Request: Can you write an imagine where Newt really likes the reader but he doesn’t think the reader likes her back even though she does? He gets upset and cries or something because he really wants the reader to like him back, and the reader finds him and comforts him? Just make it cute <3
You walked around the Glade, keeping a look out for your best friend Newt, but you couldn’t find him anywhere. You honestly haven’t seen him in three days and you were getting a little worried. You walked over to Chuck and Thomas to see if they knew what was going on.
"Hey Chuck!" You called as you approached. Chuck and Thomas both turned to look at you.
"Hey Y/n!" Chuck waved. He scooted over on the log to give you space to sit. "What’s up?"
"Have you guys seen Newt anywhere? I haven’t seen him in a few days what’s going on with him?" You asked them both. They seemed to have matching faces, it was obvious they knew something you didn’t but they’d never tell you. They just looked at each other. "Hello?" You asked, separating their eyes to focus on you.
"No, sorry we don’t know where he is. Why don’t you go and ask Gally I’m sure he knows what’s up." Thomas suggested. Why would Gally know where Newt was?
"Okay, thanks." You said as you got up and walked over towards the builders. You saw Gally and his crew working on the homestead. "Hey Gally!" You shout at him. He looks up from what he was doing and rolls his eyes as you came up to him.
"What do you want?" He groaned.
"Okay what is with everyone today? I haven’t done anything wrong and you’re all acting like I’m the worst person in the world. Do you know where I can find Newt?" You asked him.
"Why do you care where he is, it’s not like he needs to talk to you or anything."
"No, he doesn’t. But when you haven’t seen your best friend in over twenty four hours you get a little curious as to what it is they’re doing." You crossed your arms. "Now tell me where I can find him."
"He’s been in the Map room with Minho the last couple of days, helping him figure some stuff out." He nodded over to the map room.
"See, that wasn’t so hard was it." You said sarcastically as you walked off.
You didn’t bother knocking as you came up to the map room. You heard muffled arguing as you entered but when Minho saw you, he stopped talking. He nudged Newt and he looked up and met your eyes. There was something off with him and you were determined to find out what it was.
"Y/n, what’s up?" Minho said casually.
"I’m fine, how’s it going…figuring things out okay?" You asked Newt, eyes never leaving his as you spoke. You could tell Minho was feeling awkward. He cleared his throat and spoke up.
"Yeah, just about done. I should probably go find Thomas and…Shuck it I’m leaving, sorry Newt." He said as he walked past you and through the door.
"Where’ve you been?" You asked as you walked up to the table.
"Just…keeping busy, clearing my head…All that lovely stuff." He shrugged.
"You okay?" You asked.
"I’m fine Y/n, it’s not like you really care anyway.” He groaned.
"What do you mean I don’t care, you’re my best friend, the only person I actually care about in this place.” You snickered.
"That’s not what Gally says." Newt muttered.
"What did Gally say?" You asked confused.
"It doesn’t matter what he said but I know it’s true." He told you. "We got into a little bit of an argument the other day…about you."
"Why were you arguing about me?" You asked confused.
"He said that you’re using all of us to get things. That you didn’t really care about any of us. I told him that there was no way you’d do that you’re one of us. He didn’t even listen. He said you didn’t care about me specifically. He told me that you’re my friend, but that’s all you’d ever be." He was still looking down at the drawings.
"So let me get this straight, you got into an argument with the biggest slinthead here about me, when we both know he’s making all this up, and so you got mad at me and have been hiding in here for the last three days so you didn’t have to talk to me?” You actually heard him snicker before looking up at you.
"Well when you put it like that I sound like an idiot." He said with a small smile.
"Well you are an idiot, but not for hiding Newt." You explained. "You’re an idiot for believing that I’ve only liked you as a friend."
"You don’t think of me as just a friend?" He asked, you nodded with a smile on your face. "Well that’s good then because I don’t think of you as just a friend either." He smiled as well.
"I think the only logical thing to do here is to stop being friends.” You suggested.
"I think you’re right."