Newt/Thomas Sangster One Shots (warning: smut)

Lifetimes ~ Short story #1 (part four)

I decided I'd sleep on it, getting up to get changed. Maybe I'd have a decision by tomorrow.

As I sorted through my pyjama drawer, I spotted something unusual. A grey hoodie I never knew was mine.

I picked it up slowly, letting it unfold in my hands. There were still creases in it, which just showed how long it'd been in there.

Without even thinking, I bought it up to my nose, inhaling its familiar scent.

A lifetime with Thomas flashed in front of my eyes, frames of him over a course of countless days. I didn't have words to describe what I felt, but it was something along the lines of desperation. I needed to see him. I remembered. I remembered.

I left in a hurry, running out onto the wet pavement and letting my memories take me to his apartment. I ran for fifteen minutes, not stopping until I saw his building. Something inside knew it was his. Ours.

I ran upstairs and up seventeen flights of stairs until I reached apartment number eight-hundred and sixty-seven. I knocked on the door, not thinking about the repercussions that would happen if it wasn't his. But I knew. I was sure. I remembered. A huge gap in my mind was filled, and I felt normal again.

I missed Thomas so much, I hadn't seen him as myself for so long.

"Hazel," Thomas stood at the door, wrapped in a towel.

I said nothing, pushing into he apartment.
"Hazel? What're you doing? How d'you know where I liv-" he started, but as soon as he realised what happened, his jaw dropped.

I turned to face him and gulped hard.
"You...you remember?" He said, not quite believing his eyes.
"I've missed you," I started, putting a hand on his face, "I didn't even realise it but I did. And now I remember everything. I'm myself again," I smiled, tears swimming in my eyes.

I looked around again, at his apartment- our apartment. Nothing had moved. Everything unchanged. It was exactly how I remembered it.

"Do you want to come home?" He said, a tear escaping on of his dark eyes.

"That's all I want." I replied, starting to sob.

He took me into a tight embrace, his warm hands encasing me as they always had. His wet blonde hair tickled the nape of my neck as his hands tightened around me.

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Short n sweet :,)

P.S:
Tell me how you all feel about something a little more...how d'you say it...risqué for this coming Halloween? ;)