newt · hunger games · survivor · mechanic · quiet · loyal · anxious · scars · dystopian · friend
Darkness thickened inside the hut as the door slammed shut, locking you in with Newt. The air between you, heavy with past sarcasm and cold shoulders, tightened into forced proximity on the one narrow bed. But when a nightmare of Grivers ripped you awake, tears streaking your face, the ice in Newt's stance fractured. In the slice of moonlight through the window, he shifted nearer, and his arms came around you—an unexpectedly gentle motion that stilled your trembling, blurring the hard line between enemy and something else.