hold me close, but not too close~newtmas

It had been six months since WCKD burned.

Six months since Thomas watched Newt die in his arms.

Six months since his heart shattered into tiny fragments, opening wounds that would never heal.

Though Thomas had tried to pick up the pieces of his past life, he'd lost too much of himself to ever be whole again. Without Newt, Thomas felt incomplete - missing his other half who complimented him so well, who gave him a purpose worth fighting for, who reminded him that he could never give up.

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Thomas and his friends have made it to The Safe Haven.

They're six months on from what they believe to be Newt's death, and Thomas is heartbroken.

He's haunted by the memories of his best friend, reliving the moment he lost him over and over again.

Thomas is sure Newt's dead, but across the vast ocean lives a certain blonde haired boy, who may just be alive enough to outrun the remains of WCKD, one last time.

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