TMR/TBS Imagines

Newt // Tougher

*I stole the idea from a story on Tumblr but I can't find the name of the writer. When I do, I'll be sure to give them full credit for the idea*

Chuck and I were talking beside the fire when we noticed a fight break out between Gally and the greenie. Tonight was the only night fighting was allowed without any consequences as long as the fight was clean.

"I'm gonna do it," i mumbled under my breath. Chuck stopped and looked up at me.

"You're not?" He almost gasped and stepped in front of me.

"I have to. None of these boys think I can do it and I'm gonna prove them wrong." Being the only girl meant most of the boys walked all over me because they didn't think I could 'handle it' which made me physically sick. I could do just as much as they could even if i was the opposite gender.

"Please, not Gally! Fight anyone but Gally," chuck pleaded holding onto me. I shushed him and found my fingers in his curly hair.

"Fine. But don't stop me, okay?" He opened his mouth to argue but my, as he called it, 'mom' face made him close it and nod. I patted his head while whispering a little "good boy" before walking towards the fighting ring.

The moment I arrived, Gally had beaten his opponent and threw him out of the ring. He took a deep breath before adjusting the cuffs around his wrists. He held his arms out wide and announced, "who's next?"

"Me," I spoke up causing both gasps and snickers to fill the glade.

"No way. I'm not fighting a puny girl," Gally grumbled and crossed his arms.

"Yes you are! I can fight just as good as any of you can. Now let me fight you," I demanded.

"No buggin' way. Go back to babysitting," he snickered causing Newt to come into the sand with Gally and I.

"I'll fight her," he offered shyly.

"You wanna take on this baby? Easiest fight there'll ever be," he grumbled and walked out of the ring.

"I won't go easy on you, love," Newt said taking the spot Gally was just in.

"That was the plan," I remarked and took the stance he was in.

"Begin," Alby called but neither of us moved yet.

"Be easy with her Newt. She might break easy," Gally teased at the edge of the circle.

"(Y/N), I could take it easy if-" Newt began but I cut him off.

"No! I can do this. Stop treating me like a little girl and fight me," I said obviously angry at this entire situation.

You moved first as you threw your hands at his shoulders and pushed him back. He apparently knew you were going to attack that way when he gripped your wrists and spun you around so you were both not touching.

You moved forward again and went for his neck -as Gally had done many times before- but he once again countered by gripping my hand and pushing against them. He then used all his force and tackled me to the ground. He laid over me with his leg pushing mine into the cold sand while his hands buried my wrists into the sand as well. I cried out for a moment.

"Enough Newt! She gives up," Alby called. This made the other boys make numerous statements about how they knew you couldn't do it.

"NO!" I screamed. "I'm not done!" I shifted my leg out from under Newt's and slammed my knee into his stomach. He fell back allowing me to get to my feet and take position again.

I charged again but he recovered quickly and slammed his fist into my stomach sending me onto the ground. Someone hard rammed into my forehead before I fell onto my back in the sand. I was done. I couldn't make out anything around me except the burning pain in my head. Scarlet blood dropped down my forehead and down the side of my face as I opened my mouth to suck in air that wasn't coming, meaning I also couldn't scream in pain.

"Newt won!" A boy cheered above me but I couldn't move. Then, it was as if someone sucked all the air from my lungs. My chest hitched as I gasped for air that suddenly entered my lungs. I could breath again.

I clenched my jaw and slammed my eyes shut. The boys fell silent as I laid there unmoving on the floor. Newt ran over to me and took in the large scrape over my left eyebrow. "I'm okay," I croaked while he sat me up but no one heard me.

"Take her to the med jacks," Alby ordered as Newt grabbed me and lifted me. I pushed against his shoulder holding he would let me down.

"Stop. I'm fine. I'm fine," I repeated in a shaken voice.

"I'm so sorry (Y/N). I didn't want to hurt you," he said carrying me through the glade. He set me on a cot in the med- hut and but at his nails beside the bed. Clint then ran into the room and looked at my head.

"I said I was fine," I said pushing Clint away. He didn't listen and pressed a damp towel to my head. I hissed slightly before crossing my arms and staring at the ground.

It took only twenty minutes for Clint to finish. The cut wasn't even that bad but still it needed to be fixed. Clint bid me goodnight and left the hud after handing me a large pad of cotton to cover my new scar.

"You can leave now Newt," I whispered but he still stayed beside me.

"I'm sorry (Y/N). I didn't want to hurt you at all. It's all my fault your hurt now," he sounded devastated as he stood over me but I wouldn't look up.

"It was me who said I wanted to fight. You were just doing what I asked. It's my bloody fault I wanted to fight in the first place," I said in a low voice unsure if he heard me or not.

"Why did you want to fight anyway? You've never done it before so why now?"

I hid my face in my hair to hide my red and embarrassed cheeks. "I wanted to prove I wasn't just a little girl you guys needed to protect." As soon as I said it, it sounded pathetic.

"Oh (Y/N). No one thinks you're just a little girl. We're all so protective because you're the only girl as we wanna keep you safe," he explained with his same happy smile.

"Well great. Now I feel worse. I'm such a shucking idiot," I groaned and buried my head in my hands.

"You're not. And trust me, love, i don't think you're weak or in need of protecting. I just..." he took a long pause while rubbing the back of his neck. "I wanna keep you safe because I really like you." My eyes widened.

"Y-you like me?" He nodded. I stood up and put my hand on his neck.

"I like you too," I whispered. He peeked up and placed his hand on my hip before pulling my lips to his. They crashed together before mixing in sync. We deepened into the kiss until we pulled away for the need for air.

"Be mine?" He asked. I nodded and pulled our lips together.