(Newt x Reader)

4: Stick Fight

As I followed Newt, he didn't seem to be doing anything much to importance, He laid in his hammock and just laid there. He could be doing work, but no. As I watched I'm closely behind a tree he suddenly got up. He was holding something, my flower crown maybe? I walk up to the hammocks and slowly come closer behind him. I then got ready to scare him but he turned around and scared me. I yelped and fell back onto someone's hammock almost tearing it. Newt laughed historically as I laid there. Embarrassed I let my hair fall in front of my face.

"Oh bloody hell (R/n), are you that embarrassed of this little thing?" He asked with a chuckle
I sighed and got up. I shook off the embarrassment and sat next to him on his hammock.

"Whatcha got there?" I asked

"I found it in the woods, It's a cut out someone made. I'm guessing there dead, There's blood on it." He shown me and it was a mini knife. It was wrapped in really old rope bits and an old wooden handle with glass as the sharp part
"Very creative yes" He sighed
"I wish I remembered who I was" He said

"Me too, but maybe if we did we wouldn't get along. Whoever we were back then we have no idea of and who we are now was created... By the creators" I looked down at my feet
"It's just odd to me for how long they've been going on with this, why is it so darn important to lock us in this place to die and have no hope. What's the point like?" Newt nodded in agreement

"Let's just except it I guess then" He got up
"Would you like to walk around?" He asked
I nodded and he helped me up

Time passed and we were in the graveyard in the woods so no one would bother us.

"No you have to use it like this" He grabbed my spear and held it high

"But what if your running and you want to keep it less tiring to hold it so you can lay it on your shoulder and hold it there"

"How are you even shucking supposed to do that?" I sighed and grabbed the spear from him. I put it on my shoulder while my hand held it there. He nodded
"I see, but how is it comfortable though??" He asked
I groaned but then we both heard a noise, someone was near us

"Here take it your smarter" I gave him the spear and hid behind him

"Guys! There you are we need help, now!" I slowly came out behind Newt and seen Zart

"With?" Newt asked

"You'll see" Newt and I sighed and we fallowed Zart

He told us that we needed to pick up sticks around the garden so they weren't in the way. I didn't feel like it and the expression on Newt's face told me he didn't want to either. We both did as we were told though and started to pick the sticks up. I grabbed one and lifted it only to see Newt trip

"What the shuck was that for?!" He asked turning into his back, I chuckled

"How'd that happen??" I questioned

"You lifted the bloody stick I was standing on and tripped me you shank!" He got up and grabbed that stick from my hands

"No it's mine!" I yelled, he pulled and he was much stronger than me, when he yanked I lost balance and fell onto Newt's chest. He tripped by this and we both fell down onto the ground, he coughed then laughed.

"Bloody hell, we're really having a lot of trouble picking sticks up aye?" He wrapped his arms around me, he was warm. I lifted myself a little but he pushed me back down onto his chest
"Not yet, let's stay like this for a few, please" His heart was beating fast and his body temperature was getting really high. He seemed to be nervous. I smirked than moved my head to the other side only to see a pair of shoes and ankles I looked up, it's Zart. Newt sat up making me sit on my knees, Zart looked a bit odd. He was pail and had a light blush on his face.

"I came to ask how you all were doing, picking up the sticks and all" He cleared his throat "seems you guys need privacy, haha, finish picking the sticks up before you do that though please" He than turned and awkwardly walked away. I looked at Newt who was already looking at me. He was blushing, I smiled and chuckled. He joined in and he helped me up

When we finished we sat at a table watching people as they were doing there job, neither of us had much to do, we asked if anyone needed help but no one did so we're just talking.

"So you tie it like this and" as Newt spoke on how to make the perfect glove I looked at him. He was so gental with me, his words were slow and nice. He knew how to really treat me, any other guy here treats me like any one else here. A family member they'd like to tease, it's nice but for some reason Newt didn't do that, he treated me as if I were a friend. Yes there was teasing but there was more gental words and kind gestures back n forth to each other, long talks at night when we can't go to sleep, we both teach each other new things, when the littlest things happen to one another we worry so badly, Newt, I seriously love Newt.