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Newt's hands tremble as he tries to unlock the front door, after a few tries the key slides in and he pulls open the door to be met with the warmth of his apartment. He stumbles inside and slams the door shut in relief, he rests his forehead against the wall for a second and takes a deep breath. His week has already been bad since he hasn't had a chance to see Thomas at all, but today has the rest of the week beat. He slept through his alarm and missed half of his first class, when he did join the class his teacher was rude to him the entire time.
Later when he was going to get coffee at his usual coffee place it was closed for renovations, so he went to another coffee place and payed 2 dollars extra for a coffee that wasn't even half as good as his usual, and if that wasn't enough he bumped into his ex Alby on the street, like literally bumped into, resulting in him spilling his mediocre coffee all over Alby's jacket. Thankfully Alby is a super nice guy and just laughed it off while Newt rambled on apologies. They then engaged in some super awkward small talk (the usual 'how's school?' or 'are you seeing anyone?') Alby happily told him about his new boyfriend that he had been seeing for a while that he's totally in love with, of course Newt wanted to tell him about Thomas but he refrained since Alby has a quite similar social circle as Minho and he couldn't risk it.
After they said their awkward goodbyes and Newt watched the older boy round the corner, Newt just stopped and rested his forehead against the brick wall, ignoring the weird looks. He hadn’t seen Alby since they broke up, of course he had to catch Newt on a bad day, he looked and felt like shit and there was Alby, with his perfect face and perfect life, Newt could just scream in frustration. As if the world hadn’t fucked with him enough that day, droplets began to fall and of course Newt didn’t have an umbrella with him, so he pushed himself off the wall and began jogging his way home. Five minutes later Newt was completely soaked, as the rain had picked up and it was pouring by the time he was five minutes from his house.
“Newt?” his sister's voice calls from her room. Newt kicks off his shoes,drops his bag and hangs up his jacket and makes his way to Sonya's room, poking his head through the door to greet his sister. He's met with the sight of Sonya and her girlfriend cuddled up under the blankets with Sonya’s laptop on Harriet's lap playing some tv show. He gives them a tired smile, " hey Harriet, how are you?"
"I'm fine, how abou-'' she stops halfway through her sentence when she looks up from the screen to see Newt's face. Harriet's sudden pause makes the other girl look up too, immediately understanding why her girlfriend paused before. Newt looked, to put it lightly, like shit, his hair is soaked and plastered to his forehead, his pink shirt is stained with brown dots and he just looks absolutely exhausted.
"Newt? what happened?" Sonya asks, making a move to get up and comfort her big brother.
"It's fine Sonya, I just had a bad day." Newt reassures his sister, "Have you had dinner yet?"
Sonya tells him they haven’t and Newt moves to the kitchen to see what he can prepare quickly since he’s starving.
He ends up choosing to make some pasta, it’s easy enough and it wouldn’t take too long. Besides, he can’t screw up pasta, right?
About halfway through making the pasta an alarm on his phone goes off, confused about what it could be he opens his phone. It turns out to just be a reminder for him to take his meds, he's about to put his phone back when a message from Thomas pops up on the screen.
From: Tommy <3
i miss you!!!!!
Soon after the first one another comes through.
From: Tommy<3
can you come over? or can i come to yours? i need cuddles :( school sucks
Of Course Newt wants to text back immediately telling him he'll be there as soon as possible but he really can't. So instead Newt pouts to himself and answers his boyfriends texts.
To: Tommy<3
i'm so sorry love but i really can't :(( I still have to do so much studying. I swear we can figure something out on the weekend okay baby?
Thomas replies within seconds.
From: Tommy<3
okay :/ i still miss you though xx
To: Tommy<3
i miss you to tommy xx
Newt sighs as he leaves his phone on the counter and makes his way to the bathroom to take his meds. When he gets there he takes a second to look at himself in the mirror, he should probably be happy he wasn't seeing Thomas like this, his hair flat and damp on his head, his eyes were tired and red, huge dark eyebags located beneath them. His skin was a pale white. He looked like shit, to put it lightly.
He opens their bathroom cabinet to get his bottle off pills but he can't seem to find them on the shelf. He looks around the room confused for a bit when it hits him, he took his last pills that morning, he was supposed to have picked his new ones up at the pharmacy that afternoon but he completely forgot.
That turns out to be the final fuck you from te universe and he can’t take it. Soon he feels tears filling his eyes. He gives up and slides down the bathroom wall, pulling his knees to his chin and pushing his face into them in an attempt to muffle the sob that leaves his mouth. Soon he's sobbing uncontrollably, his nails digging into his legs in an attempt to stop crying, it doesn't work. His breathing picks up and he slips his hands into his hair, giving it a hard tug in desperation. He feels around for his phone in his pocket, only to realise he left it in the kitchen.
"fuck."
The bright lights of the bathroom are too much as he squeezes his eyes shut to block them, tears still rapidly spilling out of them.
Then suddenly a loud ringing noise is heard through the apartment, his head shoots up in confusion but he can't bring himself to move from his spot on the bathroom floor.
Then the ringing noise becomes louder as his sister barges into the bathroom, her eyes immediately landing on her brother's tiny form against the bathroom wall.
"Newt? what happened are you okay?" she's at his side in no time and grabs his hand which makes him flinch away.
She refrains from touching him but rambles on, asking questions and whispering comforting things. After a minute or so he finally lifts his head out of his hands, looking up at his sister.
"oh Newt, what happened." her worried voice comes in a sympathetic whisper.
Newt opens his mouth to speak, his eyes trying to blink away tears.
" I can't do it. I can't do it. I can't do it anymore" his raspy voice is heard quietly.
Then the ringing noise stops and Sonya hears Harriet yell from the living room, "I got it!"
Newt looks out into the hallway with big, worried eyes.
"The pasta. I didn't. It." he stutters out, " It burned? Fuck I burned the pasta. fuck. What are you gonna eat now? Fuck."
"Slow down Newt, just slow down okay?"
Newt nods slightly.
"Now tell me what happened okay? What do you need me to do?"
"I, I don't know, everything was just too much and I can't do it anymore," then his face clears up just the slightest bit, as if he just found a solution to all of his problems.
"Tommy. I need him. Please call him. He'll come. He'll be here. Just please get me Tommy."
Sonya gives him a slightly confused look but she nods and tells him, "Okay. Okay we'll get you Thomas, now where is your phone?"
Newt manages to mumble a quiet "Kitchen." before he buries his head into his knees again, trying to slow his breathing with little success. He just had to wait and Thomas would be there, he knew he would. Somewhere in the background he can hear Sonya telling Harriet to get his phone and Sonya calling someone, he hears her talking into the phone, only catching small snippets of her conversation.
"Yeah he asked for you."
"I don't know what happened."
"He won't let me touch him."
"How quick can you be here?"
"Hurry."
Thomas was coming, he'd be there soon, Newt just had to wait.
Newt doesn't know how long he has been, it feels like hours but it was probably just a few minutes. The next time he raises his head is when he hears their doorbell ring, his head shoots up to see Sonya quickly getting to her feet. The doorbell rings again, quickly after the first time.
Out in the hallway Sonya quickly opens the door as the bell rings for a third time, she's met with an out of breath, slightly sweaty Thomas that's wearing his pyjamas. He looks up at her and almost wants to push her aside, just wanting to get to Newt, but she grabs a hold of his arm.
“He’s in the bathroom, take care of him okay?”
Thomas just nods firmly, he had only met Sonya about four or five times, but still she trusts him to take care of her brother.
“Me and Harriet will go to her place,” she glances at her girlfriend who’s awkwardly standing in front of Sonya’s room, “ so you have the place to yourselves. Call me if you need anything.”
“Okay.” Is all Thomas says before he flies past Sonya and into the bathroom. Thomas’s heart breaks as he sees his boyfriend sitting on the bathroom floor, tears rolling down his face, staring up at Thomas with desperate eyes.
“Tommy? You’re here?”
Thomas immediately falls to his knees in front of the blonde boy, carefully reaching out to touch him, not knowing what to expect since Sonya couldn’t touch him. To his surprise Newt immediately leans into his touch, letting himself be wrapped in Thomas’s arms and holds on tightly. Even though Thomas being there is comforting, it also seems to be the last straw and soon he’s letting out loud sobs again. All Thomas can do is hold him, whispering comforting words as he runs his hands through the boy's hair and pulls him off the cold bathroom floor into his warm embrace. When Thomas notices that Newt isn’t crying and shaking as bad as before he decides to try to talk to him.
“Hey Newt? Newt?”he nudges the boy’s head upward so he can look at his face.
“I’m here okay? I won’t let you go, you can calm down, I'm here.”
“I’m cold.”Newt says, bringing one hand to his face to wipe away his tears.
“Okay then, let’s get you off this cold floor and into a warm bed, okay?”
Newt just nods back weakly and Thomas stands up, gently pulling Newt up from the floor and together they shuffle to the older boys bedroom. There Thomas makes Newt sit on the edge of his bed, crouching down by Newt's legs so the blonde doesn't really have a choice but to look at him. He grabs a hold of Newts cold,shaking hands and squeezes gently.
"We're just going to take some deep breaths, okay darling? you think you can do that for me."
Newt nods. They breathe like that together until Newt's breathing is back to being steady and the constant stream of tears have stopped. Thomas gets up to sit next to Newt, pulling the boy against his chest again now that he has finally calmed down.
"thank you tommy."
Thomas hums lowly against the blonde curls, "Of course Newt. You don't have to if you're not ready, but will you tell me what happened?"
Newt stays silent for a minute before he begins to explain how the last few days have been rough, and how today had been the worst, how when he found out he forgot his meds it had been the last drop and he just broke down. While the blonde boy is explaining Thomas just nods along, holding the blonde to his chest tightly.
Thomas waits a few seconds when Newt stops talking before he starts, "Sounds like you had a bad day."
Newt lets out a sad chuckle, "Yeah i guess you could say that."
"How about,” Thomas begins, “we get you out of these wet clothes and into a warm relaxing shower?”
Newt looks at him with big,brown tired eyes and mutters a quiet “I don’t wanna move Tommy.”
If Thomas was a weaker man he would give in, he would just nod in understandment, take off his sweater and throw the blanket over him and the blond boy. But he knows he’ll feel bad in the morning for making Newt sleep in the uncomfortable, wet, cold clothes. So even though he also just wants to lay there forever with the boy he loves he clears his throat and nudges the other boy.
“C’mon Newt, it will only be a few minutes and afterwards we can cuddle all night.”
That offer seems to interest Newt, who reluctantly agrees and lets the other boy lead him to the shower.
Ten minutes later the boys are cuddled up under the duvet, Newt wrapped in Thomas’s arms, his head resting on Thomas’s chest, calmly listening to his heartbeat as Thomas’s hand rakes through his hair gently.
“Do you think she knows?”
Thomas hums softly in question, “who knows what?”
“Sonya,” Newt states,”do you think she knows we’re together?”
“She might.” Thomas moves to look at his boyfriend better, “does that bother you?”
Newt shakes his head, “I don’t mind her knowing, but what if she tells someone? What about the bet?”
“I don’t think she’d tell anyone just like that, besides the bet is just 50 bucks remember? I’m completely fine with telling people if you want to, you stress about it too much Newt and I'd rather give Min 50 dollars than having an unhappy boyfriend okay?”
“It’s not about the money, It’s my pride,” Newt explains, all to aware off how dumb it sounds, “ I can’t lose a bet to Minho, that would be too embarrassing. Besides, there’s only a few more days left, we can’t give up now.”
Thomas giggles, “Alright babe, whatever you want.”
He tilts Newt head up so he can place a soft kiss to his lips.
“Now let’s get some sleep okay? I’ll be right here in the morning.