Thomas Sangster & Newt Imagines

Secret Love || Newt- part 10

Running in the Maze that day was awful. I got lost twice thinking about Newt and his condition, thinking about Gally and his reasons.

I got back only ten minutes before the Doors closed and everybody sighed in relief at the sight of me.

After mapping my Section and taking a quick meal from Frypan's leftovers I went to see Newt. He was peacefully sleeping, his chest slightly moving up and down. He was getting better, I could see that. I was near him every day and even if Clint told me many times that his condition was unchanged, I knew he was breathing easily and eating a little bit more. They all have told me that everything was in my imagination, but they didn't know Newt like I did.

"Hi love", I said to him while seating down on the bed, grabbing his hand and kissing his fingers. "Everything is a mess here without you", I continued talking to him. "They want to let you go if you won't wake up soon. Could you please do this for me?"

I smiled sadly and let his hand down, checking his body warmth from under the covers. It looked stable enough. I watched my surroundings and saw an empty plate of soup; it meant that he was fed just a couple of minutes ago. So I kissed his forehead and stood up, heading for the showers.

It wasn't long after that when near the showers building two hands grabbed my waist and turned me around.

"Hello beautiful", someone said and snuggled their nose into the crook of my neck.

I recognized Gally's voice and quickly turned around.

"Hi Gally, what's up?", I asked trying to gently release myself from his arms, but failing.

"I wanted to see you", he said. "Is this how you talk to me after last night?"

His voice was playful and he quickly kissed my lips, smirking at me.

"I'm not quite sure I was sober last night", I told him still glued against his body. "And I'm sweaty, please let me go."

"But love, you were completely sober and very aware of what we were doing!"

"Was I?!", I asked a bit too quickly. "And could you stop calling me that? Only Newt called me –love-", I asked him trying to sound as politely as I could.

He nodded, rolling his eyes. "Ah of course, you told me you wanted to forget about him and I wasn't paying attention. But we can stop playing now, he's almost gone", he winked at me. "Oh and I love seeing you sweaty."

I gulped and forced a smile at him.

"Yeah, I'm sorry", I said. "I think I've played that game too much."

I grabbed his chin and put a small kiss on his lips before turning on my heels and on my way to the showers.

Night came soon and found me and Gally whispering near the Bonfire.

"The little bastard is still breathing", he said. "As long as he's still here, Alby would never name another Glader his Second in Command!"

I frowned and took a sip from my drink.

"Be patient. Keep minding your own business and no one will notice", I told him.

"And what about you? Thomas seems pretty close to you lately", he scolded me.

"Of course he does! I had to find out what he knows!"

He shook his head in disbelief and took another sip, finishing his drink and throwing the empty pot towards the flames.

"I should have just hit him harder and ended all this Klunk that day", he spit and stood up, heading towards his room.

I squeezed my eyes at his statement, finishing my own drink. I sat up from the log and headed towards the Medjack's hut. I stopped on the threshold, looking at Newt from where I was standing. I didn't know how to act anymore. I suddenly felt tired and my lashes became heavy. I got closer towards his bed and gently touched his cheek with the back of my fingers.