"This place is so posh, Tommy." Newt stated as he sat on his chair, "How did a boy like you managed to find a place like this?" Newt teased as Thomas danced around the table to sit on the other side.

"You'll be surprised to know the things I would do for the person I like." Thomas countered, grabbing the menu on the table and handing the other one to Newt.

"Like?" Newt's face faked a hurt expression, "I would say that's a bit disappointing considering the bigger feelings I have for you."

Thomas chuckled, "That is disappointing. It's quite frustrating dealing with one-sided love."

They laughed at that and everything was going well so far. After the sexual tension back at the house, they managed get out and have a proper conversation that did not involve sexual matters.

Thomas already had this place in mind when he was planning to take Newt out on a date. The Homestead was the nicest restaurant in town and it was quite expensive but Thomas thought that it would be worth it since he was with Newt. They drove for 10 minutes in comfortable silence, glancing at each from time to time.

"So, our first ever date." Newt announced as they finished their orders and was left alone on the table again.

"Yeah." Thomas said, biting his lip, "I'm kind of nervous."

"Me too but you know what?" Newt leaned on the table. Thomas' eyebrows shot up ad he hummed for Newt to continue. "It's worth the pressure because I love you."

"Mmm." Thomas sighed, "I'm never going to get tired hearing that."

"Then be prepared to hear it everyday." Newt smiled and leaned on the table.

Thomas knew this was a bad idea because he would just fall even deeper for the blonde but, then this is, he doesn't mind one bit. He liked Newt, hell, he loved the guy. He guessed it was always love but the fact that Newt was with somebody else made that feeling to not really show itself. It was obvious that it surprised Thomas that he was able to hang on for 3 months pining for Newt.

Now Newt was here with him and they were having a date. A DATE! Thomas' heart was beating out of his chest. Sure he and Newt casually went to lunch and sometimes dinner with each other but that was just as friends. Now, now it holds a promise of something deeper. Something more meaningful. Something that's more meaningful to them.

"Tell me more about this place, Tommy." Newt said as he leaned on the table with his elbow and rested his chin on his knuckles.

"The restaurant?" Thomas asked. He liked this place but he does not know anything about it other than being the nicest restaurant in town.

Newt chuckled and shifted in his seat to he closer to the table, "No, you doof. I mean your beloved home town." Newt warmly provided and smiled at the brunette.

"Um, well." Thomas cleared his throat. "I love my hometown. This was basically my childhood. Sure it's not the biggest place like in the city but the whole atmosphere here is so calm and relaxing."

"Yeah. I can feel it too." Newt looked at Thomas endearingly.

They talked for a little more, laughing and teasing each other before the food came. When it did, Thomas' stomach growled in hunger and he basically devoured the food right in front of him when it was delivered to their table, missing the giggling blonde.

"Slow down, Tommy." Newt reprimanded playfully, "I just got you. I don't want to lose another boyfriend."

Thomas choked on the food and started coughing loudly. 'Real sexy, Edison.' Thomas thought as he looked at the blushing blonde. Did Newt just call him his boyfriend? What?

"B-Boyfriend?" Thomas stuttered as he regained controlled again.

Newt just kept quiet, playing with his food on his plate. He was biting his lips very hard and he was so red. Thomas looked on and saw that Newt was alo closing his eyes.

"Newt?" Thomas asked again, searching for Newt's face.

"I-uh." Newt stuttered, "M-Maybe."

Thomas heart was throbbing outside his chest that he was sure it was skipping beats. His breathing was becoming faster. Of course he was waiting for a moment like this, hell his been dreaming for this for months!

"D-Do you want that?" Thomas asked, still very aware of the obstacle that presents itself.

"We'll see, Tommy." Newt chuckled, seeming more sure than a second ago.

"What does that mean?" Thomas asked as he grabbed the tablecloth and wiped his face.

"If this date goes well and our official 'first kiss'," Newt air-quoted, "happens then we'll know." The blonde shrugged and picked at his food with a smile on his face.

Thomas can't help but grin too. He still can't really believe that he's back in his hometown with Newt on his arm. If someone told him months ago that this exact moment will be happening, he would've punch the living crap out of that person because it seemed so far-fetched. He always thought that he would end up sitting idly by while Newt and Minho gets married one day, congratulating them while bringing a random girl (or guy) as a date.

The lunch was even more delightful than Thomas expected it to be. Newt was talkative, but he already knew that. The only difference is he seemed a lot more relaxed. Like he's finally grasping the idea of being with someone else or maybe it's just because Minho is not close to him. Whatever. He likes this atmosphere and he is not gonna let his mind ruin this.

Newt ordered them milkshakes for dessert and when the waiter brought only one, Thomas' eyebrows quirked at the two straws in front of him until Newt grabbed the blue one, leaving the pink one to Thomas. Thomas dumbly grabbed the pink straw and stick it to the milkshake and started drinking, thinking that Newt's will come later.

He was enjoying the milkshake when Newt stuck his straw there and started sipping, looking at Thomas with a smile on his face.

"This is mine." Thomas said.

"This is ours." Newt corrected the brunette and his brows shot right up.

It takes a minute for Thomas to realize what was happening. When he finally did, he blushed so hard he was so sure his head was going to explode.

"Oh my god..." Thomas shook his head in disbelief. The blonde in front of him though just laughed at him.

"C'mon, Tommy! Sip with me!" Newt gestured for the other straw, "I did not plan this only for you to back out."

Thomas obliged and sipped once again. They were staring at each other with Newt smiling like an idiot and Thomas embarrassed as hell.

"Cliche, right?" Newt said as they finished the milkshake. "I've always wanted to do that."

"Y-You've never done that before?" Thomas asked,he was still aware that his cheeks were still burning red.

"Nope. Minho hated my milkshake idea." Newt shrugged, but the mention of the name did nothing to the blonde's expression, "I like it though. I find it romantic somehow."

Thomas laughed a little to which the blonde did not take lightly.

"Hey! Don't mock my interests!" Newt raised his voice and when Thomas did not stop laughing, he threw his a crumpled tissue, "I'm this close to leaving you here dateless."

"Sorry!" Thomas managed to control himself, "I'm not laughing because I thought it was stupid."

"Then why were you laughing then?"

"Because I find it cute." Thomas beamed to Newt.

The blonde just bit his lip and his mouth quirked into a smile. Thomas can't help but swoon at that. Newt looked heavenly when he gets flustered but tried to hide it with a smile.

"Hey, T." Thomas whispered as he hid from Newt in the bathroom. The date was going really well and they've been here for hours just talking and staring at each other but Thomas wanted this day to not end so soon.

"Hey, Tom! How's the date?" Teresa asked, seemingly giddy. The blasts of her tv palpable through the line.

"It's going great and I don't want it to be over just yet. Do you think it'll be fine if I take him to the park?" Thomas asked, he wanted to really bring this home by walking through the park and hold hands.

"What a stupid question."

"Wh-"

"YES YOU SHUCKFACE! GO FOR IT!" Teresa screamed through the line and Thomas groaned from the stinging in his ear.

"Fine fine. Thanks." Thomas said and ended the call.

He made his way back to the table where Newt was fiddling with his phone. Thomas' eyes grew wide. 'Oh no, he's bored.' Thomas thought.

"Thank god you're back." Newt sighed as he saw Thomas coming. He quickly put his phone away and leaned on the table.

"Miss me?" Thomas teased.

"It was boring without you yapping my ears off." Newt chuckled.

"Hey, you wanna stroll through the park?" Thomas asked, fidgeting. He does not know whether that was a good idea for a first date but the beaming grin on Neat's face said otherwise.

"Yeah! That'd be great!"

Newt's POV

Today was absolutely perfect. Tommy brought him to a nice restaurant and they had the best time. Now they were strolling through the park, hands intertwined together.

Newt needed to be honest. He liked this a lot more that he liked holding Minho's hand. Thomas was caring, loving, patient and compassionate. Sure, Minho were those things too but Thomas does it in another level.

'That's why you bloody fell in love with him, doofus.' He told himself.

He always loved Thomas but the first time Newt was sure that he finally fell in love with the brunette was when he saw the bruises on Newt's back and Thomas cuddled with him through the night. Newt cringed at the memory of Thomas finding out that Minho hits him sometimes but that was the day he was truly torn. He did not want to leave Minho but he did not also want to let Thomas go too. Call him selfish but it was difficult.

Newt always knew that Thomas had something for him all this time. From the lingering touches to the unnecessary staring, he always knew and he felt so bad that he strung Thomas along. He always hated himself for that but he can't help it. It was like flirting back with Thomas was second nature. He always wanted to have something with Thomas for months now but Minho was holding him back. He loved the bloke but now he questioned that feeling because of Thomas. Tommy.

It doesn't matter now though because they are here together. Already confessed of love and happy. Newt was happy. Finally truly happy.

"Newt, would you like some ice cream?" Thomas brought him out of his daze and he was met with a dashing smile that made his morning bright and his nights warm.

"Yeah, Tommy. That'll be great." He was still full but what the hell. Anything to see Thomas beam with happiness.

Thomas' hand slipped out of Newt's and the distaste for that was overwhelming. He did not like it. As soon as Thomas was finished paying for the ice cream, Newt slipped his hands again with the brunette. Thomas turned to him in surprise.

"Geez, Newt." Thomas chuckled as he grabbed his ice cream and Newt grabbed his. They continued strolling and everything was perfect.

"Strolling through the park, holding hands, eating ice cream, cliche enough for you?" Thomas suddenly asked and Newt shook his head in disbelief.

"Yes, Tommy." Newt said, kissing Thomas' cheek, "It's bloody awesome." Newt mentally noted the blush that formed on his boyfriend's face.

Newt silently sighed. Thomas was still not his boyfriend. Not that he does not want him to be it's just... Is he ready? Is he ready to make that commitment again? He knows Thomas was different but that was what he thought about Minho too. But if he constantly cling to comparing everything to Minho then Thomas would get tired and would eventually move on from him. It was difficult but all he knows is that he wanted Thomas. All to himself.

Newt turned to Thomas and saw the boy's eyebrows knitted together. His ice cream was melting and he was trying to lick the cone to prevent the drops. He bit his lip at the sheer adorableness that the brunette was displaying. Then, his eye caught something and maybe it was his reflexes but he threw the rest of his ice cream to the garbage can, dragged Thomas' chin with his fingers, turned it towards him and kissed the brunette eagerly.

Thomas made a surprised yelp but immediately kissed the blonde back. Newt wrapped his arms around Thomas' neck and the brunette took hold of Newt's hips. They kissed for what felt like eternity and they smiled when they heard 'woot's' and 'go get it's' from random passers-by.

Kissing Thomas was amazing. The brunette's lips were soft and it was wonderful. Then and there, Newt knew. He wanted this man to be his. He was ready. He was ready with Thomas. He pulled back and rested his forehead with Thomas'.

"What was that kiss for?" Thomas breathlessly asked.

"You had some ice cream on the top of your lip. I just had to." Newt chuckled. This was it. He's gonna do it. "Tommy?"

"Yeah?"

"I want you to be my boyfr-"

"Thomas?"

Then their contact was suddenly broken by a feminine voice that called for Thomas. Thomas turned to look at the girl and he was smiling from ear to ear.

"Harriet!" Thomas yelled. He ran to her, leaving Newt cold and frustrated.

"How's it going?" Thomas asked eagerly after hugging the girl. Let's just say Newt's not particularly happy.

"I'm fine! How about you? You got buff!" The girl, Harriet, said, squeezing Thomas' arms. The nerve on that girl. 'Wait, am I jealous?' Newt thought.

"I'm great!" Thomas replied, he looked at Newt again and came to him, wrapping his arms around his waist. "This is Newt, my special friend. Newt, this is Harriet."

Newt politely held his hand out for the girl to take which Harriet did gladly.

"Nice to meet you, Newt. I'm Harriet." They smiled at each other. "Thomas and I dated back in high school."

Then Newt's resolve suddenly vanished and thrown out the window. The eight-word sentence made his stomach clench with jealousy.