《Newtmas Oneshots》

Doctor's Orders

Thomas's POV

"You are a shucking idiot, Thomas." Minho said, sitting in the chair by the hospital bed I was in.

"I know that. You keep telling me." I groaned in annoyance.

"I told you not to do it, but what did you do? You climbed up the freakin' wall!"

"I had to! I wasn't going to let Gally get the best of me." I said, crossing my arms.

"Don't let that jerk get the best of you. Especially after Teresa cheated on you with him."

"Don't remind me."

Suddenly, the door swung open and a young man in a white doctor's coat entered. He had blonde hair and bright brown eyes. His large smile lit up the room and his kind eyes seemed to be the sun.

"Hi there! You must be Thomas. I'm Newt, your doctor." He said with a warm British accent.

"You look pretty young to be a doctor." Minho said, standing up, preparing to leave the room for my check-up.

"I'm older than I look." He laughed. "Now, if you'll excuse us, I have a patient."

Minho nodded and left the room, leaving me and the attractive doctor.

"So, what exactly happened to your arm?" Newt asked.

"I- er- fell." I answered, feeling flustered.

"Fell from what?" Newt asked again, raising an eyebrow.

"A wall."

"Ah. So you climbed up a bloody wall and jumped right off." He said, obviously amused.

"No I was dared. By this jerk who stole my girlfriend from me."

I could've sworn that Newt had a sad look on his face when I said 'girlfriend'. But he immediately recomposed himself.

"So, you two getting back together?" He asked seemingly innocently.

"Hell no. I'm finding someone better for me." I paused thinking if I should add a little something. "Boy or girl."

Newt's eyes widened slightly as I said the last part and his face started getting a big red.

"You're gay?" He said.

"Bi." I corrected. "You got a problem with that?"

"What? N-no! I'm bi to." He said, flusteredly.

"You are, huh? Are you dating anybody?" I asked him.

"No, just waiting for the right guy to come along." He smiled.

I felt my heart flutter as we looked into each others eyes. The heart rate monitor that I was hooked up to started beeping faster and my face turned beet red. Newt smirked, as if he was playing with me.

"Well, do you feel any pain when I do this?"

He grabbed my upper arm and I gasped at the sudden sharp pain ripple through my arm.

"Yes! Ow.." I yelled.

"How about now?"

He brought his body closer to mine and touched my shoulder.

"No.." I said quietly, bringing our faces closer together.

He connected our lips softly. I started kissing back, our lips moving nervously together. Newt pulled away, and I immediately missed his warmth.

"How about now?" He smiled.

I raised an eyebrow. "I might need you to do it once more, just to be sure."

"Anything for the patient."

We leaned in again, and our lips reconnecting once more. I brought my hand up to his face and guided my fingers into his soft blonde hair. He brought his hand up to the back of my neck, wanting more. Now,  feeling bolder, I licked his bottom lip, asking for permission to enter. He obliged and stuck my tongue in his mouth.

Our tongues danced, I wished I could just stay like this forever. Even though I just met this doctor, I knew he was the one for me. His beautiful smile, his warm eyes, his heart-melting accent, and his kindness made him irresistible. We were star-crossed lovers; simply ment to be.

We were both running out of air, we pulled away and gasped for breath, both of our pupils dialated in lust. Newt straightened himself up, he brushed off his white coat and ran a hand through his now messed up hair in an attempt to tame it.

"That was.. wow." He breathed, his face turning a shade of red.

I chuckled at his sudden shyness.

"Well, is my check-up done, or is this going to take some more time?" I smirked.

"Well, it depends on your definition of 'check-up'."

"Well then, Doctor, what's my diagnosis?" I asked.

"Only one thing it could be, and I've only seen this once before." He answered, moving closer again.

"And what would that be?"

"You have a broken arm."

I raised an eyebrow, "Way to ruin the romantic moment, Newt."

"Well, that was only one diagnosis, you know."

"What's the other one?"

"True love." He kissed my cheek, his eyes glowing with happiness.

"Any prescriptions needed?"

"Oh, I completely forgot. You need to get your prescription."

He grabbed a piece of paper on the end table and scribbled some things down on it. He then handed it to me and walked toward the door before turning around.

"Oh, and remember Thomas to follow those instructions. They're sure to make everything better."

He left the room and I looked at the paper he handed me.

'Get some rest

Physical therapy

Call me  ;)

~Newt'

Well, nobody can object to that. Doctor's orders.