betrayed | newtmas au

perfect

"bloody hell,"

newt was thoroughly surprised that the brunette had gained some confidence. then again, it took ten years and a makeout session for this to happen, so he wasn't too stuck on the thought.
although he really enjoyed the way thomas began to kiss across his jawline and down to his collarbone, the blonde managed to stop him from going farther. with one last kiss to his lips, newt pulled away slightly, gasping for breath and looking up at the boy on top of him who had lust evident in his eyes. it's not that he didn't want this. however, the boys needed to establish boundaries and clarify things. newt was determined not to just be a random hookup buddy whenever thomas wanted him.

"how long have you liked me, tommy?"

the brunette was still on top of him, but they both had recovered from the loss of air earlier, and he was sure the other wasn't going to try anything for now. newt loved and hated the position they were in. it was hard for either of them to focus, but being against thomas was addicting. he couldn't get himself to move so that they weren't touching.
after explaining everything, thomas leaned back in to continue what they were doing. newt liked him. nothing was stopping him besides the soft hand that now rested on his chest, bidding him to wait. of course he obliged.

"and what about teresa?"

thomas sighed at the mention of his twin who he really didn't want to think about. she would kill them if she found out, but now that he had newt, he wondered how willing either of them would be when it came to sharing their time with her. teresa was the most persistent and stubborn person alive.

"a long time, newt. and she can't know. if we're doing this, it has to be behind her back."

"then how do you reckon we meet up without her knowing?"

"we can't meet here. and we can't be public about this. i'm not out yet, and anyone who sees could ruin this,"

newt just nodded as he looked up at thomas. he didn't even know his sexuality. it's not like he ever had the chance to ask, and they had just become friends again days before. he wanted to ask, but he saw thomas' concerned look, so he stopped that train of thought as fast as it came.

"that means no minho,"

thomas nodded slightly. they needed distance anyways. he trusted the buff boy with his biggest secret, and although there was a good outcome, how could he be expected to trust him again. he'd just have to say things didn't work out. that gave them time to figure out their situation and how in the world they could ever go public about it.

"then i think we're all clear, eh? we'll meet up whenever we can as long as it's discreet. no one can know. but we like each other, so we can make it work."

both of the boys smiled softly at each other at the agreement. the boy still on top leaned down slow enough to give newt time to protest, but he didn't. they kissed each other like they were in a trance that neither wanted to break, lips chastely moving together.

"does this mean i'm yours?"

newt smirked. of course thomas remembered that.

"i think i want you to be mine,"

instead of diving in for another kiss, thomas just wrapped his arms around the other. they sat on the extremely dusty floor of their old childhood hangout embracing as if it wasn't almost dinner time and their families wouldn't be worried. to them, it was perfect.

~

"newt...newt come on, get up, baby. we gotta get up. teresa's calling,"

the two boys had fallen asleep in each other's arms once again. it was their favorite thing to do, well, besides kissing. that would always be number one on their list.

thomas, still splayed across newt, lifted himself so he was supported by his arms as he looked down adoringly at the sleepy blonde. checking his phone, he realized it had been two hours. of course she was worried.

"i'm gonna go down first and distract her, okay? you can go down after,"

newt groaned as he stretched his arms up, lifting his shirt slightly in the process. thomas had to control the urge to stare at him for longer. his skin was so fucking perfect. it's not like he could help it.

with a grumble of words he couldn't understand himself, newt got up as well, kissing thomas slightly on the cheek in the process as the other moved to slide open the lock on the latch door. once it was lifted, the brunette looked back with a smiling tugging on his lips. it still didn't feel real. he doubt it ever would. before he stuck his legs out to reach for the ladder leading to the ground, he kissed the blonde. for real.

it didn't last long, only a few moments, but a moment with newt meant everything to him.

minho was right.

thomas was so gone for him.

~

he noticed the sun had already set as he climbed down away from his...boyfriend? yes. newt was his boyfriend now.

he began to worry if it would be too dark by the time the other had to leave. what if he fell? that would be extremely hard to explain.

sliding the door open, he was greeted by a very alert teresa. the nap was very obviously not enough to subside her tiredness, he could see it in her eyes, but he could assume that when she saw newt gone, she got worried.

"where the fuck have you been? i was worried sick!"

thomas just groaned at her protectiveness. she sometimes treated him as if he was seven years old, not sixteen.

she simply just sighed.

"look, uh, tom...there's someone coming over later. and i need you to not freak out when he does get here, okay?"

the concern laced in her voice terrified him. that could only mean she was bringing home a guy she was into. she had done this before, but none of them lasted, and thomas rarely knew them. if he did, it was always awkward. teresa had awful taste, although some were admittedly hot, they would never live up to his expectations...newt.
teresa deserved someone like newt.

she deserved someone who treated her right, with respect and compassion.
instead of displaying his thoughts, thomas just nodded, letting her do her own thing. he couldn't control her life any more than she could his.
somehow though, she was dictating his without even knowing.

~

the firm knock on the door made her almost squeal.

what a girl.

teresa looked to thomas in a knowing way. he always met the boys that she brought home before they came into the house. it was a tradition. they had to pass thomas' criteria, whether he knew them personally or not.

teresa swung the door open in excitement.

before thomas could even process who was standing there, he heard her saying the name he didn't know he was dreading until he heard them.

.

"minho!"