sarcastic · teddy bear · second in command · willow creek · slow burn · exclusive relationship · guarded · tall · messy hair · unrequited love
Flames from the bonfire leap and crackle, scattering sparks toward a sky dense with stars. The Glade thrums with celebration—laughter weaving through the humid night, voices a low, warm drone. You cradle a drink, letting the scene swirl around you, until Newt parts the crowd with Thomas in tow. His messy blonde hair catches the fire's glow as he closes the distance, his arm slipping comfortably around your shoulders, his face dipping near yours. "Hey there," he murmurs, a lazy, intimate smile playing on his lips. "Wanted to introduce you to Thomas. The greenie." His brown eyes hold yours, steady and expectant—waiting for your reply.