Newt Scamander x Reader

#24

This is NOT a part two to the last one.

"It's six o'clock in the morning, you are not having vodka."

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Why do people have to go into labor when you should be getting ready for bed? Even if it was Queenie and Jacob's first child, did you really have to stay the whole time? The whole process, you were there. You were right next to your sister as you heard her screams and when she about squeezed your hand to death, and you were right next to your sister as she held the baby.

If you were honest, it wasn't even that good looking. It was red and screaming and covered in white disgusting mesh.

But obviously you would never tell anyone that their baby is ugly.

You normally weren't like this, you just got a little ornary at night. In the morning, you would probably be perfectly alright with staying up for the baby. Right now? Not so much. All you wanted to do was get home, find out you couldn't go to sleep, and then stay up for the rest of the night.

You stumbled on the pavement, slightly dizzy from your lack of rest. Newt leaned in and grabbed your arm, helping you balance. "Are you alright, Y/N?"

You nodded your head as you regained your stance, "Quite.." Newt let go of you carefully, but stayed close just in case you tripped or stumbled again.

The moonlit night was quite beautiful, or it would be if it was any other day. All you wanted to do right now was throw stones at it for being too bright.

It didn't help that Newt wouldn't use apparation to get you two home, he liked to do things the No-Maj way, and that was walking home. Obviously, if you really, really needed to go home quick, he would offer to use it.

Soon, you were stumbling into the house, but by now you were more awake then you were nine hours ago. "I won't be able to sleep." You looked at a very sleepy Newt.

He was swaying side to side, like he could fall over asleep at any given moment. He snapped out of his little trance and yawned, rubbing his sleepy eyes with his fists to try and stay awake. "Oh," Was all he responded with before he yawned again. He was extremely tired, and you knew that.

"Let's get you ready for bed.." You let out slight laughter as you put his arm around you and directed him towards the restroom where he would get himself ready.

You left him to do his business before you went back to the kitchen.

You were stressed to say the least. When ever you couldn't sleep, you were stressed. You just felt this tension in your body building higher and higher and it wouldn't go away. There wasn't a way to make it go away, except.. maybe. It wouldn't hurt anything, right? What harm could a little vodka do at six o'clock on the morning?

A small smile was present on your lips as you lit a candle in the kitchen for some dim lighting. You grabbed a small glass cup and poured about an inch of vodka in it. It may be a strong alcohol, but you were also strong. The burning sensation down your throat always brought good satisfaction, the only time you would regret it was in the morning.

By all means, you weren't a drunky. Although, on the occassion sometimes you would get, well, drunk. Today may or may not be one of those occasions depending on how things roll out.

You took a small sip at first, and when you were about to drink some more a voice made you hault, "It's six o'clock in the morning, you are not having vodka." The glass cup was taken away from your lips and you were met by the eyes of the one you love. "Come on, Y/N.. at least lie in bed with me.."

You were almost in a trance, it was something those eyes did to you. When he looked at you like that it was as if you were hypnotized and had to do whatever he wished. "Oh-okay.." he took your hand and led you to the bed. You both laid on your sides.

"Good night.." Newt mumbled.

"Good night."

You stared up at the cieling, you weren't able to fall asleep just as you expected. Maybe Newt was still awake, "Hey Ne-" you looked over at him and instantly stopped talking.

The moon light was perfectly aligned with Newt and you could see his red hair and matching freckles shining in the moon light. His mouth was also slightly opened and you could feel his breath on your face.

You smiled, he was truely your one love.