Everyone was laughing from the story Minho talked about back when he and Gally went to school together. Everyone except Thomas of course. He kept hitting the ground with his stick, giving a fake smile to whoever gets a glimpse of him frowning. It was infuriating and irritating that Gally was here. Why was everybody laughing?! The story was not even that funny!

Thomas snarled softly when he turned his head and saw that Newt was smiling too, trying to contain the laughter that was threatening to escape. Thomas' body was filled with jealousy. He grabbed Newt's waist and pulled him closer to his body, which earned a surprised yelp from the blonde. Thomas inched closer to Newt's ears before he whispered "Mine" to his ear.

"Yours, Tommy." Newt assured Thomas as he smiled and pecked him lightly on the cheek, "More s'mores?"

Thomas nodded and rested his head on Newt's shoulders as the blonde skewered his stick to 2 marshmallows and introduced them to the fire. They stayed like that for another hour before each one of them retreated back to their tents. Gally did brought his own tent but it was smaller than the other ones so he finished setting his tent in no time.

"Let's call it a night, Newt." Thomas yawned as Ben and Sonya started their way to their own tents. He was in the process of standing up when he felt a hand grab his wrist.

"Let's stay for a little while." Newt whispered.

Thomas made a confused face. It was already 1 in the morning and he was really sleepy now but of course he would not turn Newt down. He would sleep here if the blonde asked him to. So, without much resistance, he say back down and took Newt for a hug. Thomas hummed through their position and he can feel himself drifting off.

"Hey, Tommy?" Thomas jolted awake when the voice startled him. He was only capable of creating a small moan through his throat to acknowledge Newt. "I've never made out with anyone in front of a campfire before. Wanna help me out?"

"You wanna kiss in front of a campfire under the stars, in the middle of the woods?" Thomas' consciousness was slowly starting to come back again. "Geez, and you call me a sap."

Thomas laughed a little too loudly but was silenced immediately when a pair of slightly cold lips collided with his. Newt was kissing him and Thomas was still incredibly sleepy and shocked that he was not able to kiss back. When he felt Newt pull back from disappointment, he chased after the sweet lips. Thomas moved his lips in rhythm with Newt's. The blonde slowly wrapped his arms around Thomas' neck and Thomas hands snaked their way to the blonde's hips.

The kiss was passionate, slow, sensual and... hot. There are no other words for it, really. It was so nice and tender that Thomas can't help but smile through the kiss. Thomas swiped Newt's lower lip, begging for entrance and Newt let out a muffled groan before Thomas' tongue attack Newt's. It was heavenly.

"Hey, guys do you- uh..." Newt's arms was discarded too quickly from Thomas' neck, and Newt's soft lips retreated back, much to Thomas' annoyance. He can't complain that much though because Newt's lips were swollen and red and his face was bowing down, clearly a little ashamed that they got caught kissing.

"What's wrong, Gally?" Thomas asked, albeit annoyingly.

Gally stared at them for a little while before shaking his head and responding, "I was just wondering if you have some mosquito repellants. I heard you guys were still out here and I just... Sorry, I'll go." Gally said awkwardly before slipping back to his tent and shutting it.

Newt chuckled and looked up to Thomas again. "What's so funny?" He asked the blonde.

"You."

"What?" Thomas asked, getting defensive.

"It's kinda funny and adorable when you get jealous of him." Newt answered, pure amusement still on his face.

"Don't play with me Newt." Thomas warned the blonde.

"Or what Tommy?"

Thomas' inhibitions lowered and he was kissing the blonde again. Newt huffed through the kiss but responded to it nonetheless. Newt pulled back and trailed to the tent. Thomas smirked, he always thought what it was like having sex out in the woods. Thomas followed suit but as he entered the tent, Newt was all wrapped in a blanket like a burrito. Thomas would have felt irritated for not getting sex but the sheer cuteness of his boyfriend made up for it.

"Get in here, Tommy!" Newt called making grabby hands. Thomas grinned and slipped inside the blanket too, spooning the blonde boy.

"Good night, Tommy."

"Good night, babe."

Thomas was woken by a very loud shout from the outside. He squinted when the sun hit his face when he stood up too quickly. When his eyes finally adjusted, he saw Sonya holding a spatula or something, trying to fry some eggs and bacon. Thomas scoffed, Sonya can't cook to save her life. He turned back to wake up the blonde but he realized Newt was not there anymore. He slipped on his jacket and got out the tent.

"Mornin' shank!" Minho clasped his back and breathed deeply.

"Morning." Thomas croaked, god his throat felt dry, "Have you seen Newt?"

"No." Minho shook his head, "Ask the girls. They woke up early." Minho patted his back and made his way back to his and Brenda's tent.

Thomas saw that Brenda was closer so he approached the girl first.

"Hey, Bren!" Thomas called. Brenda turned around and gave him a beaming smile. She was holding a plate of eggs and bacon.

"Good Morning, mister!" She danced towards him, "Food?"

"Did Sonya cook them?"

"Nope. I did."

"Then I'll have some." He smiled at the girl and grabbed a stick of bacon. Not he did not trust Sonya, it's her cooking he does not trust. "Hey, have you seen Newt?"

"Yeah." Brenda answered, turning her back to him to set the table up, "Ben, Gally and Newt just went to the river to catch some fishes. Ben's father was a fisherman, so I was told." She gladly informed the brunette.

Beyond her knowledge, Thomas was fuming inside. He can't believe Newt would do that! Not with Ben but with Gally! He knew how Thomas felt about the guy and yet he keeps hanging out with him! Call him selfish but that's just wrong.

"You okay?" He snapped back to reality when Brenda called for him, "Do you need water?"

"N-No. I'm fine." He croaked out, he gave her a smile and turned away. He would follow the guys to the ricer but he did not know where that was. Minho was a lost cause since only Brenda knows the nooks and crannies of this forest. He could ask Brenda but that would raise suspicion and she might get all investigator Brenda on him. So there was nothing to do but wait.

Thomas sat on the log, rubbing his fingers together. Why was it so damn cold?! He shivers and stared at the rocks. He can't help but obsesses about the fact that Gally might have planned this. It was so obvious that the prick was still hung up on Newt. Horny bastard. Thomas picked some rocks and threw then away out of frustration.

"Hey!" He heard Sonya shout.

"Sorry!"

"I'm your sister! How could you!" Sonya shouted back and gave him a nasty look, "Come and help me here. I'm dying." She gestured to the pan in front of her.

Brenda wanted to have this camping trip as organic as possible so they were not allowed to bring butane so they had to build their own fire, which was a pain on it's own. This was the digital age, for god's sake.
Thomas grabbed another spatula and flipped the eggs on the pan.

"Why are you so jealous of Gally?" Sonya asked. Thomas' cheeks suddenly turned red with embarrassment. How did she notice?

"What are you talking about?"

"Don't lie to me, Tom."

Thomas craned his head towards the pan, the sizzling of the eggs seemed much more interesting to him. In his peripheral vision, he can see the blonde girl crossing her arms and tapping her feet impatiently. It was kind of intimidating.

"Tom." She warned.

"I just don't like him okay." Thomas decided so spill just a little. Sonya would throw a fit if she finds out that Newt and Gally had a thing before.

"Why?" She pressed on.

"I don't like the way he stares at Newt."

She scoffed and giggled as she made her way to the table and grabbed the uncooked bacons. He stared at her questioningly when she strode back.

"Seriously?" She asked, her face more serious now.

"What?" He asked, a bit mildly intrigued.

"Well," she started as she handed the plate with bacons to Thomas, "Brenda and I were talking and we noticed how Gally was looking at you last night." She shrugged and made her way around the pan. What? Gally looking at him? What are they on to?

"What do you mean?" He asked, propping his elbows to his knees.

"We kinda, sorta thought he might..." She trailed off, seeming like she does not want to say anything.

"I swear to god Sonya..."

"He might like you, okay." She said, arms wailing out.

Thomas' face was scrunched up. Gally liking him? No way. He was into Newt. The guy basically drooled over the blonde. How can Sonya and Brenda say that.

"That's crazy."

"Hey! Girl's intuition." She yelled, "We're always almost right."

Before Thomas can even answer he sass back, he heard laughter coming from the left side of the woods. He craned his head towards the sound and saw the three boys coming out. Newt was all wet and Gally was at his side, laughing. Ben was at the back, smiling too, lugging the basket that held the fishes that they caught. Thomas stood up and made his way to them.

"Tommy!" Newt beamed when he saw Thomas approaching and the brunette can't help but smile as the blonde ran to him, "Good morning!" The blonde said as he went to kiss Thomas in the lips. Thomas immediately moved away, not because he did not want Newt to kiss him, but because of the smell.

"You stink." He said, covering his nose.

"Boy, do you know how to charm a guy." Newt punched him lightly on the shoulder. "I'm gonna take a bath."

"Yeah. You should." Thomas said, pushing Newt towards the direction. "You all should." He gestured to the rest of the guys.

"Good that." Ben saluted but went towards the table where the cooler was at and brought the fishes there.

Thomas and Gally was left there standing. The smile on Gally's face would have irritated Thomas but with the things that Sonya told him, he can't help but feel awkward.

"You should shower after Newt." He informed the guy.

"Yeah, I'll do that. Can't risk having you guys avoid me." He went ahead and patted Thomas' back and winked at him. Winked!

Thomas brain was scattered. Was Brenda and Sonya right? They couldn't be! The shank liked Newt! Thomas was confused but if turned out to be true then he'll be amused. Not because having someone liking him was pleasurable, but because he did not have anything to worry about Gally hitting on Newt while being here. Or maybe that was Gally's tactic. Make him believe that Gally was into him so that he'll let his guard down. His brain was hurting from all this overthinking.

"What are you doing?" He snapped back to reality and realized he was standing in the middle of the forest, staring at nothing. Minho was at his side, looking at him like he was crazy. Maybe he is.

"Being paranoid." He breathlessly answered.

"Well, stop that and have breakfast with us. Newt just got out of the shower." Minho called and made his way back to the table. Thomas just followed, scratching the back of his head.