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You listened to Clint and Jeff’s talk about what the Builder’s were doing today, you only nodded and never really said anything. You still waited for Newt to pull you out and talk, but he hasn’t come to.
You look at your watch and it’s about eight thirty, it’s dark outside and it’s about time you start getting ready for bed. You stand up and look at the guys. “I’ll see you guys tomorrow, I’m gonna head to bed.”
“Okay, g’night!” Jeff said.
“Good night, [y/n].” Clint said.
You nod and walk out the room, down to the bathrooms. No one is in the showers yet, so you quickly take off your clothes and shower. You take in every moment as you wash your body. It’s a nice moment of peace, but you have to get out before some of the boys find out you’re showering. They may come in and tease you.
You began to put on some clothes and the door opens while you’re only in your shirt and underwear. “Occupied!” You shout.
“Oh!” You hear James’ voice as he slams the door. You kind of giggled and then slide on your pants. You exit the room and see James standing outside the door. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know-”
“Oh shoosh James, it’s okay.” You say chuckling. “It’s not like you saw anything too serious.” James’ face flushes a bright red and you smile at him. “I didn’t know you were part tomato.” You tease.
“Oh shut up.” James said shyly, rubbing the back of his neck. “So uhm, I heard that Greenie shouted at ya. Need me to punch him?”
“Haha, oh James I’m fine. Besides I can punch him myself if I needed to.” You say flexing your arms. He nods with a smile.
“Hey… I need to tell you something.” James said suddenly very serious. You hummed in response and look at him, you lean against the wall. “I just- I miss you. I miss working with you.”
You nod and frown. “I know, I do too.” You say with a small voice.
“And well… I just--” He stops mid-sentence and then looked down. “You know the feeling when, well- It’s like this, okay? I think I may-” You look at him confused, when he was cut off by someone walking in.
You look at the person and it was Newt. “Hi James.” Newt said with a nod. James mumbled a greeting. You look at James with a frown and you can tell that he’s tense. “Do you mind me borrowing [y/n]?”
“Whatever.” James said brushing past you and entering the bathroom. Your heart sank and you don’t know what James’ problem is. He never acts like that.
“What’s with him?” Newt asked. You look at Newt and shrug. “Okay. Well, I need to talk to you. C’mon.” Newt said gesturing you to follow him. The Homestead was empty, everyone must be at dinner. Oh shuck! You forgot about dinner. It can wait, a little longer. Maybe.
“Newt, where are we going?” You asked, following him down a hall. He opens a door and has you go in. It’s quite small, but it’s big enough for a chair, a bed and a small table. “Is this your room?” You ask with a raised brow.
He nods as he closes the door, shoving one of his hands in his pockets. “Yeah. Make yourself at home.” He says. You nod and sit on his bed, as he sits down on the chair. Your stomach began to twist again and you frown. “I just wanted to talk to you in private.” That didn’t make you feel very good. That made you even more scared.
“Listen, I know you haven’t been yourself lately.” Newt said in a serious and concerned tone. “I know you want to do more, other than being a medjack. Trust me, I’ve tried. But Alby insists that’s where you need to be.” You nod in understanding. “I was hoping that maybe giving you the job to help the Greenie around would maybe help. But you seem even more miserable.”
You quickly look up and see that Newt has a hurt look on his face. “No, no, Newt. Please don’t think that!” You say with a small whine. “It’s fine. I am actually enjoying it. What you saw earlier wasn’t me being upset with all of this, it’s just that Thomas just got angry with me.” You lean forward and hold his hand. “You’re doing fine.”
Newt grinned and let out a sigh. “I was afraid that I--”
“Don’t be. I’m fine. It’s okay.” You say with a brighter smile. Newt stands up and you follow. “Everything is fine Newt, don’t worry about me, okay?” You say in a whisper as you hug him. He hugs you back tightly and you feel a butterfly-like feeling in your stomach.
“I promise, we’ll find a way out of here.” Newt said in a whisper.
You pull back, place your hand on the side of his face, and rub your thumb on his cheek. He grins and you grin back. Without any warning he pulls you into a kiss, making your heart leap again. You kiss back slowly and then he plants another on your lips. You wrap your arms around his neck and you both kiss each other passionately.
You don’t know why, but you want to keep going. The feeling it’s giving you is so addicting, that you almost can’t stop. He pulls away, taking a small break. He lays you down on the bed and hovered over you. He gives you that look again and you can’t help but stare into his eyes.
You grab his face and pull him down slowly to your lips. And then you guys have another long episode of kissing again. You grew tired and you ended up pulling away after a couple minutes. “Sorry.” You mumble. He grins and shakes his head. “I just… I need to go get some sleep.” You say trying to get up. But his bed is so comfortable.
He pushes away from you and sits next to you by your legs. He began rubbing your ankle, making you grin. You began to feel more tired and you knew you weren’t getting up. You blinked a few more times and then you felt yourself drift to sleep.
You look at your watch and it’s about eight thirty, it’s dark outside and it’s about time you start getting ready for bed. You stand up and look at the guys. “I’ll see you guys tomorrow, I’m gonna head to bed.”
“Okay, g’night!” Jeff said.
“Good night, [y/n].” Clint said.
You nod and walk out the room, down to the bathrooms. No one is in the showers yet, so you quickly take off your clothes and shower. You take in every moment as you wash your body. It’s a nice moment of peace, but you have to get out before some of the boys find out you’re showering. They may come in and tease you.
You began to put on some clothes and the door opens while you’re only in your shirt and underwear. “Occupied!” You shout.
“Oh!” You hear James’ voice as he slams the door. You kind of giggled and then slide on your pants. You exit the room and see James standing outside the door. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know-”
“Oh shoosh James, it’s okay.” You say chuckling. “It’s not like you saw anything too serious.” James’ face flushes a bright red and you smile at him. “I didn’t know you were part tomato.” You tease.
“Oh shut up.” James said shyly, rubbing the back of his neck. “So uhm, I heard that Greenie shouted at ya. Need me to punch him?”
“Haha, oh James I’m fine. Besides I can punch him myself if I needed to.” You say flexing your arms. He nods with a smile.
“Hey… I need to tell you something.” James said suddenly very serious. You hummed in response and look at him, you lean against the wall. “I just- I miss you. I miss working with you.”
You nod and frown. “I know, I do too.” You say with a small voice.
“And well… I just--” He stops mid-sentence and then looked down. “You know the feeling when, well- It’s like this, okay? I think I may-” You look at him confused, when he was cut off by someone walking in.
You look at the person and it was Newt. “Hi James.” Newt said with a nod. James mumbled a greeting. You look at James with a frown and you can tell that he’s tense. “Do you mind me borrowing [y/n]?”
“Whatever.” James said brushing past you and entering the bathroom. Your heart sank and you don’t know what James’ problem is. He never acts like that.
“What’s with him?” Newt asked. You look at Newt and shrug. “Okay. Well, I need to talk to you. C’mon.” Newt said gesturing you to follow him. The Homestead was empty, everyone must be at dinner. Oh shuck! You forgot about dinner. It can wait, a little longer. Maybe.
“Newt, where are we going?” You asked, following him down a hall. He opens a door and has you go in. It’s quite small, but it’s big enough for a chair, a bed and a small table. “Is this your room?” You ask with a raised brow.
He nods as he closes the door, shoving one of his hands in his pockets. “Yeah. Make yourself at home.” He says. You nod and sit on his bed, as he sits down on the chair. Your stomach began to twist again and you frown. “I just wanted to talk to you in private.” That didn’t make you feel very good. That made you even more scared.
“Listen, I know you haven’t been yourself lately.” Newt said in a serious and concerned tone. “I know you want to do more, other than being a medjack. Trust me, I’ve tried. But Alby insists that’s where you need to be.” You nod in understanding. “I was hoping that maybe giving you the job to help the Greenie around would maybe help. But you seem even more miserable.”
You quickly look up and see that Newt has a hurt look on his face. “No, no, Newt. Please don’t think that!” You say with a small whine. “It’s fine. I am actually enjoying it. What you saw earlier wasn’t me being upset with all of this, it’s just that Thomas just got angry with me.” You lean forward and hold his hand. “You’re doing fine.”
Newt grinned and let out a sigh. “I was afraid that I--”
“Don’t be. I’m fine. It’s okay.” You say with a brighter smile. Newt stands up and you follow. “Everything is fine Newt, don’t worry about me, okay?” You say in a whisper as you hug him. He hugs you back tightly and you feel a butterfly-like feeling in your stomach.
“I promise, we’ll find a way out of here.” Newt said in a whisper.
You pull back, place your hand on the side of his face, and rub your thumb on his cheek. He grins and you grin back. Without any warning he pulls you into a kiss, making your heart leap again. You kiss back slowly and then he plants another on your lips. You wrap your arms around his neck and you both kiss each other passionately.
You don’t know why, but you want to keep going. The feeling it’s giving you is so addicting, that you almost can’t stop. He pulls away, taking a small break. He lays you down on the bed and hovered over you. He gives you that look again and you can’t help but stare into his eyes.
You grab his face and pull him down slowly to your lips. And then you guys have another long episode of kissing again. You grew tired and you ended up pulling away after a couple minutes. “Sorry.” You mumble. He grins and shakes his head. “I just… I need to go get some sleep.” You say trying to get up. But his bed is so comfortable.
He pushes away from you and sits next to you by your legs. He began rubbing your ankle, making you grin. You began to feel more tired and you knew you weren’t getting up. You blinked a few more times and then you felt yourself drift to sleep.
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Part 11 Please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!