Y/n
I bury my head in is chest. As I know that if I don't I will look around and ruin the surprise he made for me. A warm feeling spreads through me at the thought. And everything falls in place. Newt and Minho were probably talking about it, which is why they stopped when I arrived, and although I would've loved to see Newt at the maze before I left, maybe he was also preparing it?
I force myself not to think that much of it, that It's probably a cute diner or something. Which would be amazing. But I have a feeling it'll be much much more. My fingers tingle with curiosity, and I pull myself impossibly closer to him.
"Are you nervous, sunshine?" Newt whispers in my ear. I nod against him. Inhaling his comforting scent and promising to myself that I will not look up. Instead, I focus on the sounds around me, how wood and leaves crack beneath Newts shoes, the sound of birds chirping in the sky and how trees sway with the wind. The woods, I think. We must be in the woods.
"What are we doing in the woods?" I ask voice lower than a whisper, laced with curiosity. Newt sighs and shakes his head slightly.
"I thought you said you wouldn't look?" He asks, rubbing my back and kissing my head. I shiver and shake my head.
"I didn't look, I can just hear it." I say. Frustrated with mostly myself.
"It's alright, were here anyway." He says. He puts me down gently, turning me around, away from him. The sudden cold of the wind hits me like a brick and I shiver again. I don't dare to open my eyes, so I just wait for anything to happen. I hear Newt walk around to face me again.
Muffled voices fill my surroundings and I hear the oh so familiar voice chuckle.
"You may open your eyes, love." He says and I can feel his presence in front of me. I open my eyes and see the top of his head, his dirty blond hair sticking out in odd angles, I look down, desperatly needing to meet his eyes when I see it. And my world changes forever.
He'ssitting down on one knee, eyes full of hope and arms outstretched with a velvet box in it. It's open and a beautiful golden ring sits atop of the little box. Although I can't really see what it is exactly as tears are running down my cheeks, blurring my vision.
"Y/n, will you marry me?" He asks, voice shaky with nerves. I can't find my voice, I'm positive it's hiding from me so I just nod. Nod nod and nod. Over and over again as I fly in his arms. Crying my heart out and kissing his cheek.
"Yes!" I whisper.
"Yes, a thousand times yes!" I keep nodding keep touching his hair. I keep trying to convince myself that this is reality, that this isn't just a dream I have yet to wake up from. That this is real, so so so amazingly real.
And he lets a breath out of relief and locks his arms around me, silently promising to never let go again, to keep me safe in his arms from all the danger awaiting us. I feel his hot tears lick my neck as he kisses it, burries himself in my hair.
He pulls away too soon, and I feel myself not wanting to let go, but he whispers so sweetly, and I can even hear the smile playing on his lips when he says:
"I still have to give you your ring, sunshine." One arm of mine drops to my side, the other only stays upright as it lays in Newt's hand, and he slips a cold, soothing golden ring on it. It's not even a ring, it's a thin branch with little golden leaves attached to it, it's thin nerves are slightly engraved in the beautiful thing. And then there's two coloured onces, two green onces on either side of the branch. I clasp my free hand over my mouth as questions start filling my brain, itching to be asked.
"How, how beautiful..." I say, repeating the words as the first were just a mumble. I don't realise I hold my breath until I finally breath the cold forest-air in. I'm crying, I realise, hot tears wetting my clothes. I look up to a blurry Newt, and I see the faint outline of his smile.
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Always and Forever TMR -Newt
FanfictionNewt and Y/n Enemies to lovers story The gladers have been in the maze for almost 3 years. It was time for a new greenie. As one came every month. Only now, for the first time in... ever. A girl came up in the box. Y/n, the first girl to come up in...
