Newt slowly stirred on the bed and felt hot steady breaths on his neck. He turned and saw Thomas on him, sleeping peacefully, arms around Newt and legs tangled with each other. Newt smiled and kissed his sleeping boyfriend on his cheeks. It was Saturday so that means no work for both of them so he decided to drift off again. 5 minutes into the decision, he heard a faint knock on his door. Newt believed it was only part of his dream but the persistent knocking was still there. Newt groaned and took Thomas' off around him which caused the brunette to groan and turn.
"Yeah! Coming!" Newt yelled, pacing towards the front door. Newt sleepily opened the door.
"Still sleeping in huh, sport?" The man in front of the door cheered.
"Dad?" Newt said, slowly orienting himself with what was happening around him. "DAD!" Newt suddenly felt the panic rising.
"Hey, Newt!" His dad suddenly brought him to a hug and patted his back violently while chuckling.
"What you doing here, dad?" Newt asked when his dad pulled out from the hug.
"Can't your old man visit his son?" His dad cheered and made his way inside. Newt just stuttered as his dad scanned the room, saying praises and compliments.
Newt felt his heart pump faster. His dad was here. Thomas was living with together with Newt and Newt's dad was here! What a mess! This visit should have been wonderful and touching if he had told his dad that the boy he's been living with for the past month was his boyfriend, but the problem was, he didn't. It's not that he doesn't want to tell his dad about his Thomas but he really hadn't even told his dad he was into boys too, so there's that.
"D-Dad, how did you know I live here now?" Newt asked, gingerly walking towards the kitchen, nervously trying to make tea.
"Well, I didn't. Thanks so much." His dad gave him a glare telling him that moving out from his old apartment and moving to new one and that he was supposed to be informed. Newt just shot him an apologetic shrug. "Anyways, I came to your old apartment and knocked. Minho was there and he was surprised to see me. Let's just say he told me you weren't living with him anymore and gave me your new address, so HERE I AM!" His old man laughed loudly and Newt was starting to worry that Thomas might wake up.
'Damn it, Minho.' Newt thought. But to make it fair, he did not even tell Minho that he still hasn't told his folks yet so he'll let it slip. He was pouring the tea on to a glass when he heard Thomas call from the bedroom.
"Babe?" Newt heard as Thomas called in a muffled voice. He frozen as he stared at his confused father.
"Uh..." Newt started but his father gazed at him.
"Who was tha-" Before his father finished, a shirtless and sleepy Thomas emerged from the bedroom, rubbing his eyes.
"Newt? Are you up? Oh." Thomas started but saw another man in their living room.
"Thomas!" Newt said, running towards him. "Let's talk inside! Dad? We'll be right out." Newt shoved Thomas back to the bedroom and left his dad with a quizzical expression.
Newt immediately closed the door and turned to an amused Thomas. That's odd, he really thought Thomas would be confused.
"Dad?" Thomas asked inching closer to a shaken Newt.
"Well, yeah." Newt said. Thomas then snaked his arms over Newt's waist and pulled him closer.
"Let's get out there then and introduce me." Thomas smiled.
"Yes but..." Newt said, slightly resisting Thomas' touch was even more difficult that he thought.
"But what?" Thomas asked, slowly leaning in to kiss Newt but the blonde pulled back.
"Maybe you should not do this in front of him." Newt said, tapping Thomas' arms and signaling for the brunette to let go.
"What? Why, babe?"
"And maybe don't call me 'babe'" Newt whispered as he felt Thomas' arms disappear.
"What's going on?" Thomas asked in a grin.
'Cheeky, bastard. He's gonna have fun with this, I'm sure.' Newt thought. Newt walked towards a dresser and pulled out a shirt and threw it back to Thomas.
"I may have not told him about you being my bloody boyfriend yet." Newt said in a whisper, afraid of how Thomas was gonna react.
"You haven't? Why?" Thomas asked, unfolding the shirt Newt gave him and putting it on.
"Because he doesn't even know that I like boys!" Newt said as he turned back at Thomas who was laughing now.
"So, you want me to be just your roommate today?" Thomas teased, crossing his arms.
"Yes, please, Tommy!" Newt said in a cheer, hoping Thomas would somehow play along.
"You know, there will come a time that you'll have to tell your folks." Thomas informed Newt and he just sighed.
"I know. That's why we should act like platonic roommates now and not a touchy couple. I want to tell both of them face to face." Newt said. He really did want to tell his parents but he wanted to do it face to face with both of them. But chances of him going back to his birthplace was not so good because it would be too much trouble. "He should've just brought mom here too so that we'll get this over with." Newt sighed and approached the door, holding the knob.
"Ready?" Newt asked.
"Ready, Newt, my platonic roommate whom I have never kissed before." Thomas said in a cheeky way.
Newt sighed and he knew this was gonna be difficult. Thomas was playful and he get off to the thought of embarrassing Newt. That attitude would have flipped Newt off but when Thomas does it he just can't be mad at Thomas. Sometimes, the brunette was too adorable for his own good.
"Dad?" Newt looked for his dad when they finally came out of the room. He was not in the living room anymore. Where was he?
"Kitchen, sport!" His dad called. Newt tugged at Thomas and kissed him on his cheek and looked at him pleadingly. Thomas chuckled and pushed Newt to the kitchen, stalling a little.
"Dad, um... This is Tom-Thomas, my new roommate." Newt face-palmed himself. Great start, you idiot.
"Nice to meet you, son!" His dad held his hands up for Thomas to shake. Thomas gladly took it and smiled at the man.
"Nice to meet you too, Mr. Isaacs."
"Janson, Please!" Janson laughed and offered some tea for the bloke. Newt sat across from his dad and Thomas decided to play and sit next to his dad, eying Newt playfully when he was sipping his coffee. Newt bit his lip to prevent himself to groan out loud because of annoyance.
"Was Minho becoming too difficult to live with?" Janson asked Newt, putting down his cup and leaning on the table.
"No. It's just... He wanted to live with his girlfriend." Newt suddenly spilled. Thomas chuckled silently and Newt's face fell. So Brenda and Minho are dating now in Janson's knowledge. Janson just nodded and looked at Thomas.
"So, how did you two meet?" Janson asked Thomas eagerly.
"Fate." Thomas smiled and Newt wanted to hit him in the head. Why the hell is he playing? Why? What did he do in his past life to deserve this? Janson just laughed and sipped at his tea again.
"It's just Newt here was not a friendly kid. He even complained for almost a month to us when he found out that Minho was going to be his roommate." Janson shared. Newt knew that the embarrassment train is coming and he has to prepare himself.
"Dad, don-" Newt started only to be cut-offed by Thomas who had an eager grin on his face.
"Really? Why was that?" Thomas asked. As Janson was talking, Newt keep staring at Thomas to get his attention. When Thomas finally looked at him he mouthed "I hate you." Thomas chuckled and mouthed "I love you too."
"... so basically he did not like having that many friends. When he was in high school he had 2 friends." Janson laughed heartily, remembering the memories. Thomas said 'AWE!' and Newt wanted to throw him out. "Well, there was this girl who always knocks at our house almost everyday only to give a book that Newt left at school. Newt was not that forgetful so we suspected she stole those books from Newt just to have an excuse to talk to our boy." Janson roared with laughter.
"A secret crush?" Thomas said, teasing the almost red Newt across from them.
"That was not a sec-" Newt got cut-off again. Was this going to be the theme for the whole visit?
"Not so secret! That girl was very fond of Newt! But Newt was not interested." Janson eyed Newt and nodded at him.
"That's a wasted chance! She could've been his first relationship!" Thomas added and laughed with Janson.
"Speaking of dating, are you going out with someone now?" Janson asked Newt and at the blonde's peripheral vision, he can see Thomas' eye sparkle.
"Not part-"
"Yes he is. Cute one too." Thomas said, propping his chin up on the counter, teasing Newt. Newt breathed hard and had to control himself to not throw a frying pan at Thomas' face.
"Yeah? When do I meet this 'cute' person." Janson raised his eyebrows.
"Oh, sooner than you think." Thomas nudged Janson and shared a chuckle. God, Newt cannot have this for the rest of the day, he will die in embarrassment!
"Does this person approve your standards, Thomas?"
"Oh, this person is absolutely perfect!" Thomas threw his hands up. "True right, Newt?"
"No, actually. More like a douchebag." Newt eyed Thomas and Thomas faked a hurt expression when he turned and saw that Janson was not looking at him.
"Well, I'm happy for you Newt. Just in time." Janson stood up and went to the living room. Newt and Thomas followed suit but before Thomas can exit the kitchen, Newt pulled him and pinned him to the wall.
"What are you doing?" Newt asked Thomas in a whisper.
"Just small talk, Roomy." Thomas chucked and quickly pecked Newt on the lips before chuckling and escaping Newt's hold.
"So, Janson! Where did Newt get his passion for painting?" Thomas asked and sat next to Janson on the couch. Newt decided it would be better for his sanity of he stayed on the recliner.
"Oh, he gets that from his mom! She loves drawing and she taught him everything he knows!" Janson says. Not that Thomas did not know already but he just wanted to make a good impression on Newt's old man.
"Did he mention to you the first drawing he ever did?" Janson said, trying to hide the laughter he's trying to hide.
"No, actually." Thomas chuckled and looked at a frozen Newt.
"Dad, please-" Newt managed, although he was still not moving. He looked at Thomas who had a smirk on his face.
"When he was 3 years old, as a joke, his mom made him where this little ballerina dress for halloween. With the wand and all..." Janson starts, chuckling through it with tears starting to form in his eyes. Thomas was hiding his laugh too considering that Newt was dying inside but it just too much.
"A BALLERINA DRESS?!" Thomas yelled.
"Yeah, so by December for Christmas, his mom gave him his very first drawing set and he was excited. So I told him to draw for first drawing. We left him alone for maybe and hour and he came running towards us eager to show us the drawing. We looked at it and... he draw himself in the ballerina dress with fairy wings floating above houses spreading hearts and stars everywhere! We asked him why and he just said he wanted to be like one when he grows up!" Janson was laughing now and so was Thomas! Thomas lost it completely and was holding on to his stomach. Newt was red with embarrassment!
"FOR YOUR INFORMATION, THAT WAS SUPPOSE TO BE ANGEL WINGS! AND THAT WAND WAS SUPPOSE TO BE A SWORD!" Newt defended himself, trying his hardest not to run away. His dad was bonding with Newt's boyfriend unknowingly and he wanted to die!
"And the hearts and stars? Care to explain?" Thomas said as he wiped the tears that was forming in his eyes still chuckling with Janson.
"THOMAS! A WORD PLEASE!" Newt stood up and went back to the kitchen. When they both got there, Newt made sure his father was not listening before he started to talk.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING NOW?!" Newt whispered/yelled.
"What? I'm just hearing stories about your childhood!" Thomas chuckled as Newt punched him on his arm.
"THIS IS EMBARRASSING, YOU INCONSIDERATE PIECE OF-" Before Newt can say anything, Thomas pressed his lips on Newt until the blonde relaxed. Thomas pulled back and took Newt's hands.
"I'm just making good impression on your dad so he likes me." Thomas confessed.
"By belittling me?" Newt accused although his voice was not that serious anymore.
"That was cute! The drawing, I mean." Thomas leaned closer and wrapped his arms around Newt's waist and pulled the blonde closer to him. "And I kinda wanna do some role playing in the bedroom for a while now." Thomas teased and starts rubbing Newt's back.
"This isn't fair." Newt whispered, relaxing under Thomas. "And no, absolutely not. Not into kinky stuff!" Newt said a little too loudly stuff because he heard his father speak.
"What kinky stuff?" Janson asked and he peeked in the kitchen. Thank god, Thomas pushed Newt away before Janson saw them.
"Nothing. Minho just called. You know how he is." Newt said. Great, Minho was dating Brenda and he was also into kinky stuff. He made a reminder in his brain to send Minho an apology letter and some money for personal use.
"Well." Janson scratched the back of his head, "I should really go, I promised your mom to come back quick. I was only here for some necessities but I thought it would not hurt to visit you here." Janson said and smiled at Newt lovingly.
"Of course, Dad! I'll head you out." Newt offered and when Janson was finally out the kitchen to grab his things, Thomas smacked Newt on the butt and purred.
"Horny bitch!" Newt whispered which only made the brunette to snicker.
Newt opened the door and followed his father outside. They talked a little as they headed out. Newt loved his father so much. Janson may look like a tough and angry kind of man because of his unkempt beard and his smug-like expressions but in reality he was warm and soothing. Newt was really blessed and he knows Janson loved Newt too.
"Nice boyfriend you have there, Newt. I like him." Janson suddenly stated when they were waiting for a bus in comfortable silence.
"Wh-what?" Newt stuttered, surprised by what his father said. He backed away and turned to his old man.
"Oh, c'mon Newt! I heard everything you said when you think you were 'privately' talking." Janson explained, "...and I may have eavesdropped a little when you two were talking in the bedroom." Janson chuckled. Newt was suppose to be angry about his father prying but he does not feel that, what he feels is guilt. After a few minutes of silence, Newt finally spoke.
"Sorry." Newt whispered.
"For what?" Janson asked, confused.
"For not telling you about Thomas and..." He trailed off "not telling you I liked boys." Newt face fell as he was getting ready for the lecture but when none of that came he looked up and saw the man smiling.
"Newt, you don't like boys. Nor girls. Your mother and I thought you weren't gonna marry because you did not show any signs of liking someone when you were growing up! So let's just say I get it when you haven't told us about 'Tommy' yet." Janson teased.
"Oh, God." Newt groaned, Janson even knows the nickname!
"Newt, look. I'm very happy for you and I still love you if you are worried about that. Always have and always will. Your preferences does not change that fact and Thomas is a really nice guy." Janson inched closer to Newt. Newt looked directly into Janson's eyes and tried to find some traces of regret and disappoint but there was none. It was pure acceptance. Newt felt tears running down his cheeks.
"Thanks, dad!' Newt pulled his dad closer and gave him a long hug. They lingered to the hug and hummed.
"You really like him and he really likes you too, huh?" Janson asked.
"We kinda love each other." Newt said in a whisper, trying his hardest not to push this.
"Well, If moving in together was an indicator, then I'm happy for you, Newt! So much." Janson pulled way from the hug, placed his hands on Newt's shoulders and stared at the blonde.
"I love you." Janson said, smiling very eagerly.
"I LOVE YOU TOO, DAD!" Newt yelled and he can feel the tears trickling down. Then they heard the bus' chimes indicating that it was nearing. Janson suited himself up and wished Newt good luck before getting on the bus.
Newt was happy. Hell, VERY happy! He smiled all the way back to the apartment. Thomas was there cleaning up the utensils used for the tea. Thomas must've been invested in his job that he did not notice Newt enter. Newt just smiled and made his way to the back of his boyfriend and hugged him from behind.
"Hey." Thomas said in a chuckle and turned to the blonde. Thomas suddenly became worried, "Were you crying? Why! What happened?" Thomas caressed Newt's face and whimpered.
"Nothing happened," Newt assured, snifling. "He knew."
"What?" Thomas asked.
"He knew that you were my boyfriend." Newt explained. Thomas face suddenly fell.
"Newt, s-sorry, I didn't..." Thomas started only to be cut-off by Newt's lips on his. Thomas responded back before Newt backed of.
"It's fine. He was perfectly fine with it. Well, more than fine, more like ecstatic." Newt assured with a chuckle.
"Really? Then why were you crying."
"Because he told me he loves me no matter what my preference is." Newt started to tear up again.
"Newt..." Thomas hugs him with a smile. They lingered like that when Newt relaxed.
"He likes you, you know. He called you nice." Newt said, grinning at the blushing brunette.
"I'm awesome, I know."
"I pick the best ones." Newt beamed.
"Yes, you do." Thomas smiled and grabbed at Newt's nape and pulled him for another kiss. This was bliss and Newt wanted to stay like this forever. The butterflies in his stomach was not as overwhelming than before but it was still there, very much present. Newt loves Thomas and Thomas loves him, it was too good to be true but Newt knew it was. Thomas pulled back and smiled at the red-faced blonde.
"You wanna watch a movie or cuddle in bed?" Thomas asked, circling his fingers at the back of Newt's head.
"You know I'm a sucker for your expert cuddling!" Newt piped up and led then to the bedroom.
This moment was tender and sweet and they did cuddle with each other for the rest of the day. Sharing laughs and stories then drifted off to sleep. Newt knew this thing with Tommy was gonna last and he was ready for it. The journey may go rough or smooth, but he was ready for it.