Request: Can you do an imagine where the reader is really insecure and queenie reads her mind and tells newt and it gets all fluffy and stuff? Thanks love!! Tag me if you can?? I love your writing ❤
Word Count: 2,191
Pairing: Newt x Reader
Requested by @thosefantasticbeast2
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“It should smell like bread fresh from the oven.”
You brush a chunk of hair back from your cheek as you lean forward and press your nose next to the cork shoved inside the vial. A sharp, bitter odor hisses out.
Your nose burns as you spin. You grab the word desk and try to hold down your breakfast as you gag and cough out the overpowering smell of filthy socks.
“I suppose that’s not it, then.” Newt’s amusement is clear in his voice. “Would you like me to get it?”
You shake your head, still bent in half coughing. “I’ve – I’ve got it.”
Newt eyes your back before turning back to the papers in front of him. “You should try to avoid smelling doxy toe fungus in the future. Might be best for your respiratory system.”
You straighten and gasp in fresh air. “Noted.”
Facing the rack of vials, you take another deep breath. You studied Newt’s notes all day yesterday. You should be able to identify graphorn slime.
Newt scratches away at the papers in front of him, writing down observations on some experiment he’s conducting.
Is it red or yellow? You squeeze your eyes shut, trying to picture the page on graphorns. It definitely isn’t green, but it does bubble. Or wait, is it acromantula venom that bubbles when exposed to any light? What did that page say?
You shove the heels of your hands against your eyes. You must remember something.
Newt brushes the bottom of your arm with his fingertips. “You know this. Remember the rhyme?”