I managed to get Newt home safely without my dad noticing much of anything. I locked him in my room as soon as I could, having a mild heart attack when I came back from the bathroom and he was in only his underwear, and then somehow convinced him to lay down in my bed without me next to him. By the time he finally fell asleep, it was close to midnight.
I was tired. Still, I sat down on the corner of my bed and stared down at him, admiring each curve and crevice of his face in the dark. My mind was spinning, my questions were killing me.
He was drunk though, right? This didn't have to mean anything. I shouldn't read too far into it without getting more information out of him when he's sober. Yes, I thought resolutely, I'll ask him in the morning. I stood and began to make myself a bed on the floor. Every so often, I couldn't help but glance back over at his peaceful sleeping form.
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unlucky (newtmas)
Fanfiction"I take back every nice thing I ever said to you," I said. My head fell to the table with a thud. "Sorry, I have a no-return policy," Newt replied. "All of your sweet-nothing's have already been stored in the bank." "I'll burn the bank down." The t...
