control // newtmas au

catastrophe

November 12th, 2001

1 day until the invasion

10:30 pm

     Thomas was jolted awake by the sound of an explosion and an ear piercing alarm ripping through the school.

     Newt was visible now and stirring awake.

     "What the fuc-"

     Another explosion shook the walls.

     Thomas scrambled out of bed when he realized what was happening.

     "Newt it's WICKED they're here early."

     Thomas was ripping his clothes off and pulling on his ridiculously tight blue and yellow suit.

     Newt was untangling himself from the covers and pulling at his hair.

     "My suit is in my room."

     "I'll go with you," Thomas said instantly.
Newt looked so unprotected wearing nothing but boxers. Thomas kinda wanted to wrap him back up in the blankets and keep him safe from the world.

     "No I do-"

     Thomas grabbed the blonde boy's hand. "You can be mad at me all you want but I'm not letting you get hurt."

     Newt closed his mouth and stared at the door then, letting Thomas pull him to his own room.

     Newt picked up his suit and turned invisible as he changed.

     "We should find Minho," Thomas said as Newt reappeared in that unfairly tight suit. If the circumstances were different he would have jumped the boy, but they were literally getting invaded so it wasn't really the time for sexual fantasies.

     Newt nodded and looked at the floor before reaching his hand out to Thomas.

     He got the message and laced their fingers together. "We're gonna be okay you know that right?"

     "Seemed like you were saying goodbye last night," Newt mumbled.

     Thomas froze and looked back at him, his expression softening. "Newt."

     The blonde boy looked up at him, worry etched all over his face.

     "I wasn't saying goodbye. I was freaking out and I couldn't sleep because I was scared and I wanted you-"

     Newt cut him off by grabbing his face and pressing their lips together.

     Thomas body shot into overdrive, he was grabbing Newt's hips and pulling his body as close to him as he could. Newt's mouth was messy and desperate against his own, it was like he was pouring every ounce of emotion into the kiss. Newt's hands were in Thomas' hair, pulling and regripping.

     When Newt pulled away Thomas stared at him with a dazed expression.

     Newt was smiling softly as he ran his thumb over Thomas' kiss swollen lips. "Didn't want to die without doing that right?"

    "I-uh-" Thomas stammered, trailing off when another explosion shook the building.

     "Let's get out there and kick some WICKED ass okay? We'll talk about us later."

     Thomas nodded, still feeling too numb to speak. His lips were tingling and his cheeks burned where Newt's hands were on them. He followed Newt blindly out of the room, completely going off his lead but who was Thomas kidding, he'd follow Newt anywhere.