i have not read this and i do not want to bc its bad but if theres any mistakes then forgive me, this is set in the safe haven ofc

'please, tommy, please." newt's eyes got glassy as he practically begged for thomas to kill him.

thomas closed his eyes, feeling the heat on his cheeks from his tears as he pulled the trigger.

thomas shot awake, tears wet on his cheeks as he tried to calm his breathing.

it was the same dream.

over.

and over.

and over.

newt. he couldn't get the boy out his head. it was pathetic, really. it had been, what, over a month? most people had calmed down. well, minho still cries over newt with thomas. he wouldn't admit that to anyone else though. thomas, however, has the same dream every night. well, nightmare, really. it changes sometimes though. it's sometimes chuck and gally. chuck's limp body on the floor as he took his final breath. or, maybe, teresa. she saved him. he could feel the blood pouring out his leg even when he wasn't in the dream.

but, it was usually newt. he couldn't hold a gun after it. he physically couldn't. nobody knew why. nobody questioned it. well, minho did sometimes. thomas refused to tell him, and just started crying usually. he didn't want anyone to know what he had done. nobody would forgive him, nobody! minho would hate him. everybody from the glade would hate him. brenda would probably be the first to understand. but, thomas doubted that she knew newt that well, anyway, so she wouldn't understand certain things about him. "the glue" was his nickname. he knew everyone and brought them together. he made it priority that he spoke to thomas on his first day, as he would have done to every single person in the glade that had arrived. the way newt always brushed his lips over thomas'. accidental, or purposeful? thomas would never really find out.

but, he was dead now. all because of thomas. thomas blamed himself for it, every single second of the day. everything reminded him of people who had died. it was stupid, really. it was done. newt asked for it. just so happened he trusted thomas to do the job. insulting, or caring? caring, of course. newt trusted thomas with his life, practically. he had a different way of... showing things. he knew minho would never hurt newt properly. they were like siblings in a way. best friends. which, they were. sonya always reminded him of newt. teresa said they were probably siblings. it wouldn't surprise thomas at all. but, newt was gone and he'd have to learn to get over it.

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newt also shot awake, heart pounding. he opened his mouth to speak, but this just resulted in him choking.

"i'm glad you're awake, newt."

ratm- janson stood over him, doing his usual grin.

"where the bloody hell am i? why are you here?!" he scowled, his voice weaker than usual, though.

"ah. of course, you'll have questions. you are back with WICKED, newton."

"wait, what..? i thought-" suddenly all the memories from before came flooding back to him. "tommy. where's tommy?!"

"thomas is quite alright. he is in the safe haven, along with the others. teresa did not make it, sadly."

"tragic, really." he spat.

"she died saving thomas. thomas wouldn't be here if it weren't for teresa. she also helped you stay alive." janson frowned, moving over to where a chair was and sat down in it.

newt sat himself up in the hospital bed he was in. "what? how would she have even helped?!"

"she got the cure."

"what?"

"the cure. it's thomas' blood. well, part of it is, anyway."

"i thought you said he was okay!"

"he is. he's in the safe haven."

"but, you'll be wanting him for the cure!"

"clever. he will not be needed, though. we are working on an artificial version of the cure with the blood that is remaining." janson sighed miserably, sounding very bored.

"why am i here, though?" newt slitted his eyes defensibly.

"as you know, thomas shot you."

"no shit, sherlock."

the older man shot the younger a glare. "you see, when he shot you, teresa announced something about the cure around five minutes later. so, we brought you back. we had no idea that thomas was going to do that."

"i asked him to."

"i know you did, newt. i'm not implying that thomas is evil and decided to kill you."

"he's perfect, unlike you." he glowered at janson.

"newt, remember. WICKED is good."

"i beg to shuckin' differ."

"you would. however, you'd be dead or a cannibal without us. and now, you can go to the safe haven. if you wish, of course."

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"hey thomas." minho gave him a fist pump as they walked towards the central bit for breakfast.

"hey." thomas yawned.

"you look like klunk."

"yep, thanks for your honesty." he shot him a look.

"you're very welcome." he smirked. "but, actually, are you alright?"

everybody kept asking that and it pissed him off so much. honestly, what do you think?

"yep, just dandy." they both snorted out a laugh. "just.. trouble sleeping."

"again?"

"again." thomas nodded.

"you know, if something's up, you can tell me. i don't know exactly what happened, but i can see it affected you a lot more that it affected me. of course, i'm upset, but, oh you know what i'm saying."

"mm." he made a noise of acknowledgement. "thanks. same goes, minho."

"anytime. now, let's hurry up. we didn't do all that running in the maze for nothing!" minho hurried up his pace, going to a jog which thomas easily followed.

"thomas, minho! hey!" frypan came over holding two plates of pancakes. "do you guys fancy some pancakes?"

"damn, those smell great, fry! give!" minho stared at the plates, making grabby hands. frypan gave him a plate. "thanks."

"of course! thomas, you want some?"

"yeah, thank you, fry." thomas gave him a small smile, taking the plate.

"that's quite alright."

thomas and minho sat down together, next to gally.

"hey, minho, thomas." gally nodded at them both. thomas repeated the action back with a curt smile.

"eyy, gal."

"you know, i heard something weird last night."

"really, what was it?"

"well...."

thomas zoned out, staring at his food and playing with it with his fork. gally had changed. a lot. and for the better. he had gotten less aggressive, and he had grown to actually be fine with thomas which was good; thomas didn't think he'd be able to deal with someone picking on him when he already knew a lot was his fault. he'd been blamed by a lot of people already.

"thomas!" he was shaken into reality by minho. "look at that!" he pointed into the sky, at a... berg?

"is that a berg? shit, is it WICKED?" thomas stood up instantly.

"i think it is. i thought they said they'd leave us alone!" gally stressed.

"they probably want my blood for the cure. ratman probably got the flare again and refuses to die." he said.

jorge ran over. "it's a WICKED berg. they're landing over there." he pointed to some clearing.

"goddammit! why are they here, again? can they not just leave us alone?!" thomas spat, hatred lacing its way into his words.

"i know." minho said. "they're so infuriating."

"well, that's an understatement."

they ran over to where the berg had landed. unsurprisingly, it was ratman that walked out.

"hello. i'm not here to attack, although i do have a surprise for you. in exchange for one small thing."

chatter started to make its way through the crowd.

"thomas, would you mind us taking a small tube of blood from you? then, you can have your surprise." his eyes were empty, it seemed. as if all of his thoughts were plagued with venom.

"thomas, don't!" minho hissed. "you know ratman! he'll do something stupid."

there was a chorus of "thomas, don't"'s from around the people near him.

thomas blocked them out, though.

"i'll do it on one condition. only a small tube. and, do it out here - with people around." he held his head high.

janson nodded. "of course, understandable. i'll be back in a second then." he strode back into the berg.

"thomas?! what are you doing, you idiot!" minho shouted in a hushed whisper.

"what? it's only a bit of blood. plus, i want the surprise." he shrugged nonchalantly.

"he might use it against you, i don't know."

"i'm tired of being scared of them. if they want me, they can kidnap me."

"thomas-"

"if you'd come over here, thomas?" thomas walked over to janson and sat down on a nearby rock.

he watched the blood being extracted into a tube, looking up at janson as he took the needle out. "there. you can go back to your friends now, thank you for your obedience, thomas."

"you're very welcome." he spoke in the most sarcastic voice he could muster, going back towards minho.

"now, i promised you a surprise, did i not?"

"you did. so hurry up." minho glared. "it better not be a pack of grievers that just so happen to live with us now."

"ah, i wouldn't be so cruel." he smiled. "it's a person, anyway."

once again, chatter began to slither its way around everyone. janson went back inside the berg, being replaced with someone else walking outside. silence, now, began to spread as everyone stared in shock.

minho ran over. "oh my god oh my god oh my god!"

"minho, you're going to strangle me!" the familiar british voice spoke as he was trapped in a deathly hug by the crying boy.

"newt!" practically everyone ran over to him. except for thomas. thomas was still in shock. i saw him die. he thought. i killed him. how is he alive? the cure? possibly, but, i shot him! WICKED probably controlled him or something, who knows at this point. but, he's alive. somehow.

"tommy, you in there?" newt raised an eyebrow at the glassy-eyed boy infront of him.

"how.. how are you alive?" he choked out, hugging him. "i'm sorry, i'm sorry, i'm sorry! it's my fault, i'm sorry. i wasn't strong enough to refuse and it-"

"bloody hell, apologise one more time and i'll push you into the ocean." he laughed. "it wasn't your fault. i asked for it. why do you think i asked you instead of minho?"

"because he would have refused probably."

"exactly. he's too stubborn for his own good."

the two let go of eachother. "what would i have refused?" minho strolled over.

"tommy, don't tell me you didn't tell them, well, him?"

he shook his head, letting out a shaky breath. "they'd hate me, i couldn't."

"you absolute shank." he rolled his eyes. "they wouldn't hate you, honestly. once again, i asked for it. you're not evil. you saved us all, really." he smiled.

"seriously, what would i have refused?!" minho sighed. "tell me already!"

"tommy killed me."

"you did what?!" he walked over to thomas. "are you serious?!"

"calm down. honestly. he was doing me a favour."

"doing you a favour?! you wouldn't have need to be brought back here if it weren't for this dumb shank!-" he raised a fist, preparing to hit the other.

newt stood inbetween them both, making thomas flinch. "stop it, minho!"

minho lowered his hand, breathing out shakily. "shit, sorry." he muttered.

"and they wouldn't have hated me?"

"okay, maybe i underreacted. they probably would have strongly disliked you." newt rolled his eyes. "so sorry, love, that's my fault i wasn't here to realise how much more shuckfaced everyone's gotten."

the brunette's eyes widened. "please shut up."

"what?"

"you know what you said and i said please shut up." he whisper-shouted.

minho stared in shock. "did he just say-"

"oh my god, don't tell me they don't know." newt groaned as thomas shook his head.

the asian looked rather pissed. "i swear, if one more person interrupts me, i wi-"

"you didn't tell them?"

"no."

"why??"

"because you were dead and i killed you."

"you absolute dickhead." newt let out a chuckle.

"well sorry! i didn't think it mattered." the british boy grabbed the brunette by the collar, connecting their lips.

"jesus christ, what is happening?" minho blinked.

thomas relaxed into the touch, bringing his hands around newt's neck, as newt rested his hands on his boyfriend's waist. they shared a passionate kiss, before pulling apart and resting their forehead against eachother.

"fuck, i've missed that." thomas breathed out.

"i love you." newt whispered. he lifted up his chin, and kissed him once again, smiling into the kiss.

"i love you too, newt."

"ew. great reunion and all, but get a room." minho stuck his tongue out in disgust. "alright, off you go guys, newt is a shock i know, but get on with your work."

the third-wheeler frowned, walking over. "oi, thomas, you shank. sorry for, you know, attempting to hit you."

thomas smiled. "it's fine, min. just, maybe listen to explanations before you have a proper rage." he laughed.

"yeah, would probably help both of us." he smiled back. "alright, you two have fun then. goodbye." he winked in their direction, causing thomas to blush and newt to roll his eyes.

"hey, min min?"

"yeah, newt?"

"thanks."

"for what?" he cocked his head to the side in confusion.

"as cheesy as it sounds, being a good friend."

"that does sound pretty cheesy. but anyway, you're welcome."

minho walked off, leaving newt and thomas alone.

"thank you, tommy."

thomas hummed, showing he's content before resting his head on newt's shoulder.

"i love you."

"i love you too."

ew 2270 words or something like that i messed up

pls im sorry this was really bad and ive left it alone for so long