strings // newtmas au

ain't it fun

    "But it's good mac and cheese?"

    Thomas snaked his arm back around Newt's waist, resting his hand on his bare stomach. He patted him lightly. "We should get up anyways, if we keep sleeping we'll never sleep at the hotel."

   "That was the plan," Newt grumbled as he hopped down from the bed.

    "We're about an hour away anyways," Minho said as he sat back down on the couch next to Teresa.

    "Good morning...or afternoon I guess?" She said as she raised her fork full of mac and cheese at them.

    Newt took some mac and cheese off the table before flopping back onto the couch. Thomas took some for himself too before sitting down next to his boyfriend.

    "You guys are never going to make anyone believe you're just friends," Minho pointed out as he shoved food into his mouth.

    Newt rolled his eyes. "Shut up, we totally can."

    "Yeah," Thomas started as he looked between Newt and Teresa before giving her the fakest smile he could muster. "I like tits."

    Minho snorted out a laugh at that. "That was the most unconvincing thing you've ever said Thomas."

    Teresa grabbed her chest with her hands. "Excuse me my tits are amazing thank you very much."

    Newt facepalmed hard before leaning his head on Thomas' shoulder. "Leave him alone guys."

    Minho pouted. "You're no fun Newt."

    "Sorry I'm trying to protect my boyfriend from your harassment."

    "Oh my god Thomas is basically Hannah Montana!" Teresa exclaimed as she grinned.

    Everyone slowly turned to look at her with the same confused expression.

    "Straight by day, gay by night."

    Of course Minho laughed at that. Newt just groaned again.

    "I'm pretty sure I'm always gay."

    Teresa rolled her eyes. "Don't ruin the metaphor."

    Newt gently patted Thomas' cheek whispering, "I'm sorry, I promise I'll suck your dick or something later to apologize for these idiots."

   Thomas' face flushed and he just looked down into his mac and cheese.

    Newt smirked, looking satisfied as he got up to put his plate in their small sink.

    "Can you toss me my shirt?" Thomas asked as Newt nodded and grabbed both their bunched up shirts from the floor.

    "Why don't you go around shirtless more?" Teresa asked Minho.

   "I don't want to make everyone jealous of my unfairly sexy muscles."

    Newt rolled his eyes as he sat back down and pulled his shirt on, which Thomas did the same. This time Thomas hooked his arm around his waist. He was going to get his fill of touching Newt because in a little while he wouldn't be able to.

    They hung out on the couches until the bus driver parked the bus in the parking lot of of giant hotel.

    Teresa and Minho instantly climbed over the back of the couch to look out the window. When they were turned around Newt kissed him, pressing his lips softly to his and smiling as he pulled away.

    Then they were grabbing their bags and piling out of the bus.

   "This so so cool!" Teresa exclaimed as she popped open the undercarriage of the bus and grabbed her suitcase.

    "Hey go stand together, Rosie wants pictures for your instragram," Thomas said to the three.

    Teresa smiled and pulled her two best friends into her sides. She threw her arms around their shoulders and smiled. Newt just put up two fingers like he normally did and Minho made some stupid face.

    Thomas took a picture and instantly sent it to his sister.

    "Shall we go in?" Minho asked as he motioned to the big building.

    The bus driver was waiting for them to be ready. He was kinda a tall man with darker skin and the hints of a beard. His name tag said Jorge and Thomas made a mental note to thank him for driving later.

    Jorge took care of getting them checked in and handed them two keys which Teresa and Minho took excitedly before running into the elevator. Newt and Thomas barely made it in before it closed.

    When it opened again on the fourth floor Minho and Teresa went tearing down the hall, skidding to a stop in front of their rooms.

    Minho tossed the other key to Newt which he caught.

    Teresa was already in their room, when Thomas passed by he could see Teresa was jumping on the bed.

    Newt unlocked their own door and pushed it open. Thomas followed him in. It was a nice room, there was a big bed and a desk with a giant window and a balcony.

    As soon as Thomas was in the room Newt was pouncing on him and pushing him back onto the bed.

    Thomas looked up at him as Newt held his wrists down against the bed. "Can I help you?"

    "Maybe," Newt smirked as he looked down at him.

    "Hey guys there's a door that connects our room-OH MY GOD!"

    Newt groaned loudly as he turned around and saw Minho and Teresa in the little white door that did in fact connect their rooms. The two were covering each others eyes in fake horror.

     Newt frowned and got off of Thomas. "Relax we weren't even doing anything."

    They slowly dropped their hands and Minho pulled a pack of cards out of his pocket. "Wanna play cards against humanity?"

    Newt nodded and took Thomas' hand as they followed Minho and Teresa through the small door.

    "We can continue that later," Newt whispered in Thomas' ear.

   And they did continue that later.