One shots

Finally Found Love~ Newt Scamander

{I just wanna disclaim before you read this. I ship this in an AU. Not necessarily in the actual wizarding world. But AU fuck yes bring on the Crewt!}

The golden rays of the setting sun danced across Credences pale features. The way the shadows somehow manage to bring out the defined angles in his jaw definitely caught Newts attention as the younger male sits atop the counter, tea steaming in his cold hands.

Newt can't help but stare lovingly at the boy. The way the warm glow of the kitchen set such a gentle mood for the two males. Newt puts down his cup and takes a step towards Credence who shyly puts his tea aside.

Newt tentatively raises a hand and carefully runs it through Credences hair, which he'd been growing out. Newt loves the way Credence closes his eyes and leans into his touch.

Credence opens his eyes, taking
in how the light reflects off of Newts features. The warm glow illuminating his ginger curls and bringing out the green in his eyes. Credence loves how gentle Newt is with him, always asking for permission and never overstepping. Unlike Graves.

Credence also loves the way Newt smiles at him, with such intense love and adoration. In Credences mind these things were never supposed to happen. He was always told he would never have this. All his life he was told he was a sinner. Unworthy of love, and just pure evil.

Newt sees the tear slowly falling down Credences cheek and immediately knows what thoughts are crossing his mind.

"Credence? What's wrong?" Newt asks calmly, raising his hands to cup Credences cheeks.

"I never thought I would have this." Credences voice was quiet, almost a whisper. "All those years I believed I was unworthy of this. But you. You love me."

"And you love me."

The older male smiles at the black haired boy. Newt places a small kiss to Credences cheek, kissing away the tear that had fallen as he pulls his freckled fingers out of Credences hair and gently, almost slowly, takes Credence by the waist.

The smaller male smiles as Newt carefully lifts him off the counter and takes his hands. They stood in silence, dancing in the warm glow of the suns rays. Newt just watches Credence with such love because he know for the first time in that boys life, he feels happy, he feels safe.

Newt feels a little movement in his pocket. He looks down as the small bowtruckle climbing onto his shoulder. Credence smiles at the little creature. The two lovers keep gently swaying as they hold each other. Picket on the other hand crawls down the freckled mans arm and onto Credences.

Credences smile got even wider as this little creature hugs his shoulder. Picket fills him with so much love and Newt can see it. Credence raises a hand to hold the bowtruckle whose now refusing to let him go.

Newt steps back and watches in amusement as the green creature hugs Credence tightly. He smiles at his two favourite boys. And Newt never forgot the smile on Credences face that night. Mostly because it never left.