TBS and Newt Imagines

newt || sleepy mornings

Summary: Newt knows exactly what to do to start Y/N's morning right. Hope is the youngest Glader of all, and she identifies Newt and the reader as her parents.

Word Count: 546

Warnings: Fluff. Should you still be warned for that?

"Daddyyyy..." Hope plopped on Newt's chest. Rubbing his face with his hands, he groaned and turned to look at you sleeping peacefully. He scrunched his eyebrows as the girl spoke. "We're going to play hide and seek today, remember?" she pouted at him.

"Let's do it in the afternoon, love, Daddy has some work to do." He kissed her forehead and his eyes wandered back to your sleeping form.

So did Hope. She was going to jump on you too, but Newt caught her in his arms before she was able to touch you. "Don't wake Mummy up, love, she's tired." Newt gave her a warning look – one that meant that he was serious, and she seemed to get the idea. She nodded and pulled away to let Newt sit up. He leaned against the wall as Hope crept back up his chest.

"What are you going to do today now, Daddy?" Hope inquired, tucking her little head in the crook of his neck. Newt was an all-around helper of the Glade, sometimes he ran the Maze, sometimes he checked on each job and supervised them. Other times, he held Gatherings or spent time in the Map Room. And some days...

"I'm going to welcome our newest visitor, love. You can play with Chuckie if you want. Just make sure Mummy can see you."

Hope nodded. You began to stir, stretching your muscles and rolling subconsciously towards Newt's legs.

"Go give Mum a kiss," he whispered. Hope crawled down and pressed her lips to her hair.

"Good morning, beautiful," Newt smirked. He reached down to stroke your hair. You buried your head under the blanket, trying to block out the noise. He withdrew a sharp breath.

"Why don't you go see what Uncle Minho is eating, darling?" he poked Hope's nose before she nodded enthusiastically and headed out, shouting for you two to catch up soon.

"Wake up, Y/N," he cooed, pulling the sheets away from your head. He lifted you up, holding you to his chest and showering your forehead with kisses. You wrapped your arms around his torso in return - but groaned sleepily.

"Your daughter might just never forgive you if you miss breakfast." He teased.

You groaned again, but gave in and sat up, only to be reminded of how soft and warm the sheets are today.

"So warm..." your fell on Newt, cheek pressed on his chest.

"That's it." He pulled away from you. You were about to mouth your complaints, but he picked you up bridal style and headed outside your shared hut.

Just before you both were in eyeshot, he put you down. You didn't initiate PDA in public, respect was important when it came to leaders. He only ever presses his lips to your hair or wraps his arm around you.

You sat on the grass next to Hope and across Minho.

"Love, I have to go." Newt caught your attention. He pointed to Alby waiting behind him. At your nod, he pulled you in for a kiss – Minho being the only near Glader there, besides Hope – and left.

Hope popped a grape in your mouth as Minho began stuffing carrots under his lip, causing Hope to burst in twinkling laughter.

What a way to start a busy day.

A bit short... one of my favorites, though.

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See you at Begin Again 14.