Newt's perspective

When Teresa told him that Thomas was crazy about him and he would not even give two flying shits if Harriet made a move on him again, he actually believed her. Newt was sure about what Thomas felt for him but he just can't help but feel helpless. Like, in some unforgiving way, his lover would be taken away again from him.

But right now, looking at Thomas' sleeping face (the shuckface was drooling, even), all he felt was warmness and adoration. He always liked Thomas. From the very first day the brunette approached him in their lit class he knew it was not difficult to fall for him, even though he had no idea if Thomas even swung for his team. He was just too mangled with Minho that he did not even notice this amazing guy in front of him.

He always regretted getting back with Minho. He loved him but there was something in him that told him that this was not right because whenever he was with Minho, all he can think about was Thomas. His Tommy. He loved how Thomas looked at him like he was the most precious thing the world has given him. Newt chuckled at the premise that Thomas thought he was being discreet when the truth was, Newt always noticed. The lingering stares, the insistent touching, the close proximity and the stupid smiles. He noticed it all but he was just so caught up with poison that he did not notice the cure that was Thomas.

Newt kissed Thomas' exposed chest (which was laced with a little chest hair and Newt liked that a lot) as the rising sun made it's way towards the couch they fell asleep in. He smiled and snuggled closer when Thomas groaned and tightened his arm around Newt's waist. He felt warm against Thomas' embrace. It felt unbelievable. It felt a lot like love.

Newt was gonna sleep again when he heard footsteps coming down from the steps. He figured that it must be Ana coming down to start breakfast. He was awake now, so he figured why not help her a bit? He slowly removed Thomas' arm around him and sat up but before he had the chance to stand up and stretch, he felt a hand grab his wrist.

"Don't go." Thomas groaned, eyes still closed, "I need your warmth."

Newt chuckled and bent down to kiss Thomas' cheek. "Sleep a little more, Tommy." He whispered. Thomas giggled and shifted so that he was facing the back of the couch.

"Bloody idiot." Newt whispered as he chuckled and caressed Thomas' hair.

"I'm your idiot." Thomas croaked at and failed at the last word when he snored. Newt had to bite his lip to stop himself from squealing. Oh, the effects Thomas has on him.

He went straight to the kitchen and found Ana beating some eggs in a bowl.

"Good morning." He said as he came closer, "What can I do to help?"

Ana looked up and smiled at him, "Good morning, Newt." She gestured at the fridge, "There's some bacon in the fridge. Mind taking care of that for me?"

"No problem." Newt skipped towards the fridge and took the pack of bacon out. He laid it out on the counter and grabbed the pan that was already there and heated it up with very little oil. He went to work pretty quickly.

"Why are you up so early?" Newt almost jumped from the voice. He turned to Ana and saw her cutting up some onions for the omelette.

"Um..." Newt's cheek turned red. He can't say that he was up early because he wanted to marvel at a sleeping Thomas! No! That would just be weird and it would be much weirder because she's Thomas' mom.

Ana chuckled at his expression, "You know, it's normal to watch your boyfriend sleeping. I did it with Thomas' dad."

Newt turned to her with wide eyes. He wanted to say that that was not what he was doing but the thing that occupied his mind was that Ana thought they were already boyfriends. He forgot about that. She thought they were together already. "Y-Yeah."

Ana stopped her chopping and stared at him, an unbelievable expression in her face, "He still hasn't asked you?"

"Ask me what?" Newt asked.

"To be his boyfriend." Newt's heart suddenly went into panic mode. Oh, no! They had been caught! What was he suppose to do?! "Don't worry. I know you're not. I already told Tom." She chuckled as Newt opened and closed his mouth as a way of protesting but instead it made him look like a fish out of water.

"Sorry." Newt whispered, keeping his head down. What else was he suppose to day after lying to Ana?

"It's really fine, Newton." Newt turned red at at the use of his full name. Of course Thomas told his mother.

Newt smiled at her and continued cooking the bacon. Minutes later, Ana stood beside him and took another pan out. She whisked the egg and started cooking it. There was a comfortable silence between them. Newt liked Ana. She was very cool and loving, much like his own mom. They were both caring and super supportive.

"He's really happy, you know." Ana suddenly spoke beside him, expertly flipping the egg she was cooking to cook the other side.

"Pardon?"

"He's happy." Ana looked at him, "With you."

Newt chuckled nervously. Oh, God. Here comes the talk from the boyfriend's (still not) parent. His eyes was fixed solely on the bacon he was cooking. He was too much afraid to look at Ana.

"Not that he was miserable before, believe me," she proceeded and Newt was more than willing to let her do all the talking, "but when he met you he was, I don't know, happier? Much more merrier? I guess that's it."

Newt bit his lip. What was he suppose to say? Not that it was awkward, it's just his first time talking about this with the mother of whom his dating. He never got the chance to meet Minho's parents because apparently they were homophobic and, while they tolerated Minho being bisexual, they were bot okay with him dating Newt.

"I just hoped that by now, you two were officially together." Ana ended as she finished cooking her eggs.

"Me too." Newt whispered.

"Then why aren't you?" Ana inquired once she placed the plate on the table and sat right across from Newt who was done cooking a full pack of bacons.

"I-I chickened out." Newt said.

"Why? He likes you. You like him. What's more to need?" Ana said, flailing her arms around.

"I love him." Newt whispered in a low voice. It just came blurting out! He did not like the term "like" because what he felt for Tommy was more than that.

"WHAT?!" Ana squealed but quickly covered her mouth when he heard a groan from the living room. Newt froze in his spot when he heard the couch springing back to form signaling that Thomas was getting up.

Ana looked at him and mouthed, 'You and I will continue this later' with a grin on her face.

"Mom?" Thomas croaked out as he appeared on the kitchen. His hair was all messed up and he was scratching his tummy. Newt can't help but adore the brunette even more. God, he was so in love.

"Hey, sweetie." Ana said.

"Newt?" Thomas asked in a confused voice when he saw Newt, "You helped mom cook?" Newt chuckled.

"Got more talents up my sleeve, Tommy." Newt said smugly. He noticed Thomas looking at the plate of bacon in front of Newt and flashed the blonde a smile.

"Cooking bacon does not require a lot of talent." Thomas chuckled and came closer.

"Shut up." Newt said as he felt his cheeks redden.

"Awe!" Thomas cooed as he hugged Newt from behind, causing Ana to grin from ear to ear. "Is my baby embarrassed?"

"Not as much as you as soon as you realize how bad your breath smells." Newt countered, laughing as Thomas stumbled back and covered his mouth. Ana laughed loudly.

"Gargle some water, Tom." She said, "And go upstairs and wake Chuck up. He still needs to go to school."

Thomas nodded and quickly made his way up. Newt chuckled at that as he picked up the plate of bacon and placed it on the dinning table. When he turned around, he saw Ana, grinning widely at him like she had the funniest joke to tell him.

"Um..." Newt said when he got uncomfortable with the creepy staring.

"You're in love with my son?" Ana said as she stalked towards him, arms knotted together. Newt only managed to slur word together as Ana came closer. "Maybe we should have the talk so that we set some boundaries about your relationship with Tommy." Ana teased, still holding back a laugh.

Newt only thank the heavens when Chuck came running down the stairs and screaming "Bacons!"

Newt finally let go of the breath he was holding when Ana turned towards the excited boy.

Ana kissed the boy and sat him down on the table. Newt sat next to him and he smiled at Chuck, "Ready for school, buddy?"

"Yup!" Chuck beamed and Newt could only ruffle the boy's hair which made the younger chuckle.

They all started eating and chatting happily when Thomas finally went back to the kitchen, kissing Newt's cheek as he danced around the table. Newt chuckled a little at that but was quickly replaced by a shy blush when he saw Ana grinning.

"Hey," Ana said after a few moments of silence, "i need you boys to go grab some things for me at the grocery. I'd go but I have to drop Chuck off to school and work wanted me to cone earlier than expected. Will that be okay?"

Thomas looked at Newt and Newt nodded. "We'll do it." Thomas said, his mouth half-full.

"We're not getting that! Put that down!" Newt scolded Thomas as he skipped towards the blonde with a toilet plunger. He was normally more "mature" than this. The brunette was extra happy today and maybe that's where he got his energy from.

"We might need it!" Thomas said as he showed Newt the red plunger. Newt only sighed and pushed the cart they were lugging around.

"Yeah," Newt sighed, "When I finally decide I've had enough of you and I take that plunger and beat you to the head with it." Thomas chuckled behind him. Newt was gonna turn to the next aisle when he felt a hand grab his arms and he was yanked. He was starting to protest when a pair of lips pressed against his.

Newt wanted to push Thomas off him but the way Thomas caressed his back made it difficult to pull back. Newt kissed back and placed his hands on Thomas' shoulders. The kiss was obnoxiously loud and Newt thanked the heavens that there were only a few people here at 10 in the morning. It was intoxicating though. Kissing Thomas was amazing and once they start doing it, it's kind of difficult for Newt to stop. That's why when Thomas pulled back from the kiss, he chased Thomas' lips hoping for more.

"We're in a public place, Newt." Thomas chuckled and Newt only groaned in response. Teasing bastard.

"Then why did you ravish my bloody mouth just then?" Newt managed to ask without his voice cracking.

"Because I'm happy." Thomas grinned at him and Newt swore his heart was beating 100 times per minute. How the hell did this guy get to be hot and adorable at the same time?

Newt laughed at him and he turned back to their forgotten cart and pushed again as they made their way to the frozen aisle. Newt looked for the ice cream Ana wanted to get and when he managed to find it ("Rocky Road only, Newt. Chuck hates it when there's no nuts."), he made a grab for it but his hands got suddenly grabbed another pair of hands.

Newt sighed as once again Thomas was interrupting their supposedly productive day. Thomas intertwined their fingers together and he was stupidly smiling at their intertwined fingers.

"Tommy."

"Yeah?"

"Give me my hand back." Newt wiggled his arms so that Thomas would look at him and not their hands.

"But I like holding it." Thomas answered, pouting his lips.

"God, what's gotten into you?" Newt asked, faking an annoyed voice. He's actually enjoying this clingy Thomas.

"Nothing." Thomas blushed, "I'm just glad you came back."

"I'm not really from this place, Tommy." Newt chuckled, "Were was I suppose to go?"

Newt laughed a little but that ended abruptly when Thomas' smile fell. Newt knew he said the wrong thing. Ugh.

"O-Okay. Sorry." Thomas stuttered as he hung his head down and placed his hands back into his pockets, leaving Newt's cold.

"Tommy," Newt called, "That's not what I meant."

Thomas just stayed silent and Newt had to bite his lip. Why do I have to be such an asshole?! He approached Thomas and hugged him and hid his face into Thomas' neck. Thomas grew stiff for a second but he hugged Newt back.

"I'm sorry." Newt whispered, "I didn't mean to ruin your good mood."

"It's fine. I know why you came back. I just-"

"I love you."

Newt just had to say it. Not because he wanted an easy way put but because he needed to remind Thomas. He loved him. He loves his Tommy.

"I love you too."

Newt smiled and kissed Thomas' neck as he pulled away from the hug. "Now, let's get Chuck his nut-covered ice cream."

Thomas chuckled as Newt grabbed the ice cream and proceeded to the next order of business. Little did he know that this time, it was him who took Thomas' hand as they walked and intertwined them together. The grin on Thomas' face made Newt incredibly proud of himself.