When he comes back, it's the next night, and Newt walks into Thomas' hut with Minho. Thomas is standing there, looking at Minho as he enters the room, both of them seeming hesitant.
"Hey," Thomas says.
"Hey," Minho answers reluctantly. "Look, if you asked me to come here just to yell at me over-"
"No," Thomas cuts him off. "Nothing like that."
Minho nods. "Then what is it?"
The two boys stand silently for a minute before Thomas replies.
"I miss you, Minho," Thomas says.
Minho sighs, his frustration evident. "You miss me? Thomas, I..."
"I know," Thomas says, "and I'm sorry."
"You know?" Minho says.
"I've been a jerk for the past few weeks," Thomas says. "You're hurting too, and I never stopped to think about that."
Minho looks at a loss for words, something rare for him.
"He was my best friend too," Minho says.
"I know."
"You won't even let me help you."
"I know."
"All we have is each other. You're a pretty selfish shank for making me watch you waste away like this."
"I know."
Minho doesn't respond. Instead both of them walk forward and wrap their arms around each other tightly, Newt watching from the corner, a sad smile on his face.
He doesn't try to contact Thomas that day.
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Ghost of You | safe haven newtmas
FanfictionLosing Newt was too much for Thomas to bear, but what if he doesn't have to let go quite yet? - "I just keep seeing your face looking down at me and-" Thomas stops himself. "No. No, no, you're here." "I am," Newt says, getting serious. "You're okay...
