The Maze Runner Imagines: Newt (Thomas Brodie Sangster) Book 2

Secret

I slipped on my big blue flowy shirt that was miles too big for me over my little body it even covering my white cotton panties. I yawned and stretched a little before climbing into my little bed. It had been a very productive day packing things from the box, and of course from the bonfire lasting long into the night. It was so much fun as always but now I was reading for bed knowing I'd have a whole big pile of laundry to get started on in the morning. I got cosy with my blanket trying to drift off to sleep when I heard the door open and close

"Hellllooooooo love!" He cheerfully gleamed

I sat up seeing a very drunk newt half fallen over having come through my door jar of moonshine still in hand smiling widely, he and Gally got into a drinking contest tonight and I had honestly lost track of how much he had actually had but he was pretty far gone.

"Hi newt" I laughed

"Hi" he waved

"Hi, newt this isn't your room"

"I know" he defended however he then hiccuped "I came to visit you"

"That's very sweet newt but it's bedtime."

"But visiting" he Cooes kneeling on my bed

"Alright fine why did you want to visit?"

"I have a secret to tell you" he whispered

"A secret?"

"It is the most top secret secret ever." He whispered coming so close to my face our noses almost touched and I could smell the moonshine in his breath "you must promise me to keep it a secret forever"

"I promise" I giggled

"No no! I'm serious this is the most top secret secret. You gotta promise not to speak of it again"

"I promise newt I won't, wants the secret?"

"You ready?"

"Yes"

"Ready for the secret"

"Yes" I giggled

"Okay" he whispered checking around for anyone listening before he came close to me and touched his index finger to my nose "boop" he smiled and immediately burst out laughing laying on my bed

"Very funny newt" I sighed

"You didn't like my secret?" He whines "but I kept it secret, special. Just for you"

"It's a lovely secret newt, thank you. That all you wanted?"

"No, I have another secret" he whispered

"Oh?"

He came close whispering in my ear "you're pretty" he whispered before laying his head on my shoulder

"Awww thank you newt"

"That's not a big big secret. All the boys know your pretty" he Cooes "the prettiest girl in the world"

"Newt I'm the only girl?"

"Exactly. So your the prettiest" he Cooes cuddling me holding me in his arms tightly

"Thank you, but shouldn't you be getting to your hammock now? Alby will be wondering where you are"

"No, I did a sneaky sneak. So I could come give you secrets" he says "uuuuummmm" he hummed as he squeezed me tightly to him

"Cute. Your so cuddly and cute when your drunk" I smiled hugging him too Petting his fluffy hair

"I'm not drunk."

"Newt you had sixteen jars of moonshine I'm honestly surprised you're not dead" I laughed "maybe you should drink more often your so cute, your usually so grumpy"

"That's because I don't get to cuddle with you"

"Well you can come cuddle anytime you like okay newt?"

"Really?'

"Really."

"Our little secret?"

"Our little secret" I smiled

"Your the best girlfriend ever" he Cooes

"Girlfriend? Didn't know I was your girlfriend?"

"You're my best girlfriend. Well my only friend who's a girl so my bestest girlfriend"

"You silly boy" I giggled as he laid himself between my legs cuddling me closely, often nuzzling his nose into my shirt. "You are so cuddly today. It's adorable." I cooed. "Did you want to stay here tonight? I'm a bit worried about you wondering through the glade this late and... this drunk"

"Ummmmm" he groans sleeping

"Alright, goodnight newtie"

"Goodnight love" he Cooes

I laid down and got comfy with newt on top of me. Honestly, not that difficult as he didn't weigh much and it was really nice to have him cuddling me, like a nice weighted blanket to squish my anxiety. I did manage to get a fair amount of sleep but clearly at some point on the night he woke up just as drunk because I was slowly woken by a strange sensation, not unpleasant by any means but unexpected. I opened my eyes letting them clear a moment before being shocked by the scene before me newt was still laid on top of me his legs between mine, his head on my chest, his hands squarely on my breasts one in each of his slender hands moving them up and down, squeezing them and generally playing with my breasts through my shirt.

"Newt!" I complained

He glanced up at me with a wide still drunk smile "hi"

"Hi. What do you think you're doing?" I glared down at him still playing with my breasts in his hands

"Squishy" he answered giving them both two firm squeezes

"Get off my Boobs newt!" I complained

"No please! They're so soft and squishy. They're ever so much fun to play with" he pouts still squeezing

"Fine" I rolled my eyes

"Yay!" He smiled laying himself almost between my breasts containing his playing

"Why did you even start anyway?"

"I have to play with something when I sleep. It's usually my cock" he explained "but your far more fun to play with" he cooes "Can I stay? Please?"

"Fine" I sighed "Just stop poking me with your knee"

"Hummmm that's not my knee"

"Oh- Newt! Fine. just get to sleep but I get to torture you tomorrow when you're hung over"

"Okay" he cooes