The Feeling (Newt x Reader)

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- Y/N Perspective -

     It felt like I had woken from a deep sleep as my eyes fluttered open to see Newt's face He carried me bridal style and I heard his breath panting as he ran. Voices from older men shouted for us to hurry and I was confused. The last thing I remembered was the Griever.. Didn't I die? Am I dead? If I'm dead is Newt dead??? I continued to look up at his angelic face in awe. Is this really happening?! I could feel his strong arms holding my body but for some reason, my body somewhat felt numbed, like I was a human noodle. My vision was still blurry but as I slowly turned my head to look at the surroundings, there was.. Sand? The men in black suits continued to shout at us, leading us towards what looked like a helicopter. Newt continued to carry me through what looked like a desert. My vision was blurry on its own but the helicopter blowing sand everywhere made it worse. Fortunately, I noticed some familiar faces, running ahead. Is that Minho? And Athena? What's going on, what happened? As Newt gently lifted me into the helicopter, he placed my head on his lap and I noticed a wet stream going down his face like he had been crying.
     "Newt, what's wrong? And what's going on, where are we?" I asked. Unfortunately, the helicopter was taking off, making a loud sound. I decided to tug on his dirty shirt to get his attention. He quickly looked down at me and I repeated my question, raising my voice slightly so he could hear me.
     "Y/N?! You remember me??" Newt's face lit up and he wiped the wet stream off his face.
     "Of course you slinthead, now tell me what's going on, I thought I died! Where the shuck are we?!" I asked for the third time, annoyed that he still hadn't answered my question.
     "Holy shuck, is she awake? Is she okay and what do you mean she remembers?!" I heard Minho's voice and turned my head to the opposite side and saw a surprised and slighlty confused Minho.
     "Ya I'm awake and no I'm not gonna be fine until somebody answers my shucking question!" I sat up, look looking at Newt, then Minho, and back at Newt. What the shuck do they look so surprised for?!
     "Okay then, I'll just ask Athena. What's going here???" I looked over at Athena, tired of asking the same question but she had the same look on her face. As I continued to look around, I noticed the jaws of Eleanor, Frypan and Winston dropped in astonishment and confusion. Seriously, why is everyone looking at me like that?! I looked around at the gladers and noticed that there were only a few on the helicopter. Newt, Minho, Athena, Eleanor, Frypan, Winston, and two unfamiliar faces along with older men in black suits were on the helicopter.

     Before I could ask another question, I felt two strong hands pulling me into a tight hug. Newt held me tightly with one hand rubbing my back and one combing through my hair. His head rested on my neck and I heard him cry. I hugged him back, slightly cradling him. So many things were going on and I had so many unanswered questions but Newt was more important. His body shook as he cried harder into my neck and he seemed to hold me even tighter. I placed my hand on his head, combing through his soft hair. It felt like it had been a while since I last touched him.
     "Newt, it's okay, I'm here now, I have no idea what happened, the last thing I remember was a Griever that had pinned me down but it's okay, whatever happened, I'm right here." Newt slowly rubbed his hand up and down my back and I heard him sniffling through his tears.
     "I missed you so much Y/N, don't ever leave me again okay?" Newt's voice cracked as he pulled away from the tight hug, looked at me with a small smile and kissed me softly. His thumb rubbed my cheek as he pulled away from the kiss and back into his arms. I smiled, my arms wrapped around his waist. In that moment, all I wanted was to be with Newt. All of my unanswered questions could wait because it was moments like these that made me forget about every single problem. He smiled gently and bent forward, kissing my forehead.
     "I love you Y/N, you know that?" His hand brushed through my hair as his brown eyes seemed to be lost in mine.
     "Um.. Am I missing something?" An unfamiliar voice broke the moment as he spoke up.
     "Who's that?" I asked, looking up at Newt.
     "Y/N, meet Thomas. He's the one who helped us escape." He smiled proudly at me and then looked over at the boy. He had dark brown hair and brown eyes. Thomas nodded and I nodded back. As I processed the information, my eyes widened in excitement.
     "Wait, we escaped?!" I asked Newt, quickly sitting up from my position as a huge smile crept up on my face.
     "That's right love, we made it." Newt smiled brightly, cupping my face in his hands and placing a soft kiss on my nose.