#16 | Newt refuses to let you be a runner

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"please, Newt! you beg at tall skinny boy in the gathering room

He has his back to you with his arms crossed facing the floor. You were trying to find a job in the glade and the only one you were interested in was being a runner.


"No" he says protesting


"why not? that's th-" you say exclaimed


"because I bloody said so" Newt cuts you off nettled


"give me a reason not to go off into that maze with Minho right now" you shout frustrated


"BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!" Newt turns around facing you as he says this


His bambi eyes stare at you sternly and a forlorn expression plastered onto his face, you were speechless. Silence seeped into the atmosphere for the first time in minutes. He swallows hard making his Adams apple bob up and down in his throat.


"I don't want you to go in there and get hurt (y/n)..." he says with his voice crackling poignantly


He steps closer to you, now standing less than a metre away. He waits for an answer but you cant form words so he assumes you don't like him back.


"... and its clear you don't feel the same way about me so go ahead.. be a runner" he says throwing his hands up


"but that's the problem, you don't care if you get hurt. But you know how I'll feel? I'll be devastated. And if you die I will literally go out of my freaking mind" he says continuing his penitence rhapsody


You could see his compulsion for you in his eyes amongst the sadness that layered on top, you were reluctant to take your eyes off him, you loved newt.


"I love you too.." you finally speak up


His lips part slightly in shock at your comment


"you do?" he says in his Thick British accent

You nod to his question. A small smile quirked on his face making his lips curve at the sides (AS SHOWN IN THE GIF ABOVE). He edges slightly closer to you staring intensely at your eyes and lips with a smirk on his face. Your faces so close you practically share the same air


"can I.. kiss you then?" he asks smiling


"you may"

He leans forward slowly closing the space between your lips. He kisses you slowl and passionately going gently on you. Your hands find a place in his caramel locks which you begin to ruffle earning a growl like sound from him.

Soon, one of his hands slowly finds its way up and he pushes away the hair covering your neck. He then cranes his head down and begins to softly plant wet kisses up your neck. His lips promising no bit would be left untouched

"promise me you wont go into the maze (y/n)" he whispers on your neck with his hot breathe tickling you

"I promise" you say.


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