strings // newtmas au

first date

     Thomas totally wasn't waiting by the door when Newt knocked. He paced in front of it a few times to waste time before swinging it open.

    Newt looked like normal Newt. He had on his ripped skinny jeans and his black boots with an oversized grey hoodie on.

    "Hi." He smiled as he leaned against the door frame. "You ready to go?"

    "Yeah," Thomas managed to say as he grabbed his keys. Newt never brought up where they were going so Thomas dressed normally in jeans and a long sleeve shirt.

    Newt lead him out to the car. Once they were both in Thomas turned to Newt.

    "Are you gonna tell me where we're going."

    Newt shrugged. "That ruins the fun of it and you can't tell Minho because he'll make fun of me til the end of time."

     "Alright deal."

    Newt plugged his phone into the aux cord. "So I have this special talent of being able to find a fitting Blink 182 song for every occasion...this one's called First Date."

     The music started playing as Newt winked at Thomas and started up the car. Thomas just shook his head as he watched Newt air drum on the steering wheel. As Newt pulled out of the driveway and started driving on the street he commenced in overly dramatic lip syncing of the song.

     Thomas couldn't help but laugh as he watched Newt's little performance. He didn't understand it. This boy who listened to loud music and had a fucking lip ring and wore mostly black was the cutest thing in the entire world.

     When they were half through the song, Newt rolled down the window. He let a cigarette and took a hit before hanging it out the window.

     Thomas frowned which of course Newt picked up on.

    "Hey none of that from you."

    "You should quit."

    "Haven't you told me that before?"

     "I still think you should quit."

     Thomas was giving him these puppy dog eyes which seemed to get to Newt because he sighed and took another puff of his cigarette. "I guess I can try."

    Thomas' face lit up. "Really?"

     Newt nodded as he hung the stick back out the window. "No promises, but I'll try."

     Newt looked at the soft smile Thomas had on his face, he dropped the cigarette out the window which just made Thomas' smile grow.

     "See now that's not fair," Newt muttered as he shook his head.

    "What?"

    "You looking like that when I don't smoke." Newt huffed. "Makes me never wanna touch a damn stick again."

    Thomas just smiled to himself as he looked out the window. Sue him for wanting Newt to be healthy.

    "Having your lungs clear will just help you when you sing for me."

    Newt huffed out a laugh "Oh fuck off."
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     They pulled into a parking garage about twenty minutes later. Newt got out of the car and waited for Thomas at the back.

    "Are you going to tell me where we are yet?" Thomas asked as Newt lead him to the elevator.

    "No, I have to wait until we're inside so you can't escape."