Mr. Cure ~ Thomas x reader x Newt (book 3)

Part 24: Uniforms

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Sometimes I thought he felt like he had to forgive me, not that he wanted to.
Hell, I wouldn't even forgive myself.

"Would you consider staying close?" He asks.

I sigh, "Thomas I have to do this."

"Someone else can find it."

"He's my friend."

Thomas tried to bite his tongue on this one but it slipped, "He seems like more than a friend y/n."

"Again?! With this shit." I throw my hands up.

"Really y/n!"

"Well what!? You want the ring back or what!?"

"No! Of course not."
"I just want you to be honest with me, there's something going on, maybe not with you but atleast with him. Did he make a move on you y/n?"

He did more than make a move.

"Thomas." I speak,

"Tell me." He interrupts.

I had to make up another lie, one lie spiraled into more, sending me into a pit of lies, one after another.

"He, uhm, he tried, yes. But I said no!"

"No to what!?"

Shit. Think y/n, think of something.
"He wanted to sleep with me!" I blurted.

"HE WHAT!? Did he touch you?"

"No, no he didn't."

"I'll kill him."

"Thomas! Please stop, I'm tired of this back and forth, we're having a baby!"
I grab his face, forcing him to look at me.

He sighs, before leaning in to kiss me.
"We're having a baby." He smiles.
Forgetting about all his problems, for me, again.

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He leads me back to the room with everyone else.
I was nervous to go back to WICKED.
Nervous was an understatement.
Anxious, worried, excited, scared.
It all flowed through my body, all at once.

There was another man inside,
Vince.

The leader of the right arm.
He wanted us to get inside and plant a device that would disable WICKED's weapons. That would just make things easier if they couldn't zap us like they did to Minho. We would wear WICKED's uniforms that Vince had some of his friends make.
Almost exact replicas.

One for each of us.

When I put mine on it fit perfectly,
it was honestly comforting.

Newt wore a red and black suit which he looked so fucking sexy in. When he smiled at me I definitely died a bit inside.

Thomas looked good in his as well, his was black and blue. Jesus. The things I would let that man do to me. And well, the things I already have.
Wow, he's gorgeous.

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