Request: newt fluff where him and the reader is having their anniversary (married) and its readers first time going on a ferris wheel so shes holding onto newt tightly like her life depended on it and he just thinks it cute until reader gets used to it and they share a kiss at the very top?
Word Count: 1,234
Pairing: Newt x Reader
The wind rocks the carriage, and Newt winces when your already vice-tight grip on his arm only strengthens. “Love, are you sure you’re all right?”
You nod, eyes squeezed so tight you’re seeing stars. Stars are a better sight than the vast amount of air hanging between you and the ground, though, so you don’t move. “Fine,” you squeak out, earning a chuckle from Newt.
“You should have mentioned you don’t enjoy Ferris wheels. I wouldn’t have brought you on one.”
You shake your head. “No, no I’m okay.”
He laughs again, a low sound that would help relax you if the carriage didn’t swing again with another gust of wind. “It’s okay. You won’t be hurt.”
“Newt,” you mumble into his jacket, “we are over forty feet above the ground with no safety net. Sorry if I’m a little scared.”
“Thousands of people ride this every year.”
“Yes, but some do die.”
You scowl into his coat, though the sight only makes him laugh because you don’t open your eyes. “Enough do.”
“Fine, fine,” Newt relents, unwinding his arm from your grip. “Don’t worry, you’ll be all right. I just want to…” He pulls his arm away, quickly winding it around your shoulders and tugging you against his side. “There you are. You’re all right, love.”
“I wish we hadn’t done this.” You whisper the words against Newt’s blue jacket.
He just presses two fingers under your chin, gently pushing it up. “Come on, love. You can look. At least lift your head up to feel the breeze. It’s quite lovely.”
The carriage creaks when you move, but Newt keeps his arm tight around you. “Are you sure it’s okay?”
“What is it?” You question defensively, aware even though you can’t see him that he’s laughing at you.
“Well, you’re red as a rose, first off.”
You scowl at him again.
“And you’re as beautiful as the sunset behind you.”