Chapter 8

Thomas woke up the next morning to something sounding like helicopters. He carefully got up when the noise passed and packed up the remainder of their things. He woke Newt up and took him by the arm, away from everyone else.

"They're still looking for us. We have to move."

Newt, rubbing his eyes, nodded. "I know. We should wake everyone up" he said, yawning, then turning around.

"Wait." Thomas grabbed newts arm.

"Hmm?" Newt looked into Thomas' eyes.

"If we get moving we won't get much time alone." Thomas said.

Newt laughed a bit. "Oh so what are you saying?" He wrapped his arms around Thomas' neck.

Thomas grinned. "I think you know exactly what I'm saying" he whispered, looking at Newts lips.

"Do I?" Newt laughed.

"Mhm" Thomas hummed, leaning forward and pressing his lips to Newts.

Newt smiled against Thomas' mouth and kissed back.

Just as Newts hands slipped under Thomas' shirt, and Thomas starting kissing his Newts neck with his hand in his pants, Minho came towards them. "Uh. Thomas?" He cleared his throat.

Thomas sighed and pulled back from Newt. "Yes?" He raised his eyebrow.

Which Newt found really cute.

"Uhm. Everyone's awake and uh we kinda wanna know what he plan is." He said.

Thomas flushed. "Plan.. Plan right." Thomas nodded.

"Tommy. You do have a plan don't you?" Newt said.

"I uh. No." Thomas said, biting his lip.

"So you're telling me we came out here. Risked dying. Winston's hurt. And you have no plan?" Minho crossed his arms.

"I.. Well, first they were gonna kill us so. You're welcome" Thomas sighed. "Also, I heard Janson talking about this right arm or something? They're in the mountains and looking for people immune to being one of this crank things. Swing as we were in the maze, maybe we're immune. So I say we head there." Thomas said.

He's authority-like demeanour was actually really hot. Newt smiled at his boyfriend and nodded. "Great idea babe" he said.

Thomas wrapped his arms around Newt, kissing the top of his head.

Minho un-crossed his arms and nodded. "Fine." He looked between the two of them then sighed. "Want me to deliver the news so you can take care of your freaking horny-ness?" He tried not to laugh when both of them nodded their heads and he walked away to the rest of the group.

Thomas looked at Newt. "I think we have like 15 minutes. Let's make the most of it." Thomas smirked.

Newt laughed and wrapped his arms around Thomas' neck again. "How do you s'pose we do that?"

Thomas rested his forehead against Newts. "I've got a couple ideas" Thomas grinned and reached around Newts waist, his hands sliding towards Newts butt and lips connecting.

Thomas let out a small moan when he felt Newts hand sliding into his pants.

Thomas hand one hand on Newts butt and the other in his hair. "I love you so much" Thomas said against Newts lips.

"Mm" Newt hummed in agreement.

Thomas tugged on Newts hair a bit, trying to get his body closer to his lovers.

They couldn't do much because they had to get back to the group. "This isn't over" Thomas looked into Newts eyes.

Newt grinned and kept his arms around Thomas' neck. "Good." He whispered. "I love you" he started to kiss Thomas' neck.

"THOMAS!" Teresa called.

Thomas groaned.

Newt laughed.

"What?" He said.

"Winston. Is. He's" she motioned for him to come back to the group.

Nervously Thomas walked over. "He's what?"

Thomas hadn't looked at Winston. Until now. He could hear his choking breath and could see his pained face.

"Shit. What the fuck. Winston?" Thomas kneeled beside him.

"Thomas." Winston reached out, but instead of taking Thomas' hand or arm to be sentimental, he reached for the gun that he'd strapped on his waist.

"Winston. What...?"

"Just please." Winston gasped.

Thomas looked up at Newt, who shrugged, then Thomas handed Winston the gun carefully.

He held it to his face.

"Winston. What are you doing?!" Frypan jumped to sit beside him.

"Please... Don't let me.." He gasped for breath. "Turn into... One of those... Things" Winston said.

"But." Frypan shook his head.

Winston shook his head.

Thomas gingerly looked to Newt.

Newt was scared. Thomas was scared. Frypan was loosing it. Aris was talking with Minho, they were trying to figure out what had changed just over night. Teresa however was just standing there, seeming unfazed and not even worried.

That's when Frypan nodded and stood up to let Winston do what he had to. He started walking. Aris followed shortly after, with Minho.

Teresa after them. Then Newt, and finally Thomas.

They walked for a bit. Then heard a gunshot. They all froze.

Then solemnly walked on.

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