kid," Newt rolled his eyes.

"That is correct, you're not a kid but you are little therefore I must walk you back," Thomas declared.

Newt just kinda growled at the other boy which made Thomas burst out into laughter.

"You look like an angry kitten when you do that!"

"Stop," Newt whined, crossing his arms.

"Okay, I'm done," Thomas wiped his eyes and took a deep breath, "but I'm still convinced you're a kitten."

"Don't you have class?" Newt shot Thomas a sideways glare.

"Not till 4," Thomas winked, "can't get rid of me that easily kitten."

"Stop calling me that!" Newt groaned.

"Hmm," Thomas paused to think for a moment, "I could call you Newtie or Newton."

"Or Newt," Newt added in.

"I'll think of a good nickname, I mean it's only fair, you get to call me Tommy."

Newt just stayed silent.

"Awh come on don't pout angry little kitten," Thomas frowned.

"Tommy?"

"Yeah?"

"Shut the bloody hell up."

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After Thomas dropped Newt off at his dorm he had an hour to get ready for his next class.

He watched Thomas disappear down the hall then hurried into his dorm and jumped onto his bed. He immediately pulled out his phone and texted Thomas after he changed his contact name to Tommy.

Newt: Thanks for lunch Tommy

Thomas responded quickly after

Tommy: Don't mention it little kitten ;)

Newt rolled his eyes and shut off his phone...he'd never admit that the nickname made his heart beat just a little faster.

He couldn't wipe the smile off his face the rest of the day.

I thought this chapter was cute, Newt seriously reminds me of a little baby kitten, he's s'cute! Comment and vote if you liked it! Thanks for reading!

-Kara