IMAGINES | NEWT SCAMANDER X READER [FIN.]

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  7 | Apologize

ummmm...i may or may have not used that gif in my intro....er....

Prompt: Newt and Tina get drunk and flirt with each other. Newt tells Reader to go away and leave forever, and the next day, Newt has to apologize.

Requested by @Liz07Taylor: Newt gets drunk and flirts with Tina (Tina is also drunk and flirts back) and tells Reader to go away and not bother them. The next day Newt apologizes to Reader (lots of fluff). 

Rated: PG-13 (kissing, drinking, etc.)

A/N: THIS IS NOT A SONG-FIC! I REPEAT, THIS IS NOT A SONG-FIC! That's mainly because I suck at them, and the song has nothing to do with the imagine (although I'm your local 1R trashcan). This is really short, mainly because I wrote it on my notebook first, and paper doesn't work well with computer text. Also, I've noticed that I've made Tina a little b**ch-y in my one-shots... I just want to state that I've got nothing against her, and I've got to admit, Newtina is pretty cute. Anyways, enough rambling from me, and let's get on with it!

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"C'mon, Newt, it's going to be fun!" Queenie whined, "A lot of people are going to be there!"

"Great job, you just decreased my desire to go even more," he grumbled, "I've got a book to write."

The two were standing in the living room, arguing. Queenie and Newt never argued, except for when Queenie had constantly begged that they and the others all go out to a bar.

Suddenly, Queenie's eyes lit up. She had an excellent idea. "How about," she began, "If you go with us and have fun, we can drag you out anytime we want. If you don't have fun, then we won't bother you again."

"You know, I could always lie."

"Exactly," she smartly replied, "but you're too honest and plus, I'm a Legilimens." 

Newt considered the offer for a moment. Then he said slowly, "Okay, I'll go, but you keep your promise."

Queenie clapped her hands together excitedly. "Great! Get dressed, we're leaving in twenty."

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Y/N took her curlers out, letting her loose (H/C) curls tumble down. Just when she was finishing her book in the Goldsteins' apartment, Queenie had burst into Y/N's room and said that they were going to a bar in twenty minutes. Hurriedly, Y/N had showered. 

Now, she was standing in front of the mirror, admiring her (F/C) dress that came down just above her knees. It wasn't very figure-hugging to her (thin/curvy) body, but it was attractive according to society standards.