He would never admit it to his boyfriend, but Newt absolutely loved the face Thomas made when he pouted. The way his lips seemed to swell and just out a little further than normal. He found the look adorable but the accompanying attitude that came with said face was another story all together. Especially when it came to the day and a half Newt had hoped to set aside to catch up on the homework that Thomas had a habit to distract him from.
"Tommy, I've got almost an entire packet of math work I need to finish by Monday. I can't do anything if I fail this required class," Newt practically begged. The puppy dog eyes and pouty lips fit Thomas' face and sent pangs of guilt through Newt. He really did want to spend all day with Thomas, honestly, but not finishing 45% of his math grade has more serious consequences. "I'll be finished by Saturday night, I promise. I can't fail Trigonometry as a math major!"
"Can't you just call your teacher and ask for a couple more days to finish is? Meeron seems like a cool guy and I'm sure he would be okay with slacking off to hang out with me for one day," Thomas whined as he wrapped his arms around Newt's waist. He nosed the blonde's neck lovingly that elicited a moan from Newt. "I haven't seen you in ages."
"You see me every day, dork. You walk me to practically every class and we sleep in the same bed three nights a week. And Meeron would kill me if I didn't hand this in one time. I promised I would get an 'A' this semester," Newt retorted. Thomas pulled back from Newt's neck but didn't let him out of his arms.
"Fine. But Sunday, you are all mine. Cancel any other plans because I am not letting you leave this dorm room all –bloody- day," Thomas ordered. Newt couldn't help but to snort at Thomas' poor impression of his accent. "Sometimes I think you love math more than me."
"Math makes more sense than you but you will always win in the love department, Tommy. Don't you have someone else you can go pout to about how horrible I am to you today?" Thomas gave Newt one last kiss before finally allowing his boyfriend to get back to work. "I guess I'll have to make another trip to Walgreens tonight after dinner."
Authors note: I sincerely apologize to the very real Mr. Meeron for using you in this. But I figured since you won't ever find it, it was the safest way to go!