Thomas was looking at himself in the mirror. He looked good for the most part, not that he was even trying. Honestly, he did not want to to come to this party but that would just be rude. The party was for him after all. He cringed at the thought and sighed. Teresa called him earlier telling him that Gally's house was already set and they were waiting for them. Thomas really wanted to ditch the party and just spend the night in but that would only make his friends come over an trash his place. When he was finally pleased with how his hair seated, he grabbed his keys and went ahead.

Traffic was a breeze and he arrived at Gally's in 10 minutes, usually it was 30 depending on the severity of the traffic. Thomas got out of the car and ran the doorbell. He swears he will walk out once Teresa planned this to be a surprise. He hated it. Loathed it.

"Tom!" Teresa opened the door and she looked good. She was wearing a blue dress, it suited her brown eyes and pretty face. She lightened up and hugged Thomas tightly. "Advance happy birthday! Come in! Everyone's waiting!" She said as she grabbed him.

Thomas snickered. Teresa acted like she invited a lot of people when it was really only their close friends. When they came to the living room, it was lighted very differently. It was dim but that kind of dim that screamed 'intimate'. Gally and Alby was waiting in the living room, both wearing casual clothes. They greeted Thomas and hugged him. Teresa jumped around and offered him cake.

Thomas smiled at the ambience. This was exactly how he wanted to celebrate his 'advanced' birthday. Only him and his closest friends. There was one person missing though. Newt.

His friends kept the conversation going and they were laughing at their silliness but Thomas can't help but notice the absence on the blonde. Newt promised he will come. Maybe something bad happened? Thomas excused himself from the group, saying he was going to the bathroom. As he was out of the room, he called Newt.

Newt: Tommy!
Thomas: Hey, where are you?
Newt: Coming! Sorry I'm late! Something came up!

Thomas noticed the reception was not good and had this static behind it, like a rustling sound. And he can feel the blonde breathing rather hard.

Thomas: Are you running?
Newt: Yep!
Thomas: Why?! You could have just called me! I would have picked you up.
Newt: No, no! I'm fine! I'll be there in 10 mins! Promise.
Thomas: Okay. Be safe.
Newt: Okay. Bye, Tommy.

Thomas dropped the call and returned to the living room. The room was filled with laughter and Thomas liked it. He liked feeling happy with their friends, laughing at their silly stories.

"Hey, where's Newt?" Gally suddenly asked in the middle of their laughing fit after they shared some story about how Gally and Alby met. Thomas relaxed and wiped the tears that were forming in the corner of his eye before answering.

"He's coming." He answered, while grabbing a mouthful of popcorn. After a little while the doorbell rang.

"Speak of the devil." Alby chimed in. Thomas was about to stand up when Teresa got up first, motioning for Thomas to sit down. She smiled at him and sprinted to the door. Thomas kinda want to answer the door to meet Newt but it seemed like Teresa was willing to do it for him. Okay, his stomach was not filled with butterflies. His heart was not beating out of his chest. And his sweat was definitely not coming down because of his excitement and nervousness.

"Minho? What are you doing here?" Thomas heard Teresa say when the door clicked open. Gally and Alby looked at each other in dismay. What was that prick doing here? Thomas got up and joined Teresa.

"YOU!" Minho pointed at Thomas when he appeared at the door. Thomas stopped in his tracks. Minho has been crying. Thomas would have felt sorry for the boy but how could he? Not when he hurt Newt deeply. "You stole him away from me!" Minho pushed, walking towards him only to be backed down by Teresa. She was strong despite her thin figure, that's to say that Thomas was slightly afraid of his best friend because she can be violent when angry.

"Get out of here, Minho." She said dully, pushing the boy out of the door and back to cold evening outside. Gally and Alby approached the scene and tried to calm Minho down. Thomas just stood there, frozen and don't know what to do.

"That two-faced bitch was trying to fuck my Newt when we still together!" Minho blurted out, tears welling up again. Thomas took a step back from the statement. He was not trying to fuck Newt. Yes, he had feelings for the blonde but he made sure to keep it at bay because he did not want to destroy a perfect relationship. Well, not so perfect. The bruises on Newt's back would attest to that.

"Isn't that right, Tommy?" Minho added, distaste in his voice. Thomas cringed at the use of the nickname, he even had the audacity to use Newt's accent. Newt was the only person allowed to call him that and to hear Minho say it in displeasing way turned some kind of knob in Thomas' gut. "You were pretending to be my friend when all you really wanted to do was get Newt all to yourself and pound your way into him!"

"That's enough, dude." Alby took a step closer, the man looks intimidating because of his built but Minho was not having it. Thomas was fuming with anger. How dare him say all those things? He had been good and suffering during their relationship. He never tried anything to break the two up.

"Fuck you!" Thomas yelled, fist balled into a fist. He was not a violent person but these accusations were getting to him.

"Wouldn't you like that, huh? Getting to fuck Newt's boyfriend would just be the ribbon to your wonderful plan!" Minho chuckled poisonously.

"EX.. boyfriend." Thomas corrected the boy. He felt a smile creeping towards his lips when the boy's smug look disappeared and was replaced by seething anger.

"I AM STILL NEWT'S BOYFRIEND!" Minho shouted and lunged forward but only to be held back by Gally and Alby, pushing the boy down the ground. "I LOVE HIM!"

"And you show him that by sleeping with another person?!" Thomas blurted out. He did not mean to say that, he was just so filled up in anger that he was not able to stop himself.

"I WAS DRUNK!" Minho said as he tried getting up, failing miserably because of his wobbly feet. Of course he was drunk.

"Don't justify your actions, Minho." Gally interrupted. Thomas realized his friends did not even know the reason why Newt and Minho broke up. Newt told Thomas to tell them that they broke up but to leave the reason out. Thomas guilty for telling it now. Under the wrong circumstances.

"Fuck all of you!" Minho screamed, "WHERE IS HE? NEWT! NEWT! TALK TO ME!" He became hysterical. Started screaming at the house, as if trying to make it crumble down. Gally and Alby was about to shove Minho away from them when another voice sounded.

"I have nothing to say to you."

Thomas and the others looked up, only to see Newt, panting from all the running but had a stern look on his face. He was carrying a blue box with a ribbon tied on it. Thomas felt his stomach sink at the sight. This evening was suppose to be fun and light.

"How long has it been?" Teresa asked specifically no one in the room. They were back inside, curled into the couch and the floor, waiting patiently. After some tugging, Newt decided to talk to Minho. He told the others to wait inside and continue on what they were doing before Minho came, which was an impossible task now that the atmosphere was heavy and clouded.

"20 minutes" Alby responded, glancing at the wall clock above the television.

Thomas was quiet the whole time. He kept thinking of the possibilities the conversation going on outside may lead. Newt may slap Minho away from his life from now on or he'll go back to him. The last one crushed his heart because he knows it was highly likely to happen.

"It's... It's like Minho's got a hold of me. I don't know. It's very difficult."

He remembered Newt saying to him. How would he even compete with that? Minho was with Newt his entire life and Thomas has been what? 4, 5 months in? He can never replace the impact Minho made in Newt's life and he felt small. He knew what the two had was special but Thomas can give that to Newt too if he was given the chance. He would not sleep with anybody and he would never hurt Newt like Minho did, drunk or not.

As he was basking in his thoughts, he heard the door creak and, in no time, he jumped from the floor where he was seated and approached the boy. Newt was crying. Shit.

"Hey." Thomas said, placing his hand on Newt's shoulders. The blonde was silent and shivering. Thomas was not sure if it was the cold or if it was from the overwhelming feeling the blonde had. "Newt, what ha-mmph."

Before Thomas can even finish, Newt grabbed his face and pressed their lips together firmly. Thomas was surprised but returned the kiss, nevertheless. Thomas expected the kiss to be aggressive and full of angst and worry but there was none of that. It was slow, sweet and sensual. Thomas relished the blonde's lips on him and it made him whimper a little causing Newt to smile in the kiss.

They broke apart when they heard Gally whoop in the background only to be silenced by a slap (no doubt, coming from Teresa). Thomas placed his forehead on Newt's and the blonde sighed happily. With closed eyes, Thomas held Newt's hand and placed it on his chest.

"Your heart's pounding very fast, Tommy." Newt whispered.

"You do that to me." Thomas answered and kissed Newt's cheek before dragging him to the living room where everybody was staring at them. Thomas wanted to slap their friends. They were looking at Newt in particular, expecting him to tell them what happened outside. Newt seemed to noticed and laughed.

"He won't be bothering us anymore, I promise." He said, the red in his eyes slowly fading away. Thomas pulled Newt on the floor and cuddled him, wrapping his arms around Newt as the blonde rested his head on Thomas' shoulders.

"So. You two, huh?" Alby coughed, smiling slyly. It was adorable and annoying because Teresa and Gally were smiling too. God, what a mess.

"Um..." Thomas started, not even sure what to say. "We're taking it slow."

"Sure sure." Gally said, leaning down on the couch. Thomas threw him a cushion and the room erupted in laughter again as it hit him on the face. The mood was back.

"So, how long have you liked Thomas here?" Gally asked as he was munching on a mouthful of popcorn Teresa just served.

"Since that the day our teacher made us work together." Newt answered, now on Thomas' lap giggling at the memory of their first meeting.

"You should have seen Thomas pining over you. It was both adorable and disgusting." Teresa added, laughing in the process as Thomas gave her an unamused look.

"Yeah, he's like a puppy craving for attention. Your attention." Alby chimed in. It amazes Thomas how a senior like Alby can hangout with a bunch of sophomores. As Alby puts it, you guys are more interesting that my sleep-deprived classmates.

"He always had your attention though." Gally started, "I mean you guys cuddle, kiss each other on the cheek, shared touched and hold hands! It's like you guys are torturing yourselves!" Gally screamed after he swallowed his food.

"Well, Tommy and I love pain." Newt looked up at Thomas lovingly and raised hi head to peck him on the lips. Thomas eagerly returned the kiss and smiled at the blonde.

"Okay. Ew." Teresa faked a chocking face. They all laughed at her and continued on on their discussion, eating stuffs at the same time.

"That went well!" Thomas said as he tapped his hands on the steering wheel, Newt right beside him on the passenger side. They just finished dropping Teresa off and said their goodbyes while reminding Thomas about packing tomorrow so that they'll be on the road early on Sunday.

"Yeah! Except for uh..." Newt started but quiet down, basking in the thoughts of how Minho almost ruined the part.

"Hey," Thomas took his right hand and placed it to Newt's lap, grabbing the blonde's attention. "It's fine." He looked at Newt briefly and gave him a assuring smile.

"Yeah, it's just..." New started again before drifting off. "Nevermind."

Thomas shrugged as the blonde gets quiet again. He felt like the blonde had something in his head and was reluctant to talk about. And of course, Thomas being Thomas, did not want to push the blonde. He drove and turned right.

10 mins later, they were at Newt's. Newt looked at the house and breathed hard. Thomas looked at the blonde, obviously there was still something bothering the blonde.

"Newt?"

"Yeah, Tommy?"

Newt turned to face Thomas only to be greeted by the brunette's lips. Thomas took Newt's jaw in his hands as he moved his lips with Newt's. He will never get tired of kissing Newt. Not ever. It felt too good. Too right and too perfect and judging by the way Newt responded back, he assumed it was the same for him.

Thomas never really planned on making this innocent kiss into a full make-out session. He did not even know how Newt got out of his seat and straddle Thomas on the driver's seat, but he was. Newt had his arms around Thomas' neck. Thomas' mind was hazy and he thought that this was the best advance birthday gift he had ever gotten.

"Tommy?" Newt said as he shifted his kisses on Thomas' jaw. Thomas moaned before he could speak.

"Y-Yeah?"

"We're across my house..." Newt stated. He was now on Thomas' neck sucking and licking the brunette's skin. Thomas swore he was this close to exploding in his pants if this kept going but before he knew it, Newt opened the door and got out of the car, then slammed the door close again. Thomas was flustered and frustrated to say the least. Newt leaned on the window and smiled lovingly at Thomas' red face.

"You tease." Thomas said, biting his lips as he took the blonde's head and kissed him again. Newt chuckled in the kiss but returned it eagerly anyways.

"I need to get back, Tommy." Newt whispered against Thomas' lips.

"In a minute." Thomas responded as he took Newt's lips again, hands around the blonde's nape so that he won't get away.

They had to stop at some point and this made Thomas shook his head. Newt just chuckled and patted Thomas' chest.

"I'll help you pack tomorrow, okay?" Newt said.

"Okay." Thomas said, "No making out though." He challenged.

"Why?" Newt faked a deeply hurt expression, "I like kissing you."

"Punishment for teasing me." Thomas smiled and leaned on the window. Newt smiled and kissed Thomas' forehead.

Thomas watched as Newt walk towards the big house. Before Newt entered the house, he turned to Thomas and waved at him with a smile in his face.
Thomas waved back and drove away when the door closed.

God, he was in deep.

"No! Roll those! It will give you more space!" Newt took the underwear Thomas was folding and rolled them before putting it on the suitcase. Thomas' face blushed with embarrassment. Newt was handling his underwear and it felt so domestic.

Newt arrived just in time as Thomas was getting frustrated when everything he need to bring was not fitting in his suitcase. He decided to pack light but the space was not enough for his clothes, that is until Newt came. The blonde helped a lot in saving space.

"Where were you when I had to do this on my own in the past?" Thomas said, watching Newt like he was a wizard in folding clothes.

Newt just chuckled and continued on his work. Thomas shifted closer and rested his head on Newt's shoulders.

"Comfy, lazy-ass?"

"Yep."

Newt chuckled and rested his head on Thomas'. This felt so chill and good. Thomas wanted this everyday. He could get use to this. Thomas closed his eyes but opened them again when Newt took his head off of his. Thomas leaned on Newt and saw that the blonde was biting his lip.

"Newt?" Thomas sneaked his head down where Newt was staring and smiled at him. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." Newt chuckled and kissed Thomas cheek making the brunette lose his balance and landed on the blonde's lap.

"Liar." He insisted, "What's wrong?"

Newt twirled his fingers around Thomas' hair as he looked lost in thought. Thomas thought it was adorable but the blonde was deep in his head.

"It's just... you'll be gone."

"It's just one week, Newty." Thomas chuckled and took Newt's other hand and intertwined their fingers together.

"Yeah, but after that there's gonna be only three days of class then christmas break will begin. I won't be able to see you for another two weeks." Newt smiled sadly.

Thomas sat up, not breaking their hand contact, and looked at Newt.

"Hey, I can always stay here if you want."

"NO!" Thomas was startled when Newt screamed at him, "I mean, you can't do that. You need to spend your Christmas with family." Newt said.

Thomas hated looking at Newt like this. It was all going so good. But there was still something in Newt's face he's not telling Thomas.

"There's something else, isn't it?" Thomas pushed a little, "What is it?"

Newt hesitantly shook his head but Thomas was not having it. He asked again and Newt shrugged.

"It's Minho."

Thomas fumed at the name. He hated that name. Despised it. Loathed it to hell.

"Why?"

"He said he'll continue to come back to me. I told him that we were over, that we were finally done but he just won't listen. He said that he'll follow me anywhere. Invade my privacy if he has too." Newt's face scrunched up and he had his head down. Thomas was thankful for that because he was sure his face screamed anger.

"What?! Why didn't you tell me that last night?!" Thomas said, anger bubbling inside him.

"Because it would ruin the night. I don't want to be selfish." Newt confessed, "I've done that pretty plentifully to you the past few months."

"Stop that." Thomas punched Newt playfully and took him for a hug, "You should have told me."

"I know. Sorry." Newt hid his face in Thomas' chest.

Thomas did not want to leave Newt now with Minho seemingly transitioning to a crazy stalker but he knows he can't not go home. Teresa expected Thomas to be her ride back and forth and she refused to ride the bus for the elongated time of 4 hours each going back home and going back to school. Thomas thought long and hard.

WHAT?!

He basically screamed at his own brain for thinking that. Would Newt even agree with him? Would it be too fast? They were not even together and yet this idea was too crazy but it was just what would work right now. He knew he had no other choice. He just can't leave Newt here and expect Minho to not harass the blonde the minute he's gone.

Thomas sat Newt up and saw the blonde with a confused face.

"What's wrong?" Newt asked, questioning Thomas' gesture.

"You're coming with me." Thomas blurted out.

"What?"

"You're coming with me back home."

Newt was frozen. Eyes wide and mouth dropped open.

"You are meeting my family." Thomas added before smiling at the frozen blonde.