TMR/TBS Imagines

Newt // My Favorite Patient

Newt's POV

"Hey (Y/N)," i said nervously while rubbing the back of my neck. She was working like usual in the med huts with one of the slicers who had a long cut on his hand. She hadn't noticed me yet as she concentrated on bandaging up the boy. That was just another thing I loved about her.

(Y/N) came up in the box six months ago and we've been best friends. I mean there's not a single secret between us except for the biggest one and that was the epic crush I had on her. I loved everything about her. She was kind, caring, loyal, determined, sweet, strong, and giggly which only made me swoon. I wanted to make her mine and that's why I came in here. I was gonna ask her to meet me later so I could ask her out.

Only now most of my confidence was wiped away as I saw how the slicer was looking at her. He had his lip in his teeth and his eyes trailing into her loose shirt. She didn't have much up top meaning she's been very self conscious about it but I always assure her she still looks just as gorgeous, which makes her blush and I fall harder.

"There you go. All done," she said clearing up the small table of her supplies. The boy watched her bottom as she bent down to grab a fallen towel. I swear I could bloody beat his butt for so much as looking at her like that! She wasn't mine, yet I was burning with jealousy.

"Maybe I could get a kiss for being your favorite patient," the boy offered with a sly smirk. (Y/N) looked up and smiled back at him. Oh no. Of course she fell for the slicer with the big muscles and his strong leg. I mean who could love a boy with a limp. She probably likes him just as much as-

"Of course. I'm sure Clint will be happy to kiss you," she remarked making me burst out laughing at her diss at him. This made the two jump and look up at me. (Y/N)'s frightened expression changed when she saw me. She smiled and returned to cleaning up.

"Bye (Y/N)," he quickly mumbled and ran out of the hut with my eyes burning into the back of his head.

"Hey Newtie," she cheered and smiled at me. Oh god, that smile! There was nothing about her that I didn't adore. I just didn't know how to tell her that. "Is it your leg again?"

"Uh yeah. It's just a little sore," I explained. She patted the bed where the boy was just at and ran to the cabinet of medicines that arrived in the box. I plopped onto the bed and let my feet dangle over the edge as I watched her. She was so entrancing and she didn't even know it. She was always distracting me but she couldn't help it.

"Aha!" She called and pulled out a small bottle. She grabbed a glass of water and handed it to me. She popped open the lid and handed me two circular pills. "I'm gonna try something else this time. Let me know if I make it worse, alright?"

"Oh trust me, love, you couldn't make it worse," I said making her blush. I took the two pills and set the drink down.

She pulled a stool from beside the bed and placed it in front of me. She sat down and placed my foot in her lap. She untied my shoelaces and carefully, while apologizing in advance, pulled the shoe off and set it down.

"Newt, you know you're my best friend, but your feet stink," she chuckled and covered her nose. She pulled the sock off and pushed my pant leg up a little. Her hands wrapped around my ankle and slowly her fingers dug into my aching skin. I moaned at the contact before quickly slamming my hand over my mouth.

She giggled and pushed harder. "So, how were the gardens?"

"Boring as usual. I should've made you a track hoe so you could liven up the gardens like you do here," I complemented her making her cheeks turn red like they did every time I complemented her. "How's it here?"