"(Y/n), care to help out a bit?" Someone said in a weird voice. I turned around to see Ben holding a large stack of wood slats, trying his best to balance and not drop any of them at the same time.

"Sure," I replied.

"Kay, you just gotta bring all that stuff there to the Homestead," he motioned towards the large pile of different materials. "I just gotta go fix somethin' in the Homestead."

"Yup."

"Thanks, owe you one." Ben staggerly walked, bending backwards from all the heavy weight.

I sighed, the pile was seriously big: stacks of wood, random things, ropes, plastic sheets, tools-it went on and on. Oh well, got nothing better to do, I thought.

I started with the wood slats, carrying several at a time walking towards the Homestead-I never realized how heavy the thin slices of wood were. I didn't notice Newt was silently helping me behind.

I dropped the wood at the side of the Homestead. I turned around but tripped over someone's shoe. I landed with a grunt. Someone chuckled from behind. "Heyyyy," I said, looking up to the person laughing. It was Newt.

"Didn't notice me at all, shank?" He said with a sly smile on his face.

"I did not." I got up to my feet, looking up at Newt. We stared at each other silently until I stomped on his foot really hard.

"Ow!" Newt wobbled backwards; I went up to him and grabbed his collar, pushing him down to the ground. He lay on his back on the grass and I sat on his stomach, looking at him.

"That hurt, shank. I was only buggin' helpin' you, and now I get this?"

"No-I'm thanking you," I said, returning the sly smile. Newt gave me a confused face.

"I don't find this very thanking." He furrowed his brows at me. I kept on smiling. He opened his mouth to speak but I leaned forward and put a finger on his lips; he looked shocked.

I leaned in forward at bit more until my face was right in front of his. "What do you think I'll do?" I said cocking my head to one side. Newt laughed in response. I smiled, then started laughing as well. I grabbed the sides of his head and pulled closer until we were just an inch apart. Newt put his arms around the back of my neck and pulled me closer until our lips touched-a rush of warmth flowed through my body.

"This is a secret," Newt said.

"It ain't a secret no more." It was a low voice. My head snapped towards the person-Minho. He twirled a ring of keys on his finger and smirked devilishly.

"Just showin' him my thanks, Minho."