Dylmas/ Newtmas One-Shots

call my name(Dylmas)

(Mature content)

Dylan's pov.

We had just shot the last scene to The Death Cure, feeling quite sad that we finished the last movie to The Maze Runner series. I went straight to my dress room and got all the make up off my face. I wished I could still film to be closer to my best friend/ crush, Thomas Brodie-Sangster. He said that he was going back to London to see his family. I really needed to tell him before he leaves. Still with uncertainty filling my body, I headed out and noticed Thomas was not in the crowd of the rest of the cast. Wes was going over the footage and editing some parts on his laptop as everyone watched. I didn't stay and left that room instantly. I stopped at the door that read Thomas in bold letters. I took a deep breath and knocked three times. I listened for a few minutes as shuffling feet stumbled across the hard floor and opened the door.

My beautiful angel was at the door, his hair fixed up perfectly while mine was still down and stuck to my forehead. He still had the Newt costume on which made me stare at him for hours. I gulped and pulled myself out of my fantasy.

"Hey, Tommy." I gave him a side smile and tilted my head. He raised an eyebrow at me and I almost laughed because of how cute he looked. "You okay?" He asked in his adorable British accent. I nodded quickly, finally finding the right words to say. "Where you going, I mean when." I asked as he got his normal clothes on. I looked down when he was looking and when his back faced me, I looked up to stare at his ass. He turned back after getting dressed, he checked his hair then turned to me and said,

"Right now actually." He smiled. "You want me to say bye first?" He says sarcastically. I shake my head, then nod then shrug. Shit, messed that up. He rolled his eyes, but smiled.

"Anyway... I just wanted to tell you something before you left." I played with my fingers nervously, I didn't want to screw everything up.

"Go on." He leaned against the wall next to me and stared into my eyes. I stared back. "I just wanted to say that.." I noticed his face slowly going closer to mine, I blushed s dark red and swallowed. "That I." I tried again but I couldn't, as if Thomas's cold stare shot ice out and froze me in place. I just stared at him, biting my bottom lip, he slowly let go of his suitcase and cupped my cheeks, smashing my lips onto his, he jumped and wrapped his legs around my waist. My back hit the wall, he was surprisingly light. He moved his lips with mine and I quickly kissed back.

He arms were now resting on each of my shoulders as his small,slender fingers ran through my hair. I felt his legs start to slide down, so I quickly brought my arms under him and latched my hands on his legs. The kiss got heated very quickly as he ran his tongue across my lips, begging to enter. I groan softly and part my lips as our tongues fight for dominance.

He started running his hands up and down my arms soothing, but gasps and pulls away when my hands were against his butt. He pushes my hands away as he drops to the ground, one of my hands were still hooked to his leg, so his left leg was slightly lifted up. He pushed that hand away and I felt confused enter my system.

"Did I do something wrong?" I asked, now remembering that Thomas didn't like being touched like that, cause of some type of secret when he was younger. He slightly looked down. "I don't like being touched like tha-" "I know, I'm sorry." I interrupted and sighed.

He nodded slowly. "I like you Dylan, a lot. It's just we are going separate ways since filming ended and we won't see each other for months." He looked down. "I like you too, I was going to tell you that but then that make out scene happened and.." I just stopped talking.

"It's okay, just call me when you're free and we can meet up some time. Your gonna call my name a lot soon."He winked at me and I laughed lightly. I nod and watch as he drags his suitcase down the hall to say bye, I quickly follow him.

I eventually follow him all the way outside. "Hey, Tom. Do you want me to drive you to the airport. So before you get on the plane, we could say goodbye. Alone." He looks at me, then walked over to my jeep. "Sure," he gets in and puts his suitcase in the back.

I get into the drivers seat and start the truck. We drive for about thirty minutes and head inside. I wait as he talks to a person at the desk and then join me sitting down. I turn to him.

"So his is it?" I ask, with a sad look on my face. He nods sadly. "Dont worry, we'll see each other again, I promise." He kisses my cheek and I smiled.

A while later, an announcer came on and said Thomas's plane was about to leave. He got up and hugged me. "I'm gonna miss you, Dyl." He says as he kisses my neck softly. I hug back. "Me too Tom. Me too." We pull apart.

"When you get lonely, call my name and do something sexual to a make yourself feel better!" Thomas laughs. I laugh with him. "Okay, bye." He pecks my lips a few more times before walking away with his stuff.

That's what I like about Thomas, he can say inappropriate things sometimes and I still love him. I'm gonna call him all the time and we'll be together forever.

I slowly made my way out to my car again, and as I pull out of the car park. What it would feel like to sleep with Thomas ran in my brain. That would be amazing.

Ill see you soon, my sweet angel.
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Hey, was that good? I worked hard on it and if you guys want a part 2 with some smut or whatever also then comment down below or message me, if you have any ideas for another one shot of dylmas or Thomas.

See you later!

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