In the stillness of the night, Thomas woke abruptly, the stifling heat suffocating the cool tranquility he had been enjoying. Instinctively, he reached over to Newt's side of the bed, seeking comfort in his presence, but found the space empty and cold. A wave of unease washed over him as he scanned the room, calling out for Newt, yet no response came. "Newt?" He asked, as his eyes scanned the darkness for any sign of the blonde.
Panic gripped him when he did not receive a reply, Thomas bolted out of bed, his heart thudding in his chest as he dashed through the house, desperately calling out Newt's name into the darkness. The night was filled with an unsettling silence, only broken by his frantic cries. As he stumbled outside, the sight of Harriet and Sonya brought a glimmer of hope. They were walking towards him, Newt in tow, who appeared to be in a trance as they held his arms to lead him. "Newt!" Thomas called as he ran towards his partner.
Harriet, seeing the worry etched on Thomas's face, was quick to reassure him "He's okay, he's just sleepwalking".
Relief flooded through Thomas, yet a shadow of concern lingered. Sleepwalking was new territory—something Newt had never experienced before, and Thomas could not help but feel anxious about the underlying cause. "He's never sleepwalked before. I thought that he was hurt or that something had happened".
"We were watching the shooting stars when he wandered onto the beach. He's okay, probably best to lock the door just in case he goes on another stroll". Sonya suggested as she guided Newt towards Thomas
Thomas nodded, placing his hand on Newt's lower back as he relaxed "Thanks for bring him home".
"No problem, goodnight" Harriet nodded, waving to Thomas as he led him back to their house.
Determined to ensure Newt's safety, Thomas barricaded the door securely behind them. He guided his boyfriend gently back to their bed, his mind racing with thoughts of stress and its hidden impacts. As Newt settled back into a peaceful sleep, Thomas lay beside him, his thoughts a whirlwind, aching for answers and hoping for tranquility to return. Little did he know that someone else had been watching him and Newt from the tree line before they were safely in their home.
The rest of the night was uneventful, aside from Newt tossing and turning in his sleep, his dreams seemed to be less frightful compared to how they often were. Thomas on the other hand, barely slept. His sleep was interrupted by the insufferable heat and worrying about his partner's wellbeing. The nightmares were one thing, but sleepwalking was another, there was no doubt in Thomas's mind that Newt's stress was caused by the sudden appearance of Teresa and her persistent comments since she had arrived just over a week ago.
By the time the sun had began to rise, Thomas had given up on sleep all together. Instead, opting to sit alone with his thoughts until the feeling of a hand smoothing across his chest captured his attention "Morning, beautiful" he greeted, earring a gentle smile from Newt.
"Morning" Newt yawned as he stretched, snuggling up against Thomas's side.
"Do you remember anything from last night?" Thomas asked, slowly rubbing Newt's upper arm.
"I dreamt about the Glade and the scorch, nothing bad" Newt answered.
Thomas sighed as he realised that he needed to tell Newt what had happened "I woke up last night and you were gone, when I went to find you Harriet and Sonya were bringing you back. You had sleepwalked all the way to the beach" Thomas explained as Newt looked up at him, now wide awake.
"What? I've never done that before" Newt said as he sat up slightly, leaning on his elbow as he looked at Thomas.
"I know, I'm going to ask Gally to put a lock on the door just in case because I was scared that you were hurt" Thomas said, sitting up slighting so that his back was leaning against the headboard.
Newt nodded as he sat up, rubbing the back of his neck "Sorry for scaring you".
"Hey" Thomas reached forwards, stroking back Newt's hair "Don't apologies for stuff like that. I'm just glad that Harriet and Sonya found you" he said as he leaned forwards "We'll manage this just like we always do".
Newt nodded and sighed 'That's not fair on you though' he thought as Thomas leaned in and kissed him.
The heat did not lessen as the day progressed, much to Thomas's and Gally's annoyance as they were asked to help build wooden shelters for people to sit at by the boat dock. A team soon assembled, consisting of Newt, Jorge, Vince, Brenda, Frypan and Gally.
Newt, Jorge, Vince, Brenda, Frypan, Gally, and Thomas were all working hard to build the shelters. Gally, working on sawing the wood, Thomas and Brenda securing the planks and logs and wooden planks with rope, whilst Frypan, Minho and Jorge secured the shelter from the inside, and Vince was creating a makeshift door as the heat bore down on them, thankful as Aris walked over with some water, handing it out to the group, whilst Newt straightened up to plan how they were going to secure the roof. He soon realised that he needed to get higher vantage point.
"Hey, Gally!" Newt called over to his friend as he grabbed a hammer and stuffed some nails into his pocket.
"Yeah?" Gally answered.
"I need a boost up" Newt said.
"Don't fall through the roof, Thomas would kill me" Gally stated as he walked over, holding his hands out with his fingers locked together for Newt to stand on.
"Don't you dare drop him" Thomas warned as Gally lifted Newt up onto the half-finished roof.
Newt pulled himself up onto the roof, kneeling as he began to hammer nails into the wooden planks to hold them together.
"You're crazy, Newt," Gally commented, shaking his head as he passed a wooden plank up to Newt.
Thomas laughed, a warm, affectionate sound. "He's our crazy," he said endearingly before calling over to Newt "You alright up there, baby?" He asked as he pulled his shirt off, overwhelmed by the heat.
"Well, none of you shanks were volunteering to climb up here. Someone had to!" Newt responded as he hammered the last nail in place "Pass up the next plank!" He took a moment to admire Thomas's toned physique, feeling a rush of affection before winking at his boyfriend.
Thomas shook his head and smiled as he got back to work, chuckling as Vince lifted the next plank of wood for the roof, seeming to be surprised by how strong Newt actually was as he lifted the plank of wood and positioned it carefully on the roof.
"I'm scared of heights" Minho said.
"That's bullshit, you've never minded heights before" Newt stated.
"That was until you, me and Thomas had to run and jump out of a window, and hope that we landed in a pool!" Minho pointed out causing Newt to laugh.
"The rescue mission was a success, and you had a bath" Thomas joked causing everyone else to laugh as Minho tossed an empty cup at him.
"Right, I'm having a break," Newt said once he had finished working on the roof.
Thomas walked over and reached up as Newt lowered himself down from the roof, holding onto Newt's hips to help him down.
"Thanks, Tommy" Newt smiled when he turned around and kissed Thomas, his heart fluttering when Thomas smiled at him before he turned and walked towards the boat dock to sit on a bench with a drink of water.
"It's too hot for this shit!" Brenda huffed as she walked over to sit with Newt.
"You're telling me" Vince said as he sat down, sipping his drink as he rubbed the sweat from his forehead.
"Newt doesn't seem to mind the heat" Brenda smirked, nudging Newt with her shoulder when she noticed that he was watching Thomas.
Newt chuckled as he brushed his hair away from his face "No comment" he smiled, not evening trying to hide how he was looking at Thomas.
The blissful moment was soon interrupted as Brenda's demeanour changed and her gaze sharpened into a glare "Incoming".
As Newt sipped his drink, he noticed that Teresa was walking over to Thomas and was attempting to flirt with him, whilst reaching to touch his arms as he kept moving away from her. A wave of insecurity washed over Newt, but it was quickly replaced by an idea. "Hold this" he handed his drink to Brenda, before he stood up just as Thomas walked away from Teresa. Newt felt his pulse race as he marched over to where Thomas was now standing.
Without hesitation, Newt reached for the hem of Thomas's cargo trousers and pulling him into a passionate kiss. Thomas responded instantly, placing a hand on the back of Newt's neck, whilst Newt held onto his waist and pulled him closer as they kissed so that their chests were pressed together.
Minho whistled before he laughed, enjoying the look of jealously on Teresa's face as Newt and Thomas kissed in front of her "Get em, Newt!"
Newt pulled back from the kiss and looked at Teresa, who was visibly annoyed. "Look, at this point you're just wasting your time. It's time to drop it," he said firmly.
"We'll see about that. Don't get too smug, Newt. You never know what the future might hold" Teresa tried to argue, her frustration evident, but eventually, she huffed and walked away, leaving Thomas and Newt entwined in each other's embrace.
"That was hot" Thomas said with a smirk.
Newt continued to watch Teresa to make sure that she had left and was not going to bother them anymore "Yeah well, I'm not sharing you with her".
Thomas smiled as Newt looked at him "You don't have to" he said before pulling Newt into another kiss, earning whistles from Brenda and Jorge.
"The look on her face was priceless" Brenda laughed.
Newt smiled as he pulled back from kissing Thomas and he looked at Brenda, but his attention was pulled back as he was lifted and flung over Thomas's shoulder "What? Tommy!" He laughed as Thomas began to walk away from the beach whilst carrying Newt.
"We're taking a break" Thomas stated as he glanced at Vince before he continued to carry Newt away from the beach.
Newt laughed as Thomas carried him to their house.
Thomas kicked the door shut before he carried Newt into their bedroom, flinging Newt down onto their bed and the blonde laughed. "You have no idea how sexy you are" Thomas said as he crawled onto the bed, leaning over Newt before he lowered himself down to meet their lips in a kiss.
Newt lost himself as he kissed Thomas, his body yearning for Thomas as a knee was pushed between his legs. The friction causing his back to arch as he moaned into the kiss, his pleasure only intensifying like electricity as Thomas moved to press hot kisses to the side of his neck.
Thomas and Newt lost all awareness of the world outside outside of their small house, too wrapped up in each other's arms and their vastly growing hunger for each other to care about anything else. A sense of confidence bloomed in Newt as he quickly flipped himself and Thomas over, now straddling Thomas's hips and smirking as Thomas smiled up at him.
Thomas took the opportunity to grind his crotch up, enjoying the look on Newt's face as he closed his eyes with a quiet gasp escaping his lips.
"Fuck" Newt breathed, his clothes feeling tight as he smoothed his hand across Thomas's chest.
Thomas could not help the sensation he felt, a deep want, a need to feel Newt. To caress every inch of his body, to give himself to Newt and to be vulnerable. He trailed his fingers up Newt's thighs, watching as Newt's chest rose and fell, a tint of red starting to bloom on his cheeks as Thomas sat up to look into Newt's eyes. He gently moved his hand on Newt's hip, slipping his fingers under Newt's top as he slowly moved his hand up under the sweat soaked fabric. Each touch feeling like a warm heat against the tips of his fingers, an insatiable hunger growing in him as he watched Newt's eyes close as the feeling of Thomas's touch sent a wave of pleasure coursing through him.
Newt shivered at the gentle touch, leaning in close and kissing Thomas as he began unbuttoning his kaki shirt "Take it off" he whispered.
The instruction was clear, and who was Thomas to deny Newt of his wish. With an unwavering ability, Thomas began to fumble with the buttons of Newt's shirt. With half of the buttons on his shirt undone, Newt pulled back from the kiss and allowed Thomas to lift the hem of his shirt, helping to pull it over his head before tossing it onto floor.
A thought lingered in the back of Newt's mind, the feeling of self doubt threatening to take ahold as the reality of his insecurities festered. A pit forming in his stomach as he battled to hold his composure.
"You're beautiful" Thomas said, his voice as gentle as his touch. Washing away all of Newt's worries.
Newt closed the space between them, pressing his lips against Thomas's as a need to feel Thomas took a hold. The feeling of Thomas's hands spreading across his back and grasping a hold of hips waist, chased away Newt's insecurities, allowing him to feel content with his own vulnerability.
Thomas had seen Newt naked enough times to know exactly where to touch him, how to make Newt's heart race and his words to be replaced by soft gasps and moan. He knew exactly how tracing his hands across Newt's body like a map to be explored, made Newt whimper. The sweet sound only making Thomas want more, his hunger growing for Newt as the blonde slowly began to rock his hips back and forth; causing Thomas to moan loudly as he gripped Newt's hips.
A soft whimper escaped Newt's lips as Thomas gripped his hips, he had always been sensitive to Thomas's calloused hands and their firm grip.
"Lie down, let me take care of you" Thomas whispered.
Newt considered the suggestion for a moment, lifting himself off of Thomas's lap and lying down on their bed as Thomas knelt between his legs, unfastening Newt's belt before slowly pulling his cargoes and boxers down and discarding them on the floor. Newt watched in anticipation as Thomas then unfastened his own cargos, standing up for a moment and pushing them and his boxers down his thighs, until they were in no longer an obstruction. Thomas then moved back to his position on the bed, kneeling between Newt's legs.
Newt found himself staring at Thomas, the sight of the sweat beading on his chest and forehead becoming increasingly inviting. Everything about Thomas was perfect, his hands, his legs, his toned stomach and chest, and especially his eyes. His deep hazel-coloured eyes entranced Newt, offering a reassurance that offered a feeling of safety and comfort. Something that Newt had craved for as long as he could remember.
"Are you alright? We can stop if it's too much" Thomas reassured, his eyes worried as he leaned down, resting his hand on the pillow next to Newt's head to hold himself up as he gently ran his hand down Newt's side.
Newt nodded, reaching a hand up to cup Thomas's cheek in his hand whilst running his other hand across Thomas's chest "I'm alright".
Thomas nodded, leaning down to kiss Newt as he moved his hand down to Newt's thigh, slowly lifting it up to hook around his waist.
The touches were gentle, but they almost drove Newt over the edge. The feeling of Thomas's hands gliding across him, touching him as he teased him were enough to make Newt's head go fuzzy; lost in the pleasure that Thomas's touch gave him. The feeling grew and his moans grew louder as Thomas's hand moved to a more intimate area, Newt reached his hand up to wrap around Thomas's neck, seeking something to hold onto as Thomas worked on prepping him.
The sensation was ethereal, but the wait was agonising. His yearning to feel Thomas only increasing by each second and touch "Tommy" he breathed.
"Ssshh let me take care of you. Let me make you feel good, baby" Thomas whispered as he leaned in, kissing Newt.
As always, Thomas was a man of his word. Taking great care to make Newt feel amazing with gentle touches and kissing his neck. Even as the room grew hot and both men were soaked in sweat, Thomas made sure that each touch was carefully placed in order to pleasure Newt. Bringing him close to the feeling of ecstasy before touches moved to slow, rhythmic movements. Each thrust, each kiss bringing them both closer to their peak as their moans and whimpers grew louder, unable to contain how each hard thrust made a warmth bubble in their stomachs.
Newt could not help but tense his muscles as the warmth in his stomach spread down to his toes, causing him to curl them as he scratched at Thomas's back, a string of moans escaping from the back of his throat as Thomas buried his face into the crook of Newt's neck. Thomas gave into his own temptations, biting down and sucking a litter of marks across Newt's neck before moving a hand up to Newt's other thigh, lifting him up slighting to adjust the angle, causing Newt to release as string of loud moans and pleads as Thomas continued to hit his sweet spot.
"Fuck, baby" Thomas moaned into Newt's neck, as the stimulation caused Newt to clench around him as he reached his orgasm, Thomas following only seconds later with a loud moan as he continued to ride out his own orgasm.
The weight of Thomas collapsing on top of him provided a sense of comfort to Newt, his arms find their way around Thomas as he held his boyfriend in a close embrace, as they both attempted to catch their breath. Something about being this close to Thomas made Newt feel safe, it was an unfamiliar but a welcomed feeling.
"Are you okay? Do you need anything?" Thomas asked as he slowly pulled out and walked towards the bathroom.
"I'm fine, Tommy. You don't need to worry about me so much, I'm not going to break" Newt answered as he pulled the covers over his legs and lap.
"I'll always worry about you" Thomas said as he emerged from the bathroom, holding a towel for Newt.
"Thanks" Newt smiled softly as Thomas handed him the towel.
Newt could not help but watch as Thomas walked towards the dresser and pulled out two pairs of clean boxers, before handing a pair to Newt "Are you alright?"
Thomas nodded as he pulled the boxers on and sat on the side of the bed "You did amazing".
"So did you" Newt smiled lovingly at Thomas.
Thomas leaned over and kissed Newt, a soft smile spreading across his face as he pulled back and stroked Newt's ruffled hair away from his face.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Newt asked, a warmth spreading through his heart as Thomas cupped his cheek in his large hand.
Thomas sighed "Because you're beautiful".
Newt smiled, a genuine happy smile as he moved to hug Thomas, he did not care that the covers had fallen off his waist as he straddled Thomas's lap. Thomas wrapped his arms around Newt, placing one hand on the back of his head as he held him in an embrace. The hug offered a gentle relief to Newt; he revelled in the safety provided by the protective arms of the man he loved.
The sweet moment was interrupted by the sound of a fist frantically banging on the front door, before someone threw it open and barged into the house asNewt scrambled to pull his shirt on.
"Newt, we need you to come and calm Gally down!" Minho shouted as he hurried into the bedroom.
"What the hell, Minho?" Newt yelled, trying o hide his stomach and chest.
"Knock much?" Thomas asked, crossing his arms.
"I did knock" Minho stated, glancing at Thomas before he turned back to Newt "Gally's raging at that group of assholes".
"What's happened?" Newt asked as he stood up, grabbing cargos off the floor.
"Brent, Jaren and Quinn were ganging up on Aries and Sonya" Minho explained "And then Teresa started on Harriet".
Newt sighed as he fastened his belt before he pulled his walking boots on, not bothering to retire the laces as he walked out of the house with Minho and Thomas following closely behind.
They walked briskly towards the meal station, tension mounting with each step. As they approached, the chaotic scene unfolded before them: Teresa and Harriet were locked in a heated argument, with Sonya desperately trying to pull Harriet away. Brent, with aggression etched on his face, shoved Aries, while Gally was furiously arguing with Quinn. In the midst of the turmoil, Brenda was shouting at Brent for his rough treatment of Aries, and Jorge was pushing Jaren back after Jaren attempted to punch Frypan.
Without hesitation, Newt marched over and positioned himself between Gally and Quinn, his presence a clear signal that Quinn and his friends needed to back off. Simultaneously, Thomas moved to stand between Aries and Brent, offering a protective barrier for Aries. Minho took his place next to Brenda, ready to support her in the escalating conflict.
The atmosphere was thick with tension, but Newt's firm stance and the unwavering support of his friends began to diffuse the situation, reminding the crowd of the unity and strength they shared.
"Move, cripple" Brent snarled at Newt, stepping closer to the blond so that they were almost eye to eye, slightly taller than Newt and using his height to his advantage.
"I thin that it's time you leave. You don't want to draw more attention to yourselves" Newt stated before he nodded to the left.
Brent glanced towards the direction that Newt was looking in and he saw that Vince was watching him from the meeting tent "This isn't over".
Newt kept a firm stance as Brent, Quinn and Jaren walked away; watching as they walked over to where Teresa was sat and sat with her "Is everyone okay?" He asked as Teresa glared at him.
"Yeah, thanks" Sonya answered as she sat down with Harriet.
Newt watched Teresa for a moment before he turned around and sat down at the picnic table.
"It's nice of you both to join us" Jorge smirked as Thomas sat down next to Newt.
An amused smirk formed on Brenda's face when she noticed the small purple mars that decorated the side of Newt's neck "Don't need to ask what you two were doing".
Newt looked at Brenda, placing his and on the side of his neck and he chuckled as Thomas blushed.
"Thomas looks like a tomato" Frypan laughed.