I would recommend re-reading part 1 again before continuing :)
The emptiness was always there. Although his sensitive nature made him feel even deeper he managed to hide it behind his reserved persona, however the feeling never completely escaped him.
It hid everywhere, the emptiness, in the closet, the cupboards. There wasn’t any getting away from it. Most days he worked endlessly in his case to the point of extreme exhaustion and stress. He just needed to feel something. To distract himself, from not anything else but simply himself.
Just as you had quote on quote ’hoped’, Newt’s book was an incredible success, but success was nothing to Newt if he didn’t have someone he loved to share it with. The recognition for his work seemed worthless without your opinion, your praise was the only one that mattered.
Had you even bothered to buy a copy of the book? Did you even think about him anymore? These where thoughts that often passed Newt’s mind.
As he aimlessly wandered around the apartment the two of you used to live in, a lonely tear rolled down his freckled cheek. It hurt him to stand where he stood.
Every inch of the room holding memories which the two of you had shared together. A little pile of your belongings still lay untouched in the corner, but little did Newt know their owner was standing outside.
You stood in front of the red apartment door, breathing shakily in. ‘Please be not here, please be not here’ you prayed.
You were scared. So scared. Every muscle felt tight, sprung for action. Even your face felt tight, like smiling just wasn’t an option today. Your body screamed for you to sprint down the street, for you knew that behind the door was the auburn haired man you once loved…and still, hopelessly loved.
Letting a nervous sigh out, you willed your hand to push down on the handle. As the door opened, daylight from outside shone central on Newt.
His appearance was unusually scruffy, as though he failed to see the point of looking presentable anymore. His bow tie hung slanted and his hair unbrushed. Upon hearing your footsteps his eyes nervously flicked to the door, a mixed look of guilt and relief on his face. His mouth hung over for a second as though he was trying to form a sentence out of the millions of words he wanted to say.
“Y/N….I-I didn’t m-mean it you know that right? I was just so s-stressed, I had no idea what I was saying” he pleaded, his gaze now full fixated on the floor.
“It’s ok Newt” you replied monotonously, not even a waver of emotion in your tone. You wouldn’t let him see you crack.
Shock emerged over his features as his eyes locked with yours, as it took a couple of seconds to process what you had just said.
“It’s ok?” He repeated, unsure if he’d just imagined it.
Did you really just forgive him?
“So you’ll come home?” He hopefully asked, a longing look in his glance.
“No. I’m just here for my belongings Newt”
you sadly whispered.
At this Newt’s smile instantly dropped, a heartbroken expression replacing it. His eyes became glossy once again and his posture slightly hunched.
“Newt I forgive you for what you said… Merlins sake we all have off days” you laughed blankly ,“but this doesn’t change anything. Work will always take a priority in your life and I won’t ask you to change that for me. It’s just in your nature Newt. I won’t blame you for loving your creatures. If you want to out them first…then so be it”, your voice shook in places as you forced the words out.
Tears uncontrollably fell from Newt’s eyes as he attempted to defend himself, “Being a Magozoologist is hard work-”
“Love is hard work”, you interrupted slightly annoyed, “I love you…but I can’t keep going on like this. I’m not one of your creatures who only needs food sleep and shelter. I need your time. I need you Newt”.
Silence hung in the atmosphere.
“I was doing it for you Y/N”, Newt declared quietly his voice slightly breaking, “I-I know you hate having to move constantly… Always having to find a new home and rent different apartments. I just wanted to finish the book so desperately so we wouldn’t have to travel for creatures anymore…so we could settle down” he finished heartbrokenly.
“Newt-” did he really work all those long nights for you?
“…My aim was to finish the novel, I swear neglecting you was never my attention. I was going to use the money from the book too buy us a home…..
From his pocket Newt pulled a crumpled piece of paper. Shyly he placed it in the palm of your hand, anxiously waiting for your reaction.
Unfolding the corners a picture of a beautiful little house with 'a for sale’, was printed. Studying the image you noticed that it was a spacious house which walls where laced with ivy, nearly a replica of the house you had always dreamed of.
You had often talked to Newt about how you would’ve loved to buy a home with him in the future. Room for the both of you and maybe…even children. However most of the time you brought the topic up, it was when you and Newt used to cuddle before bed.
Although you had mentioned it to him before you never thought he actually listened as most of the time he was half asleep.
You knew he was content with just living in his case and had never really longed for the comfort of a proper home like you.
But he was prepared to give all that up. To work to the point of exhaustion to fund your dream.
You wanted to speak but all you could do is softly croak, “our home?”
Simply nodding his head, Newt’s mouth painted a soft smile. The piece of paper fell from your hands as he paced towards you. The warmth of his body met your cold skin, his hands clasping around your lower back, the other running through your hair. With each soft touch more tears fall, tears neither of you wipe away.
“I’m sorry Newt I didn’t know. I guess I kind of ruined the surprise, didn’t I?”, you playfully joked into his chest".
“I’m just want you to be happy Y/N. I'll promise I’ll cut back on my hours Y/N. Just as long as your fine with living from my case for a while longer?”
Still enveloped in Newt arms you tilted your head up, locking your eyes directly with his.
Newt was your home. You didn’t need a dream house and Newt didn’t need to work endless hours. As long as you had one another, you were each others only priority.
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Enjoy this beautiful GIF of Newt.
all prints come editioned, signed, and in a biodegradable plastic sleeve.
if you live in halifax, all of these prints and more will be available at the ephemerus tape release show on April 4th! (send me a private message for details about that if you’d like to know details about that)
You are the most gorgeous creature I have ever seen!!! Could I convince you to let me use one of your pictures as an art piece in my apartment?
thank you! and this actually reminds me!!! i was gonna ask if people would be interested in prints? cosplay, modelling, whatever. i am really desperate for money right now and need to find more sources of income to put myself through school and feed/house myself. would anybody buy prints if i put some up for sale?
What Hogwarts houses do you think the original 5 X-Men would be sorted into? Also, who would be most likely to be a Harry Potter fan, and would any of them be embarrassed about reading a children's book?
We actually sorted something like 50 X-Men into Hogwarts houses in our print zine (which we’ll have for sale in physical for at the upcoming Vegas Valley Comic Book Festival; and digitally eventually), specifically because we thought it might be prudent to put that particular intersection somewhere without a comment section. (We’ve seen what happens when the Internet has Harry Potter opinions.)
THAT SAID, here’s where you can find the original five:*
ANGEL - Gryffindor, but not particularly hardcore about it
BEAST - Ravenclaw
CYCLOPS - Hufflepuff
ICEMAN - Hufflepuff
MARVEL GIRL - Gryffindor
Iceman is definitely the most likely Harry Potter fan out of the bunch, with Marvel Girl a close second.
*Please note that this sorting is final and objectively correct; and not subject to appeal or debate.