TBS and Newt Imagines

tbs || lost in the wild

I'm not really proud of this but you guys liked it for some reason???

I know I've been dead for a few months but school - as much as I love it - is driving me crazy.

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A buzz on your phone stopped you from turning it off for the flight.

Baby, I'm sorry. PLEASE come back.

Buzz.

I'm not worthy of your forgiveness right now - but you're the only one for me, Y/N. I won't be able to fall in love again.

You ignored the third buzz and turned your phone off.

Flashes of last night haunted your head.

Your boyfriend, Jack, hovering over a blonde girl.

Half naked.

Him kissing her passionately.

How he held her protectively when you caught them.

As if you couldn't get more overwhelmed, the plane began to move.

You froze in your seat.

"Miss?"

You turned to your left. "What?"

"You're trembling," he said matter-of-factly. "are you alright? I have pills for-"

"No," you cut him off. "I'm just... afraid of flying. I never flew alone before."

He nodded. "Well, you're not alone anymore," he smiled. "I'm Thomas."

"Y/N."

He handed you his neck support pillow. "Try clutching to that... maybe it will calm you down."

Desperate for relief, you forgot your manners and took it, holding it to your chest.

After a few minutes of him watching you in silence, you broke it. "Thank you, Thomas."

"No problem." he smiled. "Can I ask you a question? You know... maybe I can distract you."

"Yeah. Go ahead."

"If you're so scared of flying alone... why are you alone?"

You shut your eyes, losing control of your breaths.

"Bad question?"

Not being able to be impolite and refuse him an answer, you replied, "My boyfriend cheated on me last night so I'm going home. I mean, I don't know how long he's been cheating... but we've only been together for a few months."

"I'm sorry to hear that."

You nodded.

Silence.

Thomas stayed silent for a long time, too.

Too long, in fact.

You looked to him, trying to see if he had fallen asleep.

He looked back at you and smiled.

You handed him his pillow back, but he refused.

"You may clutch to it all you want for the remainder of this trip," he reassured. "Do you have a place to stay in London, Y/N?"

You nodded. "That's where I really live. I only flew over to visit him."

"I thought you were scared of flying alone?"