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Imagine: Thomas decides to have some fun in the fields

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Imagine: Thomas decides to have some fun in the fields

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Working in the field was always a pain, especially when you're forced to work with sworn enemy. Of course Newt thought it was an amazing idea to pair Thomas and I to help harvest some plants.

It was currently twelve in the afternoon and I was coated in sweat from the hot sun. Thomas hasn't done anything stupid to piss me off yet which I was thankful for.

But as I was standing up from picking pods of peas I felt someone's hands on my waist. They pulled me up into the air causing me to yelp. I scrambled to catch myself onto the person so I wouldn't fall.

After wrapping my arms and legs around a toned body I calmed down. I looked up to be met with the one and only Thomas.

"Put me down." I scoffed, clearly annoyed.

"I'll pass." Thomas chuckled.

"I'm serious." I said with a cold glare.

"As you wish y/n." He shrugged completely letting go of me.

I yelped yet again and clung onto Thomas.

"Can't get enough of me can you?" The boy smirks squeezing my thighs.

"You're such an ass..." I was cut off.

"Amazing human bean? Thanks babe." Thomas grinned.

"I'm going to kick..." I shouted but was once again cut off.

"Kiss me? Alright." Thomas smirked before placing his lips on mine.

Confused and dazed I somehow found myself kissing him back. Thomas moved his hands to my butt and popped a feel. I gasped and he took the opportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth.

Snapping back into reality I pulled away forcefully. "What the klunk Thomas?"

"What?" He asked innocently.

"Why the hell would you kiss me?" I sneered.

"You seemed to enjoy it babe." He snickered.

Someone clearing their throat caught our attention. We both glanced to our right to see Newt standing there with an amused expression.

That's when I realized how bad this looked. Thomas and I were sweating, panting, and our lips were slightly swollen.

"So what's going on here? You know what I don't even want to know." Newt chuckled.

"It's not what it looks like, Thomas was being an asshole." I shouted.

"Don't lie y/n, you and I were making out and you were clearly enjoying it." Thomas smirked.

"Little too much information." Newt said leaving.

"I hate you." I sighed as Thomas let me down.

"You love me." Thomas corrected.

"Ugh shuck it." I sighed jumping back up into Thomas's arms, smashing my lips back onto his.

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This is pretty shitty and I apologize, they will get better I promise.
- Sam

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