Newt imagines!

Toothpaste

You've just come out the shower and are getting changed, you put your underwear and bra on and start to tackle the business of drying your hair. You turn on the hair dryer that wicked had given you a couple of weeks ago. You blow the hot air onto the back of your head, your hair blowing madly around your face, you giggle and stand up pretending to be a model or ... You try and think of the name but it's no good wicked owns it now.
You dance around singing random words that flow out your mouth. You love having time to yourself which is rare in a place covered from bottom to top in teenage boys. You flick your hair plastering the walls in droplets of water.
Your having a wail of a time, laughing at yourself and pulling funny faces in the mirror, it is hilarious what you do behind their backs.
You go to grab your hair brush thinking it would be a good microphone, you glance up at the mirror when you spot a figure standing in the doorway, you gulp looks like it wasn't behind their backs any more.

NEWT'S POV

"Bloody hell." I mumble, my toothpaste just ran out and the box isn't coming up for another five days.
I'll have to borrow someone's but who? I think about Minho or Tommy but their not keen on sharing bathroom products, Minho always assumes I'm after his 'secret hair ingredient' which we all know is hair gel.
Y/n, she's kind enough to let me borrow stuff. I head over to y/n's room, being the only girl we built her her own bedroom with an ensuite bathroom. I knock on the door but there isn't any response, I can hear the hair dryer, she loves that thing, I swear she has about three bloody showers a day just to use it. I push open the door, the bathroom door is open and I think I hear singing. I glimpse a figure moving around, I knock on the door but she doesn't answer. I push the door open to see y/n is her black underwear, she dances around with her hair dryer blowing her y/c/h around her pretty face, it whips around her stunning eyes. She sings words I can't hear she waves her arms above her head and does a kind of skipping jump.
She goes to grab something by the mirror and opens her eyes which double in size when she sees me and screams throwing her hair brush at me. I duck and she slams the door in my face.

"Newt what the fuck?"

I stare at the door unable to talk, "I...I'm so sorry."

She leans against the door, "how much did you see?"

"Um, the dancing, the singing, the not many clothes..."

"So not before that?" She asks.

"Um what was before that?"

"Me getting out the shower.."

"I don't think so..."

"Good....I'm going to get changed now, so don't come in."

"I won't."

I sit on the edge of the bed and fumble around with my toothbrush. Y/n was so pretty, I didn't mean to be a creep, she has enough of them living with 60 boys. Oh shuck, what happens if I loose our friendship? What is she hates me for ever? All the worst ideas flood through my mind twisting my stomach making me want to throw up and hide in a large hole never to be seen again.
The door opens and a bright red y/n walks out watching her feet as she walks towards me, she stops still staring at her feet, she shuffles around a bit.
I feel so awkward, I want to ask for toothpaste but my lips are stuck together and my throat feels raw.

I panic, "I like your underwear." I blurt out instantly shoving my hand over my mouth, bloody hell why did I say that she will definitely think I'm a creep.

"Err thanks..." She turns even more red, "I like yours as well."

"How...?"

"The washing line, they have the picture of the newt on, right?"

I blush, "bloody Minho got me those as a joke."

"It's a good joke."

"Yeah, it was funny."

She sits next to me, "so what did you want?"

I hold the toothbrush up, "toothpaste."

She smiles and runs back in the bathroom, she returns throwing something at me, I catch it, it's toothpaste with wicked written on. I run a hand over the wicked sign it's so familiar but seems so strange to go as far as putting it on toothpaste.

Y/n rubs her hands on her jeans I smile at her and she uneasily smiles back, my eyes naturally flick down to her lips and the corner of her mouth twitches into a smile. I lean in my lips heading towards hers, they connect in a sweet loving kiss. My mind spins, it feels so good and right, my stomach untwists and my hole body relaxes deepening into the kiss, she pushes back growing the small kiss into something more.
She pulls away, we both gasp for air leaning our foreheads together.

"I love you so much." I say running my hand around her.

"I love you more." She giggles.

"Impossible." I say pressing our lips back together.

A/N
A small one for you. I'm not going to be able to update anymore for a week I'm afraid. ☹️