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Newt’s immediate reaction when he woke up was groaning. His head was pounding and it felt like it had been filled with exactly as much cotton as it could possibly take and then having about three kilos of cement added to that. It was pure agony, and his first thought was going to the bathroom and getting some painkillers. Only problem was that he was locked in a vicelike grip that could only stem from his boyfriend. He squirmed around to look at Thomas’ sleeping face, and then last night came crashing back.
Another groan.
Fighting your boyfriend drunk should come with an undo-option. He didn’t even remember exactly what it had been about, just that it had been something with Brenda and Newt being jealous, and there’d definitely been things thrown. So how had he ended up here? He didn’t recall any make-up sex, and he was pretty certain they’d gone to sleep on completely different sides of the bed. He huffed softly, glaring at Thomas’ stupid face, because even though Thomas wasn’t as tall as he was, he was still way stronger, and Newt was quite certain he wouldn’t get away from the bloody bastard without waking him. So he did. Deep breath, closing his eyes, "Wake up you stupid bugger!"
And Thomas grunted and jolted awake, grunt turning into a whine halfway. “What was that for? Where’s the fire?”
Newt just smirked happily. That was all he wanted to accomplish. “I have a headache and you flirted with Brenda last night. Get me painkillers and make me breakfast.” he demanded, not sure that Thomas would obey, but managing to keep a straight face and play the role.
Thomas looked at him, puzzled, but ended up nodding, standing up and disappearing for a couple of minutes, returning with a glass of water and some painkillers. Newt took them, and the brunette gingerly kissed his hair, as though he wasn’t sure if Newt was still angry. Newt rolled his eyes and tipped his head up so he could peck Thomas on the lips. “Scrambled.” he stated, then he flopped back down and fell back asleep with Thomas’ beaming face etched into his mind, allowed to get a half hour of sweet sleep before breakfast and finally make-up sex.