Thomas was woken up by the sun shining on his eyes, he groaned pushing himself up to sit on the side of the bed.
He glanced over his shoulder Newt was still asleep, with Minho on his other side curled up around him.
Thomas leaned down pressing a small kiss to the blonde's forehead and rubbing Minho's hair smiling when he pulled a face in his sleep, before standing up. He grabbed some pants from the floor and pulled them on not caring who they actually belonged to.
He walked over to the window, looking out he could see the sun was just starting to rise.
'Must be about 5 am' he glanced back at the clock by their bed to check and found it was 5:15.
He looked down into the garden seeing a path leading from the back garden into the forest behind them.
He grabbed a shirt then moving to the other side of the bed and shaking Minho lightly resting his head on his arm, he turned his head to him after an second eyes half open and voice rough.
"Wat wan'?" He chuckled and moved to look at Minho's face tapping his fingers on his back.
"You wanna go for a run?" He watched as Minho eyes shot fully open and he moved to get up. Thomas stopped him pointing to Newt, Minho slowly pulled his arms back and unwrapping his legs from around Newts.
Thomas had stood up at this point grabbing some more clothing and tossing them at Minho and laughed when they hit the still a little bit asleep boy in the face.
He then grabbed a piece of paper and a pen writing Newt a quick note as Minho got dressed, he placed it on the bedside table leaning down to kiss Newt on the head again, Minho followed his lead and pulled the covers up the Newts chin before they both left putting on some boots and grabbing some water and two knives, locking the door behind them.
Minho had picked up a backpack which they placed the water bottles in after drinking a mouthful.
"Race ya," Minho shoved him lightly before running off down the path, Thomas followed him after a moment of being stunned.
They ran for a few hours judging by the sun. Before they stopped, pulling out the water bottles and sitting against a tree.
"Hey, Thomas?" He hummed placing his head against Minho's shoulder.
"You think we're actually free?"
"No not yet, sure they have the video and there's no denying that Stiles is identical to me but they could be manipulating them as well," Minho chuckled.
"Well would you look at that Tommy boy knows a big word," he hit the others arm.
"Zip it shank," he felt Minho freeze not just from his words, he then felt it there were eyes on them, someone was watching from the trees.
"Please stop that, it sounds so butchered and wrong coming from you," Minho picked up the bag and made it look like he was just fussing with it, Thomas watched him slip a knife out and put it in his pocket.
"Give me that, you're giving me a headache with all the noise your making," he took the bag pack slipping the other knife out and into his own pocket and putting it down behind him leaning more on Minho, putting himself in front of him slightly.
"Um hey?" They both looked over there were two teens standing a few feet from them. Thomas was surprised they hadn't heard then approach.
"Yeah what is it?" He looked at the teens closer, the one that had talked was a boy with tan skin and a crooked jawline, the other was Asian female who looked a little too much like Minho to be anyone else than his sister.
"You're on private property and need to leave now," they looked at each other then back to the other teens.
"There wasn't a sign anywhere,"
"What?"
"If this is private property there should be a sign but there wasn't so how were we to know?" Minho pulled Thomas up with him standing a little in front of him and staring at them with his arms crossed. The boys gaze hardened and he narrowed his eyes at Minho as he smirked.
"Well everyone knows this is private property and to stay clear,"
"We didn't that why you need a sign,"
"There is a sign,"
"Where?"
"At the entrance to the reserve,"
"Well, these not one at our entrance that I saw-" he turned to Thomas "-did you see one Tommy?" Thomas sighed gripping Minho arm loosely, the boy was looking closely at his face studying him.
"Come on Min, the others will be up by now, and I don't feel like explaining this to Newt," he started pulling him away from the other two teens. The boy grabbed his arm as they turned away, he ripped it back out of his grip and grabbed the knife in his pocket keeping it hidden.
"Wait... Stephan?"
"My names Thomas," he took a few steps back pulling Minho with him ready to run or fight depending on what the two others did next.
The boy stared at him a little bit longer before blinking and shaking his head.
"Right.. sorry you just look a lot like him, " Thomas nodded slightly as the girl placed a hand on the boy's arm and rubbed it.
The two then walked away as calm as they could, glancing over their shoulders every few meters to see if the teens were still there. They stood watching them leave till they were nearly out of sight.
They stopped again once the two were long behind them.
Thomas smacked Minho arm getting a whine in response and glared at him.
"You just had to egg him on didn't you,"
"He started it," Thomas glared at him harder.
"It's not funny min we don't know what wicked could have done to them, I mean they were able to sneak up on us. US Min we can hear a griever from 100 feet away but not two teens who aren't trying to sneak up on us?" Minho looked away rubbing his neck before glancing back at Thomas.
"It has wicked written all over it, I know, I wanted to see how they'd react to being challenged," Thomas sighed placing his head on Minho's shoulder.
"well next time don't, OK? " he let the unspoken words of 'I don't wanna lose you too' hang in the air as Minho wrapped his arms loosely around his back placing on hand on the back of his neck and squeezing lightly able to pick up on the unsaid words.
"OK, I promise."
(I know I know it's been ages don't kill me I've been a stressed out boi still am but a little better ANYWHO the reason why Scott knew he was Stephan is because he smelled like stiles but different also he knows what stiles look like and so guessed that Thomas was Stephan, Kira couldn't tell because even tho Minho smells like her she's had nothing to go off on what he looks like ok that's all bye see you again in a few months... Maybe)
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