Newtmas One-Shots

BEFORE THE MAZE (NEWTMAS)

Yes, ik this idea is overused, but this one is worth reading, I swear.

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Thomas lay on his bed, fully clothed, his mind whirring like a new engine. He had just come back from a meeting with the gang, but he was in no way tired. Even though it was well past 3am, he just couldn't stop thinking about the blonde boy who had stolen his heart. Newt. His name sounded amazing; it rolled off Thomas's tongue perfectly, and it sounded like the sweet taste of toffee that Thomas could barely remember. The brown-eyed beauty made him feel things he had never felt before (A/N same, Thomas), and it scared him to death.

Unbeknownst to him, on the other side of the WICKED compound, Newt was wide awake too, and he was thinking about Tommy. His Tommy. The brunette had quickly become his best friend, but Newt couldn't help but want something more. Even though they were both twelve, they had experienced crushes before, and this definitely felt like more than a crush, for the two of them. It felt like they were at home when they were with each other; they knew everything about the other and the familiarity was extremely pleasing and enriching.

They snuck looks at each other during meetings, and, when they were alone together, the tension was so thick you could cut it with a rusty butterknife. They were both so convinced that there was no way that the other returned their feelings that they were oblivious to it all.

As the two of them lay in two separate beds in two separate parts of the WICKED compound that night, they were both filled with inexplicable, overwhelming feelings of wanting to kiss each other at exactly the same time, so, not knowing about the other, they both said aloud, at the same time:

"I'm going for a walk."

They swung their legs out of their beds and opened their doors, before creeping out into separate corridors. Both were so lost in thought that they forgot about the cameras. The let their legs carry them, not caring about where they ended up.

They didn't realise how deep into the building they were going. They also weren't aware that the person they were thinking about was on a walk, too.

They walked straight into one another. Newt went flying backwards and he landed on his bum, and Thomas fell onto his side (how he managed that, he had no idea).

"Hey, watch where you're going!" They both whisper shouted at each other simultaneously, not realising who they had bumped into.

And then it sank in.

"What are you doing so far in the building?" Newt asked lowly, on edge. He was shocked to see the boy he'd been daydreaming about right in front of him. "I could ask you the same thing, Newt." Thomas smirked.

"I'm here coz I needed a break from my thoughts, Tommy." Newt said, refusing to part any more information with his best friend. Thomas was shocked. What on earth could he have been thinking about that caused him to be on edge, especially around his best friend?

Thomas bit his lip.

And that was when Newt could no longer help himself.

He grabbed Thomas's hair and smashed their lips together. The brunette, who was knocked off guard at first, kissed back as hard as he could after a minute. As it was both of their first kisses, they had no idea what to do. It was messy, and their teeth and tongues clashed, but they were so caught up in the moment that they didn't care.

When they pulled apart, Newt immediately said: "I'm sorry, Tommy. I didn't mean to, it's just that I couldn't help myself, I've been dreaming of doing that for so long-" He had to stop to take a breath.