Thomas had never really noticed it, but the senior with the limp was kinda cute. He seemed dark, almost brooding - but it was a different kind of dark. The happy kind. The kind that would stay up all night and watch movies with you or drive you out at 12 AM to go watch the stars. The kind that would go to all your sporting events and cheer you on like a soccer mom. The kind that would make you listen to their pop-punk music and make you pretend you liked it. And Thomas was really, really feeling that. ((or. The one where Jock!Thomas starts falling for Punk!Newt on accident))
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