Thomas was fidgeting on his seat, trying his very best not to hold Newt's hands on the table. They were sitting in silence for maybe about 10 minutes not and it was becoming unbearable. It would have been better if Sonya was here, she was a blabber mouth and her skills kept things from being awkward, but no, she just had to go out tonight.
He turned to Newt and he noticed the blonde was all hunched up and he was sporting a worried look on his face. 'Fuck it.' He thought and just grabbed the blonde's hands, squeezing it tightly.
Newt snapped his head and gave Thomas an alarming look, blushing in the process. Thomas just gave him a heartily chuckle and went to watch his parent's reaction.
"Well..." Thomas' mom started and it made him swallow hard, "A-Are you two... um." She was lost for words and compensated it with hand gestures.
"Yes. It's only still very knew. Not more than a week." Thomas said confidently, he wanted to applaud himself. Not that his parents were jerks, they were lovely people but they have a very traditional beliefs and Thomas thought him dating another boy would not fit in with them. Thomas studied his parents who kist gave him a nod.
"Does your parents know about this?" Thomas' dad asked directly at Newt. The blonde visibly stiffened and stuttered.
"Y-Yes, M-Mr. Edison." Newt bit his lip and he can feel the blonde's clammy hands.
"Excuse him. He's nervous." Thomas added and gave Newt a loving smile while rubbing the blonde's hand on the table.
"How did you two meet?" Thomas' mom asked, smiling at the two boys.
Thomas' blood ran cold. He can feel a huge lump on his throat and he can't speak. How was he gonna the them how they met? They screwed each other on the boy's locker room the minute they got the chance?! No! That would end this relationship immediately! He can't have that! Not when Newt was very perfect!
"Tommy helped me with an assignment and when I kept failing to understand the concept, he tutored me. And well..." Newt broke off and looked at Thomas fondly, "it went from there."
"Well, our boy is smart." Mr. Edison added and smiled happily. Were they easing up to this? Maybe they are but Thomas needed to keep his guard up. And he mentally noted himself to thank Newt for thinking on his feet.
"Tommy?" Mrs. Edison leaned on the table, "Tom here does not like that nickname. He does not even let us use it." She smiled and looked at Thomas knowingly. "Why is that?" She added.
"I-It's the accent, I s-suppose." He said, blushing creeping up to him. He never really told Newt about that. He never even corrected the blonde. It sounded natural and adoring when it came from the blonde. He turned to Newt who had a smug look on his face.
"Really, Tommy? You don't like that nickname?" He teased. Thomas chuckled sarcastically and turned to his mom again, who was trying to hold back a laugh.
"Shut up." He whispered to Newt, "It's a good thing I like you." Thomas added and the blonde just chuckled.
Thomas' mom leaned on her chair and looked at her husband earnestly. Thomas suddenly felt nervous. They did that when they finally made up their mind about something. Oh, God. This was it. Oh, God. He can't breathe.
"Thomas..." Mr. Edison started only for him to be interrupted by Thomas.
"Look, mom dad. I like him. So much. And I don't really care if you say that this is not normal. I've never felt this way before and I don't know what I'll do if you tear him away from me. Newt makes me smile and I can tell I make him smile too. Please. Please don't make me stay away from him. Please. I beg you." Thomas breathlessly rambled as he finished. He did not even realize he was squeezing Newt's hand pretty tightly.
"As I was saying..." Mr. Edison spoke after a few minutes of shock, eying Thomas in a weird way, "Me and your mom thinks that this, what you two have, is still very knew and we feel like it would be unfair for us to judge your relationship this early. So, we guys are off the hook for now." He smiled and Thomas then at Newt. The blonde sighed in relief and thanked Thomas' parents for understanding but Thomas was not having it. He was still eying them suspiciously.
"What do you want?" He said in a low voice, like challenging them.
"TOMMY!" Newt said, slapping Thomas' arm with his free hand. Thomas' parents looked at each other before chuckling.
"We just want you to bring him here for dinner every other week. You know, so we can keep tabs on you two. No biggie. Just 3 dinners and when everything seems well, we will not intrude anymore." She smiled fondly and turned to Newt, "I like you, Mr. I have never seem Tom this happy before." She whispered and stood up, grabbing the plates and ordering her husband to do the same. She dismissed the boys and they ran upstairs.
Thomas was still in shock. They took it well! Who would have thought. He entered his room first, still staring at nothing. When he heard the door close he faced Newt.
"Well, that went bloody-mmph" he was silenced when Thomas lunged toward him and kissed the air out of the blonde. Newt was surprised at first but kissed back after awhile. Thomas pulled back and grinned.
"I think I really do love you." He whispered against Newt's lips before kissing the blonde again.
"I love you too." Newt said when Thomas gave them room to breathe again. They both chuckled and went to bed, grabbing the things they needed to do after they texted their friends about what they missed that afternoon. Thomas sighed happily and got to work, keeping Newt close to him as possible.