𝐑 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐑𝐞𝐣𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 » newtmas

004.

the day was a good one. the sun was beaming, the clouds were raining him with positivity before they would break out into rain and it was overall a positive mood floating hereby.

his shoes drummed with soft happy sounds against the cobblestones and cheery whistling escaped his mouth as he neared the coffee shop with excitement of his next moves.

his anxiety seemed to be swept away, forgotten in the pits of his stomach, overplayed by his newfound confidence and it was all he needed to swing over the door and enter the coffee shop that greeted him with its sweet smell of herbs and freshly brewed beverages such as coffee and tea, a trace of milk and whipped cream hung there as well, mixed together with the other flavours in what created a pleasant and warm aroma.

there was nothing to be scared of in such a fairytale like place.

newt strolled over to the register, the boy from yesterday looked up and tugged his lips into a weary smile. "hey, you again, will you stay a bit longer this time so i can get you a drink ?"

newt sent him one of his newt-smiles which looked as if he was radiating with confidence yet humming with an underlying insecurity.
that was his moment, he jsut had to say something witty and earn him a code of numbers which belonged to the boy's phone. easy peasy lemon squeezey.

"you are like a dictionary... adding meaning to my life." came newt, his voice was dripping with confidence and authority over his words like an author showing off his precious bestselling novel.

thomas seemed to be thinking otherwise though, his face went blank in confusion and the previous smile pulled into a taut line of irritation.

newt was packed with fear now, his heart was hammering against his chest and he could feel his rib cage vibrating from the might of it. slowly he took a couple of steps backwards, trying to make it for the door without the boy noticing but then a series of weird things happened which newt couldn't control.

first, thomas made a curve around the register then made a B-line for the door and fiddled with the door handle in what seemed to be a locking process, then he ran back to behind the counter whispered something into his co-workers ear in which they left into the backdoor and at the very last he closed in on newt, crowing him against a table till newts ass hit the sharp edge of it.

"w-what is happening ?!" newt exclaimed, his heartbeat gaining on speed and it was now almost too painful for him to bear.