Newt's POV
I wake up in Thomas' arms and there is honestly no other place I'd rather be, because this is where I'm home. I carefully roll over, lightly as in not to wake my sleeping angel who is lightly snoring, I face him and smile, he's all mine. Not any other guys - or girls - he's mine. His mouth slightly hangs open and his face is squashed against his arm, which might I add, as he's flexing, boy are his muscles big, anywayyyyyy, his hair is ruffled and it's so cute. He's so adorable, fanboy mode activate, *squeals internally at his overwhelming cuteness* I make sure that I haven't moved too much and I'm holding my arms to my chest as he's hugging - no - tightly gripping me, but it doesn't hurt. It just makes me feel so much better, a bit of his hair falls in his face as he pulls me closer and as he breathes in it sticks to his face and as he breathes out it flies up in the air, I can't help but laugh quietly after a few minutes of this happening. I gently reach out, being careful not to accidentally poke his eye, I gently push the hair out of his face, as if I press too hard he'll break into a million pieces and I will have lost him forever. As I bring my hand back I can't help but rest it on his cheek for a second, by the way his cheeks are all rosy and it's so cute, how is he even possible?! He is goals, you know in highschool when the girls would be like, I want a guy who is nice, smart, funny and hot, and then everyone would laugh and be like 'you're talking about a perfect person who would never exist' well ahah suckers because guess what he does and he's lying in bed with me right now so suck my arse. I pull my hand away as I snap out of my daydream, he stirs a little and mumbles something which I couldn't understand, it probably wasn't even English anyway. I chuckle mentally and slowly and carefully start to move out of the bed until I feel a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist and pull me back against an equally as toned body.
"Where's my angel going?" He says in his deep and attractive morning voice,
"Breakfast." I answer, he mhm's, he clears his throat in an attempt to make his voice not so deep but it fails and it's making my heart skip beats,
"I could eat you for breakfast." He mumbles and I feel him shift before I feel his hot breath on my neck and his lips lightly brushing my skin before he starts to suck and bite, creating a hickey. It hurts but at the same time it feels so good and right, the mark feels like he's saying I'm his property and I don't have a problem with that. After he creates the mark he kisses it and then leaves a trail of light kisses down my neck, my heart races and I can't control the goosebumps trailing down my arms. He has no idea what he can do to me, he's amazing. I roll over to face him and peck his lips, even that faint and quick contact leaves me begging for more but I will myself not to as we need to eat.
"Come on let's get food." I say quietly and a look of resent forms in his eyes before he nods and we get up, I slide on a pair of trackies but leave my shirt off as I would probably get too hot,
"I need to take a shower..." Thomas trails off, I look at him and he's looking so sexy right now with his toned body and ruffled hair, his morning voice,
"And I need to know because?" I answer, well done Newt you just fucked up. He grins playfully at me,
"I was wondering if you wanted to come with me." He answers my question, oh how tempting it is to go with him and see what's under the thin fabric of his boxers, my body is screaming yes please but the smart part of my brain is screaming food. The battle is so hard, food or possible hand jobs?
"Please you look so hot right now." He murmurs seductively and I feel like I'm going to melt into a pool of oh my god. How can he think that of me?! I am no where near hot, with my skinny frame and pale skin, my horrible blonde hair and plain dark eyes, whereas he has perfect brown hair with slight hints of light brown, his eyes many layers of brown and sometimes golden flecks can be seen. My cheeks have definitely heated up from his words, I decide to go with my body and before I can think I nod. He smirks at me before grabbing my hand and pulling me towards the shower,
"Tommy no." My mouth blurts out, I mentally curse for my mind being stronger than my body. He frowns and lets go of my hand,
"Okay Newt." He answers innocently and walks inside the bathroom by himself, I hear the click of the lock and the running of the shower. Great, my body is cursing and crying why whereas I know in my heart and mind that saying no was the right decision. My throat is dry and I walk downstairs to the kitchen, I throw some bacon in the pan, not bothered about messiness or the fact that little bits of hot fat is spitting out of the pan and hitting my arms and hands. I sigh and turn the bacon over, I hear footsteps and turn to see Thomas in a white shirt, black jeans and a red hoody. His damp hair resting on his forehead, oh I missed that opportunity. I mentally curse again before butting the bacon in two sandwiches and handing him one of the two. I then take my own and we sit at the table in silence, not an awkward one it's just that there is literally nothing to talk about.
"This is good." He says halfway through his sandwich, I simply acknowledge him with a nod and a glance before looking back at my plate, the rest of the meal is in silence before I suggest the café and he nods. I get up and have a quick shower before sliding on a white button down shirt, black skinny jeans and my leather jacket. I leave my hair as it's half dry already and walk back to Thomas. He laughs a little,
"We're both wearing white tops and black jeans." He explains and I nod cautiously before chuckling a little, I grab my keys and slide on white converse, him putting his white vans from the night before on and we walk out of the apartment.
"So, you thinking of going home?" I ask him as we walk downstairs,
"Well I don't know, I love spending time with you but I don't want Teresa to think I'm kidnapped and if I'm away for too long my dad -" He stops short and doesn't finish his sentence, I'm tempted to question his sudden ending but refrain myself and keep quiet.
"You can go home if you want." I tell him and hear him let out a deep breath that he was probably holding, it's eerily quiet at 10:37 on a Saturday morning. I push that out of my mind and then the question of why did he stop clouds my thoughts.
"I have to." Is all he answers with before we get outside, we decide to walk as it's nice out today. There are a few people out walking about, we reach the café 10 minutes later (estimate) and go inside, the bell ringing to signal new customers. I see Cas and walk to her,
"Lemme guess a tea, 1 sugar and a mango smoothie?" She asks just as I open my mouth to order the exact words she had just spoken. I shut it as I looked like a gaping fish and nod, she smiles at me before making the drinks. I go and sit down, there is an old couple at a table and a mum with her young child,
"How are you?" Thomas asks out of the blue and I shrug,
"In all honesty, I'm alright, neither good nor bad." I answer and see an emotion cross his eyes, I'm not quick enough to recognise it before he looks down, "How are you Tommy? In all honesty?" I ask and when he glances up I lock eyes so there is no escaping the question I just inquired.
"Scared, but then also over joyed when I see you and know that the look in your eye when you look at me is the same emotion I feel." He replies and blinks, but he keeps the eye contact,
"Why are you scared?" I ask him quietly and he shrugs,
"The future." Is what he says, we sit in silence for a minute before Cas calls,
"MY OTP YOUR DRINKS ARE READY." and as I doubt that the lady and her child or the old couple are her otp I rise from my seat and get the drinks, I sit down and Thomas smirks at me, we enjoy our drinks and converse in casual things, like parties, friends, events happening soon. I glance around and feel self conscious when I see the lady with her child giving us a disgusted look after Thomas kissed my cheek, I look down and feel like I'm gonna cry.
"Newt, what's wrong?" He asks taking my hand, I pull it away and hold my arms around my slim torso.
"I wanna go." I manage to choke out with the lump in my throat and stand up, tears threatening to spill out of my eyes, which are now bloodshot. I ignore my drink and leave it there before walking out of the café, the bell ringing again, I start walking down the pavement when I hear running footsteps behind me.
"Newt, what's wrong?" He asks again just more serious as Thomas grabs my arm and spins me around to be facing him, his face so close to mine and the concern in his beautiful eyes brings me to the breaking point and I burst out into tears in the middle of the street. Thomas wraps his arms delicately around me and plays with the hair on the back of my head,
"S-she lo-oked-d di-isgus-sted at-t me-e." I sob into his chest and he pulls away to look at my tearstained face,
"Baby who did?" He asks softly, as if, if his tone was too strong it would break me into a million pieces.
"The lady, in the café." I answer my voice croaky from crying, I see sadness flash in his eyes before anger replaces it,
"Newt, it doesn't matter what she thinks." He tries to comfort but I shake my head,
"But Tommy, those are the looks my dad gave me, those are the looks that every kid, bully, person in my school - even teachers gave me after my so called best friend told everyone I was gay before transferring schools." I tell him, the memories flooding back like a big wave, I suddenly feel like I'm drowning and try to take deep breaths, I can't have a panic attack right now. Luckily there's a bench outside the shop so I sit down unsteadily, my palms are sweaty and my heart is pounding so much and I can feel it pounding in my ears. My chest has tightened and my breathing is shallow, my hands and body start to shake and I feel cold. Thomas kneels infront of me,
"Newt?" He calls out but it sounds so faint as if it's a bare echo. I bury my head in my hands but it is only to be lifted by Thomas, he places his steady hands on either side of my face, "Just breathe, it will be alright." He reassures me and I nod carefully as I see the concern in his eyes for me. Panic attacks aren't dangerous or fatal but they're scary, I wrap my arms around Thomas and he wraps his around me, I don't care if we're in public. He shushes me and rubs my back until I've calmed down,
"Sorry, the memories of what I was like came flooding back and I can't handle it." I say quietly,
"It's fine baby, we're going back to yours and having a movie day." He grins and kisses my forehead quickly before we get up, he slides his hand into mine and I accept it, I accept his touch and his warmth and him. I really really like Thomas, he can be so seductive and hot and sexually rough but then he can be caring and someone to just be there for me. We arrive at my apartment and he suddenly picks me up bridal style and I giggle,
"Where to now my prince?" He asks in a posh accent, which fails with his American one,
"Surprise me." I answer poshly and he chuckles before carrying me to the bedroom, he places me carefully on the bed, he then turns on the TV and throws a few DVD's at me, then he walks out and I hear stuff in the kitchen being moved. I get my phone and check the time, woah it's already 12:18, I sigh and look through the DVD's. I choose The Little Mermaid, The Little Mermaid 2 and then the prequel The Little Mermaid 3. He walks back in with a massive and I mean MASSIVE bowl of popcorn, 2 supersize cups with drinks and grins at me, I grin back and show him the movies. He cheers and puts the drinks on my bedside table, then he puts the popcorn in my lap, he puts the DVD in the player and then sits down next to me, I snuggle up to him and we watch the movie.
--Tahm Skep--
The movies have finished and it's 19:39, Thomas sits up,
"Baby I gotta leave." He apologises many times before he listens to me saying it's fine, he gives me a short kiss on the cheek before walking out of the apartment, I close the door and slump on the couch,
Me: Hey Min hoe wanna come round and play video games all night? {sent at 19:58}
Min hoe: I'll be right there. {received at 19:59}
I laugh at his sudden reply and then clean up before he comes, a few minutes after I've finished he bursts in and empties the contents of his rucksack which is 97% games and then a toothbrush and hair gel. I chuckle and he grabs COD Black Ops II then puts it in the PS4 and we each grab a remote. We play on zombie mode which is us vs zombies, Min Min ends up screaming at the screen.
--Tehm Skehp--
At 01:48 am in the morning we have played all of the FIFA's all the COD's and have just finished Mario Kart. I'm shattered, Minho is asleep snoring loudly and lightly drooling, I decide to just sleep here so I close my eyes and drift off into a dreamless sleep, until a nightmare begins...
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