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"Yo, newt!" Minho, who was standing on a log, called, waving his hands. "Where are you going, shank?"
"Tonight's the night!" The blonde grinned, pointing at the direction you where with his thumb, as minho's lip formed into an 'o'. "Ah, Right, well, good luck!" He gave a thumbs up, before turning around. "Thomas! What the shuck are you doing?!"
The second-in-command shook his head lightly as he chuckled, growing a bit nervous as he staggered off to you. Okay, okay, just like what alby said, get yourself together, newt. Relax. Relax. Rel-
"Hey, newt!" You greeted, letting out a chuckle as he stumbled over his feet. "Uh - uhm, hi!" He stammered, standing up properly as he smiled nervously.
"What's up?" You smiled.
"So, uh, uhm. You..yeah, haha..." His voiced cracked slightly, as he wrung his hands nervously.
Your eyebrows furrowed as you gave him a questioning look. "Sorry, what?"
"I....you..lik-"
Newt let out a frustrated sigh, letting his hands fall to the side, licking his lips as he looked at you. "Oh, shuck it." He mumbled, stepping forward as he grabbed your face, pressing his lips against yours.
