Stretching out his joints, Thomas watched the boy curled up against his chest. The blonde smiled sweetly as he combed his fingers through the pale ivory feathers that tickled the underside of his chin. Thomas pushed his nose deep into the golden locks of Newt's hair and smelled the unique scent that was the human he'd been sent to watch over. While technically, humans weren't supposed to know who their guardian angels were, Thomas fell in love with the frail boy. His boss knew that Newt wasn't doing well and turned the other way when Thomas stayed the night. Newt shifted so he was sprawled out fully across Thomas' chest and cracked open one eye to look up at the winged boy.
"Can't sleep?" Thomas asked when he noticed the brown eye looking up at him. Newt shook his head before pressing his lips to the cool skin of Thomas' neck. He laughed as the warm breath tickled over his pale flesh.
"I wish you could be with me all the time instead of just for a few hours at night," Newt whimpered. Thomas' heart clenched in his chest at the underlying request that he really wanted to fulfill for Newt. It wasn't unheard of, an angel giving up his status for a human but the process was far from an easy one. "I know you must be so far behind on the other people you've got to watch out for to spend all this extra time with me."
"I would give up my wings to be with you always, Newt," Thomas asserted. He brushed his fingers over Newt's cheek and lifted his face so Thomas could see his eyes. "I've actually put some thought into leaving my position and being with you. You may not see me for a week at most while I'm healing up, but I will come back for you." Newt lifted himself up onto his elbows, his eyes shining at the possibility of being with Thomas on a permeant basis. Tomas traced at Newt's collar bone lightly before pulling him down for a chaste kiss.
"Are you absolutely sure about this? You are willing to give up your wings, your life and immortality, everything you know for me?" Newt questioned when they broke away.
"Yes, Newt, I'm sure. I've never been so sure about anything else in my entire existence. Promise me that you won't do anything to hurt yourself while I'm gone, okay. I will be back as soon as I am able to take care of myself and you again. You have to promise me that you'll stay strong enough for me over the next few days," Thomas ordered.
"I promise." Three days later, a haggard looking Thomas knocked on the familiar door of Newt's apartment to find an equally bad looking Newt. "I'm sorry, but I couldn't help it. Three days felt like a lifetime and the thoughts started to come back." Small red designs raced over Newt's arms and body that looked raw and fresh. Thomas pushed his way inside and kissed at every wound until Newt smiled once again. Newt repaid the favor on the gashes on Thomas back and together they fixed the other.