They started to hear panicked screams, so Thomas peeked his head up to see what was happening.
Grievers. He didn't know if it was one or many of them but he could see some metallic legs come through the roof, "Chuck!" He yelled, "hide! Now!" He shouted, he felt responsible for the younger boy, he couldn't be out in the open, he was the only one out in the open that Thomas knew. Suddenly a metallic leg came dangerously close to Thomas, so he scrambled back under the desk and clutched Newt tightly.
Somehow, most of them made it through the night and the Grievers weren't there in the morning, Newt had fallen asleep in Thomas' arms and Thomas had fell asleep with his legs intertwined with Newts and arms holding him protectively. When they woke up, loads of Gladers were staring at the two of them.
"What!?" Newt snapped eventually.
"Nothing" A Glader Thomas didn't know responded, dismissively.
Thomas looked at Newt who sighed and took Thomas' hand. Actually intertwining their fingers, this caught Thomas off guard because Newt is always very reserved about their relationship, and with everyone looking he'd expect Newt to recoil but instead he pulled Thomas closer. "For all you bloody shanks wondering, yes we're together. Get over it." Newt said dismissively, pulling Thomas out of the homestead.
Thomas was blushing furiously, but Newt seemed unfazed, "I need to go out today, things are changing, we never know what could happen out there," Thomas said, looking at Newt who nodded.
"Okay Tommy," He bit his lip, "I'm sorry if I embarrassed you," He mumbled.
"It's fine," Thomas smiled and looked at Newt, then down to his lips, then back to his eyes with a questioning look, to which Newt replied with a smile and a nod before leaning into Thomas and pressing their lips together. Thomas' arm quickly found its way around Newts torso and Newts found their way around Thomas' neck. Thomas slowly pulled back a smile spreading on his face, "I gotta go," he said with a smile and another small peck on the lips, then he turned to leave but turned around again, "your day is probably gonna be tough because of yesterday's events. So here's another, for good measure," he said, grinning and pressing their lips together one last time, before actually running off and into the Maze
He decided to go alone today and ran to where he saw the opening on the maps, and it was literally that. An opening, Thomas ran to it, the halted. He looked up, down, both sides. There was nothing, just blank spacing. As is the Maze were floating. He picked up a rock and threw it out to the blank space, it just fell, and fell and fell and fell. He threw another one directly in front of him and it disappeared. He frowned and threw another rock at that same spot. Again it disappeared, he threw a third and it disappeared. He shrugged and ran back to the Maze, after checking is watch when he'd realized he'd better be getting back. There were no changes in the Maze at all, but out of habit all of the Runners were there, Thomas was last to arrive. "Guys, I found something," he panted. He flipped through the pages and found the one map with the opening, putting it on the table. "There. There is an opening," he said. All the Runners gasped and got excited, "but, it's just space, there's no way out-"He was cut off by the Runners whispers, "shut it, I found something regardless," Thomas said, "I tossed a rock out and it disappeared, it didn't fall. It's like… it hit a spot and went through some kind of hole. But the hole wasn't visible," he explained.
"That makes absolutely no sense," Minho said.
"I know. But it's what happened," Thomas frowned.
After some debating and arguing a few of them agreed to go see it tomorrow and the meeting was over. Thomas went to the kitchen for dinner and found Newt sitting beside him, "the doors aren't closing again," he'd said, worriedly, as soon as Thomas sat down.
"Huh?" Thomas looked at him, "oh… yeah, don't worry," He put a reassuring hand on Newts arm, then returned to his food, "I found something today when I was out there," he said hurriedly, then started to eat rather quickly, which made Newt laugh.
"Slim it, there, Tommy," Newt laughed and patted his back.
"I'm hungry!" He replied, defensively, laughing as well and almost choking.
"Be careful," Newt said, rubbing Thomas' back now.
Thomas turned to look at him, smiling, before leaning over and pressing a soft, heart-felt, kiss to his lips.
Newt smiled against Thomas' mouth and wrapped his arm around Thomas' neck, playing with the hair at the back of his head. They almost got carried away, Thomas' hands playing with the hem of Newts shirt, when someone cleared their throat from behind them.
They both quickly pulled away and turned to face a smirking Alby, "keep it PG," he laughed.
They both laughed awkwardly and Thomas looked down at his hands.
"Anyways, we gotta set up the homestead so people can sleep better tonight; it's obvious the doors aren't closing again. Newt, follow me if you please." He said, Newt was about to protest when Alby added, "Thomas can come too,"
Newt, smiling, pulled Thomas with him to the homestead, leaving Thomas' food unfinished.
A/N: I used some Glade terms… it was weird, I don't know if I'll keep doing it. I was just testing it out.
Also, In the next chapter there will be another ship introduced, I won't put much focus on them, but it's just because they're rather important characters in the books so I figured they'll need to be in this fic more.