Case Full of Fics [Newt/Theseus x Reader]

I'll Always Be Here - N

Hey guys, so the purpose of this post is a bit therapeutic for me (some personal circumstances). I just got this idea and needed to get it out there and I thought maybe it could help some of you guys feel a bit better as well. It's a bit sad/angsty but a happy tone at the end. Hope you enjoy! :)

Also, the song I linked is Sadseasong by A Fine Frenzy aka Alison Sudol aka Queenie :D She's so incredibly talented and her music is just so beautiful. I will get to my request soon and feel free to request things whenever! :)

The weight of what you were feeling was crushing you. You'd tried as hard as you could to get your mind off of it, but nothing seemed to work. At the moment you were only holding yourself together by a few threads, hoping that busying yourself with all of the creatures in the case would help. Newt was further away tending to the occamies while you were cleaning up Frank's enclosure. You busied yourself with whatever you could for the next little while.

Newt silently watched you tend to the creatures, unbeknownst to you. He'd noticed a change in your behavior lately. He'd been gone for the summer and you weren't able to accompany him this time because of unspecified circumstances. At least that's what you'd told him at the time. But once he returned you'd told him about all that had transpired. He was worried about you, but he later scolded himself because he knew how strong you were. It was something he deeply admired about you, your strength and resilience, among other things. But recently things seemed to be weighing down on you. You chose not to explicitly say anything of the situation, but he knew. Your face didn't hold the same happiness, your smiles not quite reaching your eyes. He wished he could just take away the pain you were feeling, but the only person who could accomplish that would be you. He chose not to bring it up, knowing that you'd come to him when you felt that you could talk about it. He'd learned a lot about you over the years and that was something that held true, ever since Hogwarts. Of course he had to learn that the hard way at first, he smiled lightly to himself recalling an old memory.

He smiled at you as you started to walk towards him, "Hey Newt, I just finished up with everything for the day," your heart warming at his smile.

"You didn't have to do all that work," he said, you'd managed to finish all of what you were planning on getting done as well as over half of what Newt had planned on getting done himself, "I do appreciate it though," he gave you his usual grin.

"Uh, yeah, I know," you replied sheepishly, "Just wanted to keep my mind off of some things," you replied focusing your eyes on his undone bowtie, instead of meeting his gaze, "I'm going to be sitting at the hill for a while, if that's okay?"

"Oh, of course! I'll join you in a bit," he smiled down at you, managing to get one small smile out of you. The hill was where the two of you sat after finishing the day's work, either catching the simulated sunset or stargazing the simulated night sky in the case. It was the perfect spot to just sit and relax.

He watched as you slowly made your way there, your melancholy mood causing him to frown to himself. He then made his way into the shed to finish up some of his work.

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Once you'd made your way to the hill and sat down, Dougal had followed you. When you noticed him, you smiled down at him.

"Hey there, Dougal," you pat your lap, "Come on and sit."

He happily made his way to you and sat in your lap. You smiled to yourself as you ran your fingers through his fur, petting him. You just couldn't stop thinking, you sighed. Dougal looked up at you, seeming to question what was wrong. You just hugged him a bit tighter and he hugged you back. A few minutes passed and you heard Newt making his way towards the two of you. He sat down next to you, leaning back on his hands. His bowtie was no longer around his neck and his sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. Dougal looked between the two of you, got out of your lap, and turned invisible, making his way to some other part of the case.