*newt isaac is calling*
Thomas' eyes fluttered open slowly, a low, irritated groan escaping him. The annoying sound of his Skype going off almost made him pick his phone up and toss it across the room until he realized, Skype.
Only Newt called Thomas on Skype, ya know, to avoid the costs of calls from other countries. Thomas pushed his thick blanket aside and reached for his phone, quickly grabbing it.
*newt isaac is calling*
Thomas watched his screen light up. Newt was video calling, not just a normal call. Biting his lip, his lip rings clacking against his teeth uncomfortably, Thomas rubbed the sleep from his eyes and ran a hand through his hair to try and calm the mess.
"Tommy!" Newts voice immediately came through his speakers when Thomas answered.
Thomas froze for a second.
Newt looked so happy, like he was glowing. His smile was so wide and pure that Thomas couldn't help but smile too. His eyes were wide with excitement and sparkling, Thomas' heart melting more each time he saw them.
"Thomas? Did you hear me?" Newt frowned a bit and he looked like he was checking the settings on his mic.
"Sorry, I zoned out. What'd you say?" Thomas asked, paying attention this time.
"I'm coming to the U.S., I'm coming to see you and Minho!" Thomas noticed Newts surroundings, and he was very obviously in a crowded airport.
"Newt! Oh my god!" Thomas nearly jumped out of bed, but stopped when he looked out of the window and realized it was still dark. He looked over at the clock, groaning when he read 6:32 a.m.
"Newt! You woke me up at six in the morning," Thomas frowned at the camera and Newt started to giggle. "I'm sorry, I forgot about time differences,"
Thomas broke and smiled a bit, shaking his head. "Does Minho know?" Thomas leaned back into his bed, pulling his blanket over him as he started to get cold without the cover. "No, I want it to be a surprise for him. Can you keep this a secret?" Newt sub-consciously started to whisper, making Thomas laugh.
Thomas nodded. "Yeah, I can do that,"
Newt was about to respond when his plane arrived. "That's my ride... I gotta go, Tommy," Newt hung up and Thomas yawned, placing his phone on his bedside table. He turned over and tried to get comfortable again, attempting to ignore the anxious feeling spreading throughout his body. Hopefully he would be able to get a bit more sleep before Newt arrived.
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i wrote this at 2 a.m. so sorry if there are any mistakes. i did proof read, but i did so very lazily.
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text you later ✏ newtmas AU
Fanfic❝ except Newt. he calls me Tommy. ❞ texting AU punk!thomas soft!newt