Thomas Brodie Sangster Imagines

Newt Imagine- You're a Med-Jack

Author's Note: Hi! This is my first imagine, but also not the first story that I've written. But on the other hand, I haven't touched my writing skills for the longest time. Although I do love to write narratives in school. Please give this a vote and maybe you want to add it to your library or reading list? Thanks! :)

Your POV:

You had arrived in a metal box in a grass field that only populated boys. Apparently you were the first and only girl to have arrived to what the boys called "The Glade". The minute you had arrived you were first greeted by a boy named Newt who told you that he was second-in-command.

Newt overlooked your work and had always been extremely sweet to you from the start. One night you were laying in the field looking up at the black sky when Newt decided to join you. One thing led to another and Newt had leaned in to kiss you. Ever since then, you and Newt had been the cutest couple ever.

You had been given the job of being a Med-jack a few days after your arrival, and you absolutely loved your job.

It was great, except for the occasional Glader who decided to "hurt" himself just so that he could go and flirt with you while you patched him up.

You were fine with it though, you didn't mind it, but of course your British boyfriend always had a few words to say about it whenever it did happen.

"Uh heey, y/n," Newt said biting his lip as he came into the Homestead one day holding a blood stained cloth to his wrist.

"Oh Newt," you said rushing over to him. You gingerly took the cloth from his wrist and examined his wound. "What happened?"

"Was slicing some wood when my arm got a bit too close to the knife," he said chuckling lightly. "It's alright though, love. I just need a little bandage and then I'll go back."

"No, Newt. You need more than a bandage. Go sit on down while I get my bandages and tools." Just from looking at the poor boy's wound you could already see that it was more than just a cut. His wound seemed pretty deep and you knew that he would need to get his wrist stitched.

Carrying over your tray full of needles, cloth, wrappings, and what not, you sat down in front of Newt placing your tray right next to you.

"Um, you're not going to use all of those things on me, right?" Newt questioned chewing on his bottom lip.

"Um, yes I'm going to have to use all these things on you," you stated.

"Bloody hell. Minus well knock me out and than fix me up."

"Come on, Newt. Be a big boy and man up." You winked at him. You knew that he had a high pain tolerance, but he had a fear of needles. "Maybe you'll get a prize afterwards if you don't cry."

Newt sucked in a breath. "Hit me with your best shot, love."

Smiling you began to get to work, fixing up your wonderful boyfriend. During the process, you would occasionally glance up at Newt and either see one of two things:
1.) Newt looking down at you lovingly.

or

2.) Newt squeezing his eyes shut whenever you hit a soft spot.

Every time Newt clenched his fist from the pain, you would bend down and place a gentle kiss on his hand.

At last, Newt's hand was stitched and wrapped up.

"There! All done," you said cleaning up your tools.

"Thank you, y/n." You heard as you went over to wash your hands. You felt strong arms wrap around your waist and pull you closer while you were drying your hands.

"Sooo," Newt said bending down and placing his head on your shoulder. He swayed you and him back and forth. "What my prize now?" He murmured placing soft kisses on your neck and shoulder.

You turned around and placed your arms on his shoulders looking up at him smirking. "You get... To go back to your job. Go, go!" You exclaimed shooing him out of the Homestead.

He craned his neck to look at you as you were pushing him out the door. "What a bloody tease," he said. All you did was giggle and wink at him.

Whipping around Newt pulled you close and hugged you tight to him. "I'll see you later." Placing a small kiss on your lips, he turned around and walked away.

You loved him and he loved you.

Author's note:

Hii! Okay so hope you enjoyed this imagine. If you liked it, please kindly give it a vote! And maybe add it to your reading list or what not? :D Anywho, sorry if this was bad. It's my first imagine. If you have any suggestions, comment some! And please, feel free to critique my work! I'm open to constructive criticism. Thanks!

Edit: I like to edit my work as I write. So I apologize if there grammar, spelling mistakes, or constantly repeated words.