Thomas Sangster & Newt Imagines

Secret Love || Newt- part 13

I woke up a couple of hours later. Newt was peacefully sleeping next to me, his pink lips slightly parted. I admired him for a moment, tracing the line of his jaw with my index finger. He smiled and turned his face towards me, opening his eyes.

"Have I ever told you how much I like your ways of waking me up?", he asked still smiling.

"Just a hundred times", I replied chuckling and biting my bottom lip.

Newt looked intently at my mouth and slowly reached for my lip, releasing it from between my teeth.

"I remember I've also told you not to bit your lip", he frowned.

"Oh really?", I teased. "And why's that?"

"Because it does...things to me."

His eyes were almost black in the dim light and he was constantly licking his lips. I decided to tease a little bit more, even though I already noticed the lust in his eyes.

"What kind of things, Newt?"

He cupped my face and pulled me closer, our noses touching now.

"Things that you might like also", he whispered.

I gulped hearing his response, already feeling goosebumps along my arms. I closed the gap between us and kissed his lips, slowly in the beginning. But he took control of it in no time and soon enough we were having a full make out session.

However the heated moment didn't last long. A shy knock on the door has made us stop and a weak voice was heard behind of it.

"Newt?", Chuck said. "Are you in there? Alby wants to talk to you!"

I looked at Newt in confusion and he frowned from the same reason.

"What do you think he wants?", I whispered.

"I have no idea", Newt said. "But I better go and find out."

He winked at me and kissed my lips one more time.

"Newt?!", we heard Chuck again and we couldn't help but silently burst out laughing.

"I'm coming, Shank!", he yelled and rolled his eyes in amusement.

Then he looked at me again, still smiling.

"I'll see you later, love!"

His grin was goofy and playful but once outside the room he would put the Second in Command mask again.

"Later", I agreed.

He got up and quickly got dressed before heading towards the door.

I laid in bed for another couple of minutes before finally deciding to go out for the Bonfire night.

The weather was perfect: not too windy, not too cold, perfectly warmed. It always has been the same in the Glade, without any rain or heavy sun.

I took in the smell of burnt longs. The other Gladers were already around the fire, drinking and fake fighting. There were laughs, screams and joyful voices. Everybody seemed to enjoy the evening, the Bonfire being the most awaited event of the day.

I spotted Thomas from the corner of my eye, talking with the other Runners and enjoying his drink. I walked towards him and he smiled when he saw me approaching their group.

"Hey Y/N, everything okay?", he asked.

"Yes, I think. Can we talk please?"

Thomas gave me a confused look when I noticed him to follow me. He did and we got closer towards the Bonfire as we spoke.