Thomas Sangster & Newt Imagines

Secret Love || Newt- part 1

It's been a while now since I first arrived in the Glade among all these boys. Month after month I hoped that maybe another girl would be send here, but with no luck. I remained the only female in this place, one of the fastest and most experienced Runners after Minho, the Keeper. It was only me among 50 Shanks who haven't seen any girl before my arrival.

Alby was clear about a certain rule from the very beginning: no one could ever touch me, or he will be thrown to the Pits without food or water. Things went pretty well after that and everyone seemed to respect his order. Everyone, except Newt; the Second in Command who should've made sure no one crosses a certain line towards me was the one who broke the rule first. And I followed the lead, him being the only one who caught my eye all the way; his way of acting and talking, taking care of the Glade and making sure everyone is doing their jobs. He looked so manly with his muscled arms and toned abs from all the hard working in the Gardens and so dominant with his thick accent and Second in Command status.

"Hey Y/N", I heard my name called out and I turned around to face Newt. "Can I talk to you for a second?"

I frowned and gave Minho a confused look, before turning my gaze again towards Newt.

"About what?", I asked.

"Your map today, Shank. Do I really need to explain every single bloody thing to you?" He gave me an annoyed look, then turned on his heels without waiting for me to follow him.

"What's wrong with my map, Minho?"I asked my Keeper in an innocent voice. "I thought you've already checked it."

Minho just shrugged and took a sip from his drink, Gally's secret recipe. "Newt and his ideas. Go see what he wants", he said and rolled his eyes. I nodded, then bit my bottom lip with a smirk on my face.

I followed Newt somewhere near the Map Room, when he suddenly caught my waist and pulled me in for a tight hug and warm kiss.

"Bloody hell, I missed you today!", he said between kisses and I started to laugh.

"I missed you too, but Shank?! Please stop calling me that!", I told him kissing his lips.

"I'm sorry, I had to sound upset", he laughed and lifted me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. He slowly pressed me against the concrete wall of the Map Room, giving me some lingering and full of passion kisses.

"You look hot when you're so demanding", I told him. My fingers were playing with his hair now, slowly tugging at his blonde locks. I slowly left a trail of kisses from his jawline to his neck and I heard him moaning softly.

"I could be demanding later tonight, just leave your door unlocked", he smirked and pecked my nose before putting me down on my feet.

"We have to be careful Newt, someone might notice." Even if I was on my feet again, I still had my arms around his neck, not wanting to let him go yet. He sensed my tension and tightened his grip around my body, hiding his face in the crock of my neck.

"No one have noticed in the last couple of months. But maybe you could be more quiet this time?" he chuckled.

I punched him in the arm and started to laugh. "Shut up! Now let's get back, someone might see us."

"It's dark, love. And half of them are already dead drunk", he tried to comfort me, slowly tracing circles on my back. "But fine, let's go back."

He smiled and loosened his grip around me. "I so wish we could tell everyone about this", he said.

I gave him a sad look and sighed. Then I cupped his face and kissed his lips again. "Maybe one day. But let's enjoy the Bonfire for now."