TMR/TBS Imagines

Newt // Worth It

Newt and I were laughing over a small joke he made while we were pulling vegetables and fruits out of the ground. Him and I were best friends, and unfortunately nothing more, so we spent all of our time together. We were both kneeled onto the dirt pulling the food and setting it inside a basket between us.

It was simple how I felt about him: it was love. It wasn't a simple crush like most girls but I literally fell head over heals for him. The way he spoke sent chills up my spine, when he touched me I would instantly feel electricity course through me, and when he smiled I could feel myself aching to be closer to him. It was total and complete agony to be in love.

Of course some people found out since my eyes almost never weren't on him. Minho caught on only a month after I arrived in the box when he watched me stare at Newt for ten minutes at dinner. He in-turn, told Thomas who promised to keep it a secret.

As of right now, I was the only girl in the glade, which was bittersweet. The boys gave me my own room inside the homestead since they figured I needed a private place to do my 'girl stuff' which I was extremely grateful for.

But there were the negatives. Many negatives. There were boys who pestered me saying I was too weak to compare to them and others begging to know which boy I thought was the hottest. Each time I just brushed them off and continued my work.

It was closer to the end of the day when Gally showed up. He was the worst of them. His constant nagging over how close I was with the boys was getting to me. Only I was too nervous to stand up for myself.

"Hey (Y/N), having fun with all your boyfriends?" Gally teased and stood towering over me. Newt had left a moment ago to bring the basket to Frypan to give me a small break. I was thankful, but only now do I wish he let me go with him.

"Leave me alone Gally," I said weakly while standing up and brushing the dirt off my legs.

"Oh no, I think I'm gonna have fun with my favorite girl. Y'know the kind of fun you have with a different boy a night," he continued. I tried to walk past him and towards the homestead but he blocked my path.

"What do you want Gally?" I asked pleading for him to leave me alone.

"Just wondering which boy you'll take to bed tonight. Seeing how close you are with the second in command, maybe he'll be your next victim," he smirked making my cheeks flush red.

"What no comment? You're to weak to fight back. Or is it just cause out of every boy here, you don't get to be with the one you want. Aww poor defenseless little-" he was cut off by a swift fist to the jaw.

Newt stood directly beside Gally with his hand balled in a fist. Gally quickly bounced back and slammed his fist right back at Newt's face. This sent the boys into a full on fight with fists and feet flying into the other.

Newt ended up on top of Gally on the ground with his hands bunching his shirt.

"Don't ever talk to her like that, EVER AGAIN," he spit in his face. Alby rushed over now with a few other gladers who pulled Newt off Gally and Gally off the ground.

"Take Newt to the pit. Get the Med-jacks for Gally," Alby barked orders while I stood still stuck in shock. Fry led Newt to the pits while a few builders lifted Gally off the ground and carried him to the Med-jack hut. His face was altered into a black and blue color and his swollen, bloody nose gave it away that Newt had broken it.

Alby came over to me with a stern, leading face but lost it once he reached me. I was too shaken to even attempt to break to the fight, making me feel really guilty since it was already my fault the fight happened in the first place.

"What happened?" He asked.

"He umm, well Gally was harassing me and Newt came over and punched him. Then Gally punched him back and then they were on the ground and Newt was like... he was yelling at Gally to-to not talk to me like that," I explained, a little disoriented while watching Newt jump into the pit.

"You have to understand he still gets a night in the pit for almost shucking killing Gally," Alby said and waited for me to nod. "Good that. I'll let you bring him dinner if he wants it."

He patted my back and left to go see Gally, at least I'm assuming. I stood there for a minute pondering everything that just happened still.

Newt rushed over and without hesitating, punched Gally... for me? He was standing up for me. He told Gally to not speak to me like he has been. He was protecting me. Maybe he likes me? No, no that's not possible. He couldn't like me. He was just stressed over the gardens and the glade. Or maybe he was protecting me cause he liked me?

Only one way to find out.

I finished what work I had left which only took an hour before dinner was served. I grabbed a tray from Fry and ran towards the pits. It was beginning to get dark in the glade so one torch was lit beside the pits to just barely illuminate them.

When I reached the pits, I took a deep breath and kneeled by the door.

"Hi Newtie," I smiled down at him. He was sitting on the floor with his legs in his chest. He mumbled my name and stood in front of the door with his hands around the bars. "I brought you dinner."

"Thanks love. I was beginning to think Alby was gonna let me starve," he grinned and took the plate from the ground. He gobbled half of it down without batting an eyelash making me giggle and smile down at him.

"Why did you do that? You're in the pit because of me," I said making him stop eating. He set the tray down on the ground beside me before reaching his hands through the bars and holding my own.

"Because you're worth any fight," he said shyly. "And he doesn't have any right to talk to you like he does and I'm tired of it. I would spend a million nights in the pit if it meant he would leave you alone."

"Well thank you. I don't know what I'd do without you." I leaned forward and pressed a soft kiss on his bruised knuckles. I then pushed his hands back and undid the latch of the pit door. Newt took a step back once I opened the door. I jumped inside and pulled the door closed.

"Love what are you doing?" He asked. I grabbed his hands and pulled him with me to the floor. I rested my head on his shoulder and tangled our fingers together.

"I can't let my boy stay in here all night alone, can I?" I giggled and pecked his cheek. He put his hand on the skin where I kissed while his cheeks filled with heat.

I happily hummed once he put his arm around my waist and kissed my forehead.

"My night in shining armor. My Newt," I whispered. Our eyes met but only for a moment when each of them glanced at each other's lips.

He broke the distance and crashed our lips together. His warm lips tasted of strawberries and mint since we spent most of our day stealing pieces of fruit or chewing on mint leaves. Our lips moved in sync for over ten seconds before we pulled away for air.

He cupped my left cheek before kissing my nose, making me squint my face and giggle at him. He smiled back at me before sighing happily.

"Maybe a night in the pit won't be so bad if you're in here."