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"That was a fantastic presentation, Newt." His coworker, Scarlett said, just before he left the office.
"Thanks Scarlett." Newt smiled at her.
"Hey, Newt um...can I tell you something?" Scarlett asked, cheeks red, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Uh sure?"
"So, okay I know this is really unprofessional of me but...I em...I think I like you? And I was wondering if you want to meet up sometime?" Scarlett swallowed.
"Oh...Scarlett um..." Newt thought of Thomas at that moment. "I don't...you seem like a really nice person, seriously, and yeah we could meet for coffee, I don't know, but my boyfriend's waiting for me in New York..."
"Oh gosh, I'm sorry, of course I didn't..." Scarlett stumbled over her words. "I'll see you tomorrow." And she left.
He missed Thomas. He missed him with every fibre in his body. Newt was homesick but more than that, he was lovesick. He wanted nothing more than to see his lover again. Calling every other day helped the tiniest bit, but not by much. Newt longed to feel Thomas's arms around him, his soft lips on his. The time zones were hard to manage.
"And my coworker tried hitting on me today." Newt laughed.
"They what? Did you tell them you're a raging homosexual and if anyone tries to hit on you I'll kill them?" Thomas mocked being outraged.
"No I told her I have a boyfriend waiting for me back home."
"Yeah...am I really your boyfriend?" Thomas asked.
"I hope. I think. Why? What are you saying?" Newt asked, worried.
"I'm saying we're not boyfriends as such, more like partners...?"
"Then I'll tell her I made a mistake and my partner is waiting for me."
"Good that."
Comfortable silence settled over them.
"So what have you been up to?" Newt asked.
"Nothing really. Work, eat, sleep. The usual."
"That sounds boring."
"Well you're not here to make it interesting. Otherwise it'd be work, eat, push you against the wall then sleep."
Newt laughed again. "Oh Tommy, to kiss your collar bone right now... I wasn't supposed to say that."
"Now I'll be ready for it." Newt could hear Thomas smirk through the phone. "I'm gonna hit the hay. Can you talk tomorrow?"
"For you, always." Newt said.
"Goodnight Newtie." Thomas said, sleepily.
"Goodnight Tommy." Newt smiled. They hung up.
Newt sighed and opened his laptop. With work, he'd be up late tonight.
It was one in the morning when his phone rang. Newt opened his eyes. He'd fallen asleep while working. He sighed and answered his phone, rubbing his eyes.
"Hello?" He said.
"Newt?" A voice whispered tearfully.
"Tommy. What's wrong?" Newt was instantly awake.
"I-I had a nightmare and...I panicked and the first thing I thought was calling you. It's one in the morning there, I'm sorry, I woke you up."
"No baby, it's okay, I was working." Newt said.
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