Lonely Omega •Newtmas•

•Twenty Four•

A/N important:

Okay so I finished writing and it was over 4500 words, so I'm splitting this up into a few chapters, meaning the time you are reading this, there will be others out waiting for you to read- so if the chapter ends weirdly, don't mind it. I just thought it would be easier rather than having one long chapter because if you're busy then you can stop and read another chapter when you are free! So please enjoy this 😈

-Milo, xoxo
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Little omega, he'd love to hear Thomas call him that in person again. Logic and facts completely vanish from Newt's head, he just continues smiling and thinking about how kind and responsible Thomas is and he couldn't be more excited to see him this afternoon.

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Newt couldn't be more excited, his heat is out of his mind and he's ready to go see Thomas. He took two pills and showered, wanting to be presentable for the alpha. Deep down his body is still aching but he's able to ignore it and focus on his task of getting ready for school. He dresses up and grabs his backpack, unsure if he even really needs it. He downs a glass of water before putting on his shoes and leaving the house for the first time in a few days.

Omegas are allowed out during their heats if they're able to control it and that's all Newt needs to do, control it.

The walk to school is quick, but the closer he gets, the worse he feels. Newt feels the cramps setting in again, his body starts overheating and the tingling sensation returns to his lower abdomen. Each step he takes gets heavier, almost as if gravity is trying to squish the young omega.

By the time Newt arrives at school, other werewolves are already leaving. Some take note of the change of scent, causing them to tilt their heads and turn towards Newt before quickly exiting the scene. Already the blonde could tell this was a horrible idea.

What am I doing here? I'm in heat and I'm about to see the alpha that triggered my heat. You bloody idiot Newt, the omega thinks to himself angrily. There's no going back now though.

Newt gulps and enters the school for the first time in a few days. He continues getting looks as his scent radiates off him, he walks until he finds the classroom he's supposed to meet Thomas in.

Newt takes a deep breath after he realizes how fast his heart is beating. A strong scent of earth and mint fills his nose, causing Newt to stumble back. The door to the classroom is opened by a sliver, allowing Thomas' fresh scent to fade out into the hallway and straight into Newt's nose.

Gaining as much courage as he can, Newt walks through the door. He closes the door behind him and sees Thomas standing at a desk, his back turned to Newt.

At this point Newt can hear how loudly his heart is beating and he can feel the blood rushing to his cheeks, causing a light blush to appear.

Thomas turns around and his eyes go wide when he smells Newt.

Vanilla, Newt's comforting floral scent is overwhelmed with vanilla, a scent that's often associated with heats. It's a sweet scent of vanilla, each omegas is different from the others but the overall scent itself is known as being similar to vanilla.

Thomas looks the omega up and down. Newt is standing there, his hands clenched into fists, it looks like if he were to relax and open them then he would explode. He's shaking slightly, his ears are high and on alert and his tail is twitching uncontrollably. His lips are parted as he tries to steady his breathing and his face is red, Thomas can also see the sweat starting to form on his pale flawless skin. He looks into Newt's eyes but the omega soon tears his gaze away, not being able to handle eye contact at the moment, but for a split second Thomas could see the lust and desperation hiding in those innocent doe eyes.

"Newt," Thomas says softly, his eyes continuously scanning over the poor omegas body. It makes so much sense now, why Newt hasn't been at school.

He's been in heat the whole time, he's been isolating away from everybody, away from Thomas. He was never sick, he just needed an excuse. Thomas almost feels betrayed that Newt didn't share that private information with him, but he knows he shouldn't thinks that way, not after the way he's treated Newt.

"You... you're in heat," Thomas says, clearly shocked at Newt's state of condition. The scent starts getting to him, causing Thomas to take a step back, as if being a foot away could mask the scent.

Newt smells good, incredibly good. He's never smelt something so sweet, so desirable. His inner wolf cries for more, he wants to stick nose into Newt's neck, inhaling his scent and suck on his scent glands. He wants more. He wants to taste Newt, he wants to run his tongue over every inch of the omegas body and see if he tastes as good as he smells.

He wants to help the omega, he wants to help him with his heat and make the pain go away, he wants to care for Newt, he wants to fuck his heat away.

"No shit Thomas... can we just get this over with?" Newt sounds exhausted, absolutely exhausted. It's clear that the omega should've stayed home instead of attending their after school lesson.

Newt looks so good but he also looks wrecked. Thomas has seen omegas in heat at a distant out in public, but never like this. He loves it. He loves how submissive and fragile Newt looks, Thomas just wants to eat him, metaphorically of course.

Thomas never thought Newt could become more attractive. Newt is perfect. His wolf itself is beautiful, his brown doe eyes are adorable, his hair is soft and his accent is the cutest thing Thomas has ever heard. He would never admit that out loud, but he's always admired Newt's beauty.

He just really hopes he gets to see more.