It's a long story. (Newt x reader) [COMPLETED]

Late night talk

Newt sat in the pit with his head hung low. This was is first time in the pit. It was colder than he imagined. The moon was broken up as it fell upon his face. He could hear Bradley complaining about his nose every so often.

Alby tried to ask Newt what happened. Although he was too ashamed to be honest. So he blamed it on the drink.

"Newt?" He shot up his gaze when the moonlight was blocked by a small figure. "I came to check on you. It's cold tonight and I- uh- yeah." The girl rambled. Newt couldn't help but crack a smile.

"I brought your hoodie." She slipped the clothing between the bars. Y/N and Newt met each other's gaze, time seems to have stopped. And as clique as it sounded, they felt like hey were the only people in the Glade.

But of course, neither would admit it.

"Look, I'm sorry for the way I spoke to you. It was uncalled for and-" he was cut off.

"Honestly, don't worry about it. Like me or not, I'd still annoy you all day everyday until we get out of this hell." She gestured to the walls. Newts head fell as he chuckled.

"So are you going to tell Alby the real reason you broke Brad's nose; or are you going to stick to your drunk facade?" Newt growled at the nickname but covered it up his jealous act with a sigh.

"Maybe, how'd you know I was lying?"
Y/N laughed.

"I may be new, but I know you wouldn't hit someone without a reasonable excuse." Y/N enquired.

The sun began to creep over the walls of the maze, Newt ignored the girls statement made a request.

"Why don't you get some sleep, you have to be up to help Frypan make breakfast." Y/N smiled.

"Night Newton." Y/N stood and tred through the Glade. Leaving Newt with a small tint of blush.

They both had a warm feeling after their late night talk. But once again, both were to stubborn to admit it.