This is my collection of Fantastic Beasts fics that I've written! Just a heads up, it's mostly Newt & Tina because they're my OTP.
Things to Take Note of:
1. Tina's an amazing character. I mean, she's pretty badass and went through a lot as a kid. A...
I can’tbelieve I forgot to post this! It's the first fic I ever wrote for Newt and Tina.
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A Bed & Breakfast in Dorset, England
Situated in a small room were a coffee table and a couch that faced a window. The opposite wall housed a small kitchen. In a small bathroom directly across from the entry door next to the kitchen area, a toilet, sink, and bathtub/shower combo were squeezed in together. Across from the door to the bathroom was a small closet/storage area. An adjoining bedroom housed two beds, two dressers, and a bedside table between the beds. The door to the bedroom was slightly ajar, and the light from the bathroom lit up a square of the floor. The rest of the rented area was dark.
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The bed on the right had two sleeping figures in it. The person on the right was definitely skinnier than the person on the left.
The blanket on the left bed rustled, and then the person on the left moved a bit. Both people in this bed were skinnier than the left person in the right bed.
A few minutes passed in almost total silence.
A small, feminine whisper from the left side of the left bed with a New York accent broke the silence: “Newt?”
“Tina?” came a small whisper in reply from the other side of the bed with a British accent.
“Did I wake you up?” asked Tina in the same small whisper.
“No,” replied Newt softly with a slight stutter.
“Can’t sleep either?”
“Y-yes.”
“Would you like to talk?” asked Tina. Her voice somehow seemed even quieter.
“I would,” answered Newt, a hint of a smile in his voice, as well as the stutter. “Very much.”
Tina rolled over in the bed to face Newt and he did the same for Tina. Their faces were barely an inch apart. Underneath the blanket, their fingers touched, and then very slowly intertwined. A small smile graced Tina’s lips and Newt gave a grin back.
A few minutes passed of Newt and Tina staring into each other’s eyes before Tina broke eye contact.
“I need to use the lav...” she muttered, slipping her hand from Newt's.
They both felt a little colder.
Kind of wishing time had frozen right then, Newt quietly slipped out of bed and followed Tina's path to the kitchen area. Grabbing his wand, he gave it a small flick and two mugs slid out of a cabinet. Miniscule grains of cocoa and sugar, along with blobs of warm water from the sink floated into the mugs. A spoon soared into each mug and stirred. As the spoons slowed to a stop in the mugs, one floated to the coffee table and the other to Newt’s waiting hands.
