Newt imagine
Warning: The Death Cure spoiler
Rating: Fluff
Page 250. Yeah, the page 250. My way.
Plot: You are Newt's girlfriend and when Thomas almost pulls the trigger you run to Newt and you kiss him and the true love between you makes him be himself again and he gets cured
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"Kill me! Please Tommy, please"
I could recognize that voice anywhere. And the words tore me apart. I couldn't just let him die. I needed at least to say goodbye
I jumped out if the van and sprinted towards my boyfriend. Minho and Gally tried to hold me back but they couldn't
I came face to face with Newt and looked him in the eyes. He was still there. I could see it
"Newt"
I touched his cheek but he pulled away
"No, Y/N. You have to go. You have to leave me behind. This is how it has to be"
"I love you"
That moment his look softened, he had become a little weak and i took the opportunity. I leaned forward and our lips touched. I didn't move, but surprisingly he did. His hand cupped my cheek and he moved his lips against mine with desire. It wasn't sexual desire. It was something beyond and above that. It was a kiss that contained all our love
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THOMAS' POV
I was keeping a firm grip on the gun. The second Newt would try to hurt Y/N i knew i had to do it. Sacrifice him or she might go to.
But that didn't happen. Instead, something else happened. Something as strange and beautiful and amazing no words could ever describe it
She kissed him, and he kissed back. And i expected to see Newt's usual sexual desire for her (i mean who wouldn't , the girl is hot as shuck!), but all i could distinguish was pure love.
And as they kissed, Newt changed. The Flare wasn't taking over him anymore. He was taking over it. All the burns and cracks were disappearing and my best friend was regaining his features. His smooth skin, that jawline you could recognize him by, the hands that have once climbed halfway up the wall and his limp that was a proof of the same action. He wasn't a Crank. He was him. He was himself again. I dropped the gun
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BACK TO YOUR POV
I pulled away and looked him in the eyes. Oh, those eyes , so loving and sweet i would have probably melted onto the ground if he wasn't holding me
"I love you too"
I traced his jawline and gave him a peck on the lips
"Y/N?"
"Yeah"
"Why am i alive? Why can i rationally think? Why can i love you? I should be crazy but i'm only crazy in love"
"You beat it"
"What?"
"The Flare. I don't know how, and i probably never will, but you did it. You beat the virus"
"What the shuck!?"
We both turned around when we heard Minho's voice
"Long story, we'll tell it in the van. Now we have a world to save"...."and some hot love to make tonight"
The last part i only whispered in Newt's ear as we walked to the van
