Thomas walked through the hallways all smiles and happy. He made Newt happy and it was all that matters right now. He was in the heavens, the daze from last night lingered inside him and he was still taken. He basically hummed his way to his locker with an idiotic grin on his face. He should feel stupid for swooning but it feels so good to even complain about it.

"Lovestruck suits you." He heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Hey, Minho." Thomas smiled at the boy beside him and continued flipping through his stuff in his locker.

"Not even an insult. You must really be in cloud nine right now." Minho snickered. Thomas would have flipped the guy off but he was right. He was in cloud9 and all because of Newt. Damn, he knew he liked the blonde but not this much, not that he was complaining.

"Let's just get to class, dude." Thomas grinned and made his way to his class.

Upon arriving at their classroom, Thomas seated happily on his seat while waiting for the blonde. He was excited to see him. Minutes later, a familiar mop of blonde hair appeared on the door. Thomas was suppose greet the blonde but he was pined down to his seat, mouth open. Newt was wearing a plain white shirt which was hugging his body tight, black skinny jeans, and his converse. He knew it was not much and Newt would have probably just put it on without thought but it made Thomas' pants tighten. Thomas shifted on his seat to hide the growing boner he is sporting.

Newt sat on his chair at the front and looked around. When he finally saw Thomas he ginned at him and sent him a wink. Thomas was blushing and sulking. Here it was again, him being shy of Newt. They have had sex with each other, taken the blonde to a date and kissing him in front of his parents yet here he was still timid around Newt.

The class progressed with Thomas just looking at Newt. The blonde had put on his glasses (for the first time) and it made Thomas curse. Newt looked adorable and hot at the same time and he wondered how a person could do that. He was so obvious that his seatmate told him to stop drooling. He shrugged it off trying his best to listen to the lesson but for some reason his eyes kept positioning for the doable blonde in front. Then his pants vibrated.

Newt: You've got to stop staring.

Thomas: Not my fault you wore those clothes to school.

Newt: I knew you'd like it. ;)

Thomas: YOU EVIL PRICK!

Newt: How's those pants holding up, chief?

Thomas: I'll come over later?

Newt: You can wait that long? Impressive.

Thomas: Stop teasing! I don't want to do it here. I want us to be as loud as possible.

Newt: Hmm. What do you have in mind? ;)

Thomas: You have any handcuffs?

Newt: You know, I like it when you get all kinky.

Thomas looked up when the teacher finally dismissed the class. He got his things and went straight to Newt when everyone was finally out.

"It's just the first subject of the day and you're already making me flustered." Thomas smirked at the sitting blonde. He leaned in and pecked Newt on the cheek.

"Just my natural talent." Newt said as Thomas pulled back.

"Smart mouth."

"With the right equipment, of course." Newt stared at Thomas with a smug look on his face. Thomas always liked it when Newt was playing with him. The blonde looked so innocent but when given the chance, can become the master of foreplay. Thomas took Newt's bag and put it on his shoulders as they walked out together. Newt kept his distance though thinking that maybe Thomas was not yet ready for touching publicly. Thomas then grabbed Newt an brought him to his side.

"You're so far away." Thomas smiled at Newt. They were walking closely and he felt the blonde relax. When they finally saw Minho, Brenda and Sonya they exchanged hello's and chats. Sonya, on the other hand, was looking strangely at Thomas. She pulled him at the side.

"What's going on?" Sonya asked, knotting her arms together.

"What?" Thomas asked. He don't really know what was happening.

"You and Newt are standing very close to each other." Sonya stated the obvious, "He was avoiding us last week, yeah?"

"Um... We talked. It's nothing to worry about. He just had something on his mind. It's cool." Thomas quickly thought. He needed to keep this a secret for now. Not that he was ashamed, hell he was ready to scream it out loud that he liked Newt but it's really going great and he wanted to live in their own bubble as of now.

"Are you sure? I mean do you know that Newt's..." Sonya looked behind his friends and turned to Thomas again. "..gay?"

Thomas' eyebrow scrunched and gave Sonya a judgmental look. He was kind of disappointed at Sonya, not just for Newt but for both of them. If Sonya was being like this now, how would she react if she knew that they were sleeping together?

"Yeah. I know." Thomas said, feeling the strain in his voice.

"Are you okay with that?" Sonya asked.

"Of course! Newt's a friend and whether he likes pussies or dicks, I don't much care." Thomas defended. He really did not care what Newt likes because Thomas really liked the blonde. Although, he had to thank someone because for now, Newt liked him.

"Okay. Just making sure." Sonya said with a smile and left him. Was Sonya afraid that Newt might make a move on him or is she really just worried that Thomas' might treat Newt differently? Thomas wanted to scream. No, he needed to control himself.

Thomas went back to the group and went beside Newt. He stared at the blonde, blocking everything that anyone was saying. He was just staring at Newt, who was laughing with the group. Thomas' brain was wrecked with thoughts. He really liked Newt and he hated how he had to hide it from everyone. No one really mattered. Thomas was maybe staring to hard because he heard his name get called but his eyes were not leaving the blonde. Newt turned to him and gave him a confused look. Thomas' eyes averted to Newt's lips and read 'You okay, Thomas?' as the blonde talked. Thomas winced and he knew he can't control himself anymore.

"Don't call me that and fuck the bubble." Thomas said and launched towards Newt's lips. Thomas moved against a stiff Newt and did not stop until Newt relaxed. After a few moments, Newt was kissing back. Thomas felt like a winner as he snaked his hands towards Newt's face, deepening the kiss. Newt pulled back first and rested his head on Thomas' forehead. They lingered on that position until they heard a cough. Thomas turned to his friends and saw them with mouths hanging open, staring at them with disbelief. Not Minho though. He was grinning like an idiot, like he just won a large prize.

"Told you they were doing each other!" He nudged Brenda on her shoulders and the girl jumped a little.

"Um." Thomas started and scratched his head.

"Hey, man. It's cool. I mean I've noticed it back at the study party. Those innuendos were not exactly subtle, Newt." Minho barked.

"S-Sorry." Newt said, blushing like a tomato. Thomas just smiled.

"Brenda?" Thomas asked.

"Um... Oh! Um. Yeah! I mean, it's great! Just taken me by surprise is all. Minho's does not get it right often." Brenda suddenly relaxed and smiled the two.

"Thank you." Thomas said and held Newt's hands.

"What the fuck?!" Sonya yelled which made the rest of them jump.

"Sonya, I'm sorry. I just-" Thomas started.

"WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL ME?!" Sonya was red with anger.

"Sonya, I made the move first, I'm sorry." Newt silently added.

"Shut up, Newt!" Sonya yelled. Thomas wanted to tell her off but Newt held him back. "Look, whatever this is, is not okay! Two guys?! Just no! Thomas, you'll go to hell!" Sonya screamed again. Thomas can't believe his sister was saying these things. She was supportive and caring, not this.

"Sonya, that's not fair." Newt said.

"WHAT'S NOT FAIR IS YOU DRAGGING MY BROTHER INTO YOUR OWN MESS!" Sonya pointed at Newt. Thomas quickly shoved it back to her side.

"Don't talk to him like that!" Thomas raised his voice but did not yell. How could Sonya do this?

"We'll discuss this back at home, Thomas!" Sonya yelled and quickly stormed off. Thomas felt his world slowly crumble down. She'll tell their parents and Thomas was not ready for that.

His internal struggle suddenly did not matter when he heard the sniffle from his side. He turned and saw Newt was silently crying. He hugged the blonde and just comforted him.

"Sorry, T-Tommy." Newt stuttered.

"No, it's not your fault, Newt." Thomas assured the blonde, caressing the back of his head. He felt the blonde relax against him and it made Thomas relax too.

"She's just startled, you guys." Brenda chimed in. Thomas turned to the girl and gave her a smile, appreciating her support.

"Yeah. She'll come around." Minho chuckled, trying his best to lighten the mood. "So, you guys huh? When? How?" Minho nudged them. Thomas was about to flip the boy off when he felt Newt chuckled on his chest. Newt pulled off and looked at their friends. His eyes were still red but he was smiling.

"I kind of led him to the boy's locker room 2 weeks ago." Newt chuckled at the memory. Minho just looked at them in disbelief.

"THAT TIME YOU WERE ALL FLUSTERED AND YOU SAID YOU JUST WENT TO BATHROOM?!" Minho punched Thomas on his arms and just laughed.

"Easy there, tiger." Brenda held her boyfriend back.

"Yeah yeah." Thomas said.

"So, was it good?" Minho inquired. Brenda shoved him and just pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Seriously?" Thomas asked, pulling the laughing blonde next to him.

"Hey, not my fault you guys got it on the first day." Minho threw his hands up.

"Slim it, Minho." Thomas warned and just looked at Brenda. Brenda got the message and excused themselves. After they were gone, Thomas turned to Newt.

"You okay?" Thomas asked, wrapping his arms around Newt's waist.

"Yeah. Just surprised." Newt gave Thomas a reassuring smile. Caressing the brunette's chest.

"Good that." Thomas kissed the blonde again, this time a lot longer and wetter.

Thomas dreaded going back home and leaving Newt. He wanted to be with the blonde rather than his sister but he was here now and he had to face this.

"I'm home!" Thomas shouted and placed his key on the bowl right next to the door.

"Upstairs!" Sonya yelled back and Thomas knew why she wanted him up there. Thomas sighed and headed up. He knocked at Sonya's door and entered.

"Hey." Sonya smiled at him. Thomas just stood there and looked at her. "Look, sorry about earlier. I just really was surprised." Sonya's face fell.

"But you're not okay with me and Newt, right?" Thomas directly said to her, not wanting anymore segue.

"No! No! I think Newt is great! I just..." Sonya trailed off.

"Just?" Thomas asked, coldly if he may add.

"I just... I have a crush on him." Sonya silently said.

Just then, all anger that Thomas was feeling was suddenly lifted and was replaced by guilt. Sonya liked Newt! Thomas' expression changed and he sat next to his sister in the bed.

"Sonya, I-I'm sorry." Thomas said and held her hands.

"No, no. I knew he was not straight. I should've known better." Sonya confessed. They stayed silent for a couple of moments. "So, you two?" Sonya forced a smile.

"Yeah." Thomas smiled back and stared at his feet.

"Hey," Sonya held Thomas' hands, "You are still going to tell mom and dad, and who knows how they'll react, so I'm willing to bury my feelings to support you." Sonya flashed him her most genuine smile that made Thomas relax.

"You haven't told them yet?" Thomas was afraid to ask but he had too. If she had, then he would like some time to prepare.

"I was about to but..." Sonya looked down, "You are my brother and I only like the best for you."

"Thank you, Sonya." Thomas cheered, taking his sister for a hug. Sonya hugged him back and chuckled.

"You're welcome, bro. Just promise me something."

"Yeah?"

"Don't tell anyone about my crush on Newt and you have to tell me every detail about your relationship!"

"Sure."

Thomas was relieved to hear that Sonya was on board with them. They stayed hugging for a while and Sonya pulled back. Thomas thanked her again and went to his room. He laid on his bed and called Newt.

Thomas: Hey.

Newt: H-Hey, ugh- how'd it go.

Thomas: Brenda was right, she was just surprised. She just needed some time, that's all.

Newt: So, sh-she's okay w-with us?

Thomas: Yeah. Absolutely.

Newt: Ok-kay. Mmmmm.

Thomas: Um. Are you okay?

Newt: B-Better now. T-Talk to me T-Tommy. *sigh*

Thomas was silent for a while and listened to Newt sighing and grunting. What the hell was the other doing on the other line?

Newt: T-Tommy?

Thomas: Sorry. Um, what are you doing exactly?

Newt: What - ugh - do you th-think? UGH!

Thomas was silenced a little when Newt was grunting a little to loudly now. He was about to ask again if he was okay when he heard the blonde moan. Thomas' eyes widened as it dawned on him what Newt was doing.

Thomas: A-Are you f-finger-?

Newt: Wanna c-come over?

Thomas felt himself tighten from Newt's heavy breathing and slightly loud moans.

Thomas: And do w-what?

Newt: I don't k-know. Fuck me s-senseless? Just come here. P-Please.

Thomas does not have to be told otherwise. He got up and got everything he needed. His keys and some clothes (maybe he'll stay over). He ran to the stairs, his brain was not making his body move but his organ. Thomas wanted to get there as fast as he can. Imagining Newt fingering himself was stimulating enough.