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Ever since Thomas had arrived at the glade he was on the move. Whether he was pacing around the gardens or running in the maze he felt the need to contribute at any time he could. He warmed up to the gladers as time went by and wanted to help them. He wanted them all to live in a place not surrounded by stone walls. Because of his stupid delusions of grandeur he would run with Minho all day and map there routes all night.
Newt seemed to be the only one who noticed that Thomas just couldn't keep up with this unhealthy routine. He would be dozing off during dinner, or unable to finish his thoughts due to sheer exhaustion. As time went by, he started to get dark circles forming under his eyes his once bright doe eyes now small and lifeless. Of course Thomas was still himself cracking jokes and chasing Chuck after he stole his food, but Newt could see that Thomas was getting tired.
Newt tried to get Thomas to rest but he shook it off, telling him that he had to go finish his route but that he would finish off early this time so they could cuddle. Newt took this excuse with an raised eyebrow and Thomas walked off. Newt waited for hours until finally caving. After all, if Thomas was a man of his word then he would ditch the stupid route and get some rest. Newt tiredly walked in to the map room and was greeted with Thomas's wide back to him.
Newt quietly shut the door, content to wait a moment to see if Thomas noticed his presence. Eventually the brunette noticed him and flashed a bright wide smile coming over and pressing his lips to the blondes. Newt moaned quietly against the others lips before pulling back and collecting himself. "Tommy you said you would finish early." Newt sternly reminded.
Thomas smile dropped a little as he nervously scratched his neck, fixing his eyes to the floor. "Yeah im sorry Newt I just really think were close and don't want to forget" He explained. The weak excuse didn't seem to satisfy Newt who merely stood there crossing his arms with a raised eyebrow.
The blonde took a step forward and took Thomas's hands in his. They stayed that way for a moment before Newt dropped them to cup his face. The taller boy melted under his touch leaning in to the slender hands. "You look like hell Tommy. You have bags under your eyes. You barely eat, barely sleep." Newt whispered. "If your not going to take care of yourself then at least let me take care of you." He finished swallowing all of his fears and anxiety and staring deep into Thomas's brown eyes.
Thomas stayed there breathing slowly and purposefully. He took one last look at the map room before taking Newts hand and walking out of the room with him. They remained silent for the rest of the walk not wanting to wake up any of the sleeping gladers. They got to Thomas's hammock and sat down in it. It was a tight squeeze with Thomas's back to Newts chest as they laid there. Newts arms were wrapped around Thomas's hips as he placed little kisses on his neck. The two boys stayed that way for the rest of the night, The sounds of the walls echoing in the distance.
The next morning Newt awoke to Thomas's face now facing him. Newt reasoned they must have shifted during the night and moved to get up. Strong arms held him there for a moment as Newt looked down at the barely conscious boy. "Stay." Thomas whispered his voice deep and raspy. Newt leaned into the muscular arms and pulled Thomas closer. If they weren't touching before now they were practically conjoined at the hip. The two stayed that way for what was probably hours. Newt fluttered in and out of sleep as the sun slowly rose over the walls. Newt wished this moment would last forever. That Thomas wouldn't have to go back into the maze and could just stay here and lay with him to the end of time. For a moment Newt considered asking Thomas to fake sick, praying Alby would take pity on him. Sure Gally would complain but when does he not?
Eventually Thomas awoke with a soft smile on his lips as his eyes fluttered open. They were glassy and the deep brown hazy under Thomas's exhaustion. "Morning" he muttured leaning forward and rubbing his eyes.
"Morning Tommy" He replied back, slinking an arm around the brunettes shoulder. Thomas melted into the touch and let out a soft sigh. His head now lied on Newts shoulder as Newt gave soft kisses on his head.
They remained this way for a moment until Thomas broke the silence. "Im running the maze today I have to get ready." He got up and reached for his runner pack that lied underneath Newts hammock. Thomas liked leaving it there as an excuse to see Newt every morning. Every day he would get up before Newt and wake him up with some elaborate thing that was bound to make the blonde angry. Thomas put on his runners pack and prepared to head for breakfast before Newt grabbed his wrist. Thomas turned to meet Newt's stare.
"You sure Thomas? I can ask someone else to run, I mean you have done more then enough to justify a day off." Newt explained trying to get the other to stay just for a little while longer
Thomas averted his gaze, considered it for a moment before shaking his head. "No its alright I gotta pull my weight just like everyone else." Thomas said before going off to catch up with Minho.