ASTRAPHOBIA

Translated fanfiction by MOLYBDENUM

Pairing : Newtmas

The Maze Runner

Original : Click

It was the late afternoon of the day. When the sky begins to be covered with gray clouds

A storm is approaching

Thomas knew it was going to rain. But he didn't really care and went to continue his work in the garden with Newt.

Unexpectedly, the storm came in faster than expected. Drops of water began to fall from the sky one by one. Thomas noticed Newt shake slightly from it but he didn't say anything.

Newt tried to think of something else. Try to ignore it

A few seconds later Lightning struck There was a loud noise like a gun being fired. Torrential rain The wind is blowing like crazy. The Moors sought cover in every direction. Most of them hid in huts. But Thomas had to hide in the box because it was the closest and the damn lightning seemed to slice through his head every time he ran for cover.

The wind that brushed against Thomas' skin as he opened the door and jumped into the box sent chills down his spine. The fact that he was in the box didn't lessen the anxiety one bit. But it's better than having nothing to hide from. He'll talk about this with Albie later.

The rain continued to fall on him through the small hole in the door of the box. He sat for a while and then heard a sound..

..A loud noise, similar to someone pounding on the door of a box continuously. His eyes instinctively glanced up. The blond's eyes filled with fear as he looked down.

“P....Open this door..” Newt said.

Thomas noticed how shaky Newt's voice was. Arms wrapped around me The other's eyes looked down.

The owner of the dark hair quickly stood up. Open the door and allow Newt to jump into the box. As soon as Newt came down He crawled uneasily to the right corner of Thomas' box. Sit down and hug your knees tightly. His body trembled. His breath came out unevenly, his expression dazed, he gulped when he saw Thomas's gaze. Both of Newt's cheeks were bright red from the cold air.

Thomas bit his lower lip and looked away.

“We should run to the hut, you know? ” Thomas muttered to break the atmosphere.

“Yes, but from the looks of it, it's probably difficult,” Newt muttered softly, “Even though it's better than staying here... “

As soon as Newt finished speaking The sky roared above the two of them once again. Thomas almost flinched away. But he glanced over and saw Newt wincing in fear. The way Newt sat still, hugging his knees, It made the other party's body tremble even more. Newt exhaled at the same time as he looked away from Thomas. His brows furrowed as he knew he was being watched by Thomas.

'This....it..' Thomas thought in his heart.

Thomas continued to look at Newt with strange eyes and a smile that showed his incredulity. Newt still frowned as well. He pursed his lips tightly. and turned the other way He knew what Thomas would say next sentence.

“Newt...” Thomas said cautiously. “Are you..?”

“Oh, yes, is that okay? ” Newt's trembling voice rang out, "God...."

To Thomas the complete question was not uttered. But he knew Newt knew what he was going to ask. So he spoke out the answer. He just continued to stare at Newt. Without knowing that How uncomfortable that sight made the blonde feel. Thomas' eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Newt's tears seemed to well up at the corners of his eyes.

Newt turned around and muttered, “Stop staring at me like that... Termites...."

“Ah..no, no..I just..” Thomas stammered. He looked away. “I just didn't expect you to be like this..”

“I guess I didn't surprise everyone?” Newt said back.

The feeling in Thomas' heart made him remember how much he wanted to get back the words he had just spoken a moment ago.

Newt saw Thomas' expression, sighed, and looked down.

“Listen..Tommy, I'm sorry..it's a long story.”

“I'm sure it's a long story,” Thomas said. “You can tell me, you know.. Like, we're already close friends, aren't we?”

Newt smiled, "Yes, but I'm afraid your time will be wasted listening to the bad things in my life."

Thomas shook his head in denial. “You won't bore me,” he said. “I really want to listen.”

Newt hesitated to speak for a moment. He swallowed nervously.

Suddenly, the sky struck again. The colors of the clouds floating above were colored by the colors of the lightning that spread throughout the area.

Newt screamed. Cover your face with your arms Try to hug your raised knees to your chest as tightly as possible. His body couldn't stop shaking. A hand grabbed his own hair.

And crying?

Yes, Newt is crying.

It's not surprising at all. It's just the sound of sobbing. The moaning of crying over and over again. But Thomas had never seen Newt cry before, not even during those difficult times in the fields.

But can a storm make him cry?

Thomas didn't know what to think or do. But now he knew that Newt was extremely afraid of lightning.

“Newt…” Thomas started to say, “Ah---..”

“P..change...memories... Rainstorm.. Earthquake.. Run away, run away, fall, fall, fall ..." Newt closed his eyes. Mumbling around alone.

Thomas now felt his own stomach turn. “Newt.. Newt... please..” he said to Newt, trying to regain the other man's consciousness.

“Drowning..drowning...drowning.. All sunk!! oh my God!!!!!!"

“Newt!!!!! Calm down!!!!!” Thomas shouted.

The blonde looked up. His eyes widened. Lips slightly parted to gasp for air. Those pink cheeks were stained with tears.

“Tommy, I..” Newt said.

“Come here,” Thomas finally said. His hand intertwined with the other's hand. He didn't want Newt to feel this way anymore.

Newt pursed his lips, pretending to say something. But Thomas spoke up.

“Calm down, Newt,” Thomas muttered slowly. “It sucks, you know, when you're alone when you're in shock? or cold”

Newt began to feel colder. His cheeks reddened again. Maybe it was because of the cold weather. “I.. ah, yes, yes...”

Thomas didn't say anything else. He only smiled lightly at the person next to him who was sniffling from crying. Thomas gripped Newt's hand tighter. The heat from their hands radiated towards each other. A warmth rose in the hearts of both of them.

The two sat next to each other for a while. Before Newt leaned his head down onto Thomas's shoulder. Brown eyes looked down at the blonde. Thomas didn't hesitate and put his arm around the other's shoulder. Light-colored lips tugging at the corners of his mouth.

The sound of Thomas' heartbeat was so loud that even he himself could hear it.

Lightning strikes again But it seemed that his voice was getting farther and farther away. That means the storm is disappearing. Newt was slightly startled by the sound. He clung tighter to Thomas' arm. Buried your head in the other person's arm. Having Thomas beside him Newt felt himself incredibly calm.

Thomas just now saw how cute Newt was.

"Tommy.." Newt suddenly spoke up. His voice sounded much better than the first. "You should have known this.. That you are the only person who knows this and the only person I have done this to.”

"Of course," Thomas replied softly. Newt didn't say anything further.

A few hours later The storm stopped and that's when the two of them separated.

"Where have you all been??" Alby asked almost immediately. When he saw Thomas and Newt walk into the hut

The storm has stopped and the sky is clear. The sun shines down on the ground again. Thomas saw this and was a little relieved. To come out of that box once and for all. As he and Newt climbed up They didn't say anything to each other. And while walking to the hut together The eyes of the others also looked at them. Thomas licked his lips to relieve his nervousness.

"We're hiding in a box. Wait for the rain to stop and then come out." Thomas replied to Alby.

Alby almost gasped. "Really?!!? And you're alone in there?"

“Two people,” Minho corrected Alby. "They are two separate people."

Alby nodded. Giving out strange looks and smiles. "Like this."

"That's it." Thomas replied nervously. His eyes traveled to the blonde standing next to him. Saw Newt looking at his hand. Play with your thumb Some of the Gladers laughed.

"Alright, that's enough," Alby said with a smile. “We felt uncomfortable enough when we couldn't find you two. Why doesn't everyone go back to their jobs?”

“Yes, yes,” Minho replied lazily. The other Gladers walked out of the hut.

Everyone has left the hut.. Minho came out last. As he walked past Thomas and Newt A strong hand slammed down on Thomas' shoulder. The force made him turn around almost immediately.

“Maybe you should tell me what happened when you two were together in that box,” Minho said softly to him, winking at him before walking away.

Thomas watched the other person walk away and sighed again with boredom. "We didn't do anything at all."

“That's it!” Minho shouted back.

Now there were only him and Newt left around the hut. Thomas cleared his throat in apology. Before he could leave the area, Newt spoke up.

"Here," Thomas turned around at the sound of his voice. Brown eyes met Newt's. "Would you mind if, uh, there's a storm next time.."

"With pleasure," Thomas smiled back at Newt almost immediately.

Newt grinned. Nod a few times.

The blond was sure that the sound of lightning shouldn't frighten him any longer. As long as he has..

"Tommy"

Thomas turned around again.

"Thank you," Newt said with a smile as his feet followed Thomas.

Fin.

Hello everyone.

Thank you for reading until the end. This fic was translated from English with the same title. If there are any mistakes, I apologize.

TvT//

There were some moments when we were confused (haha).

I really like this couple... But from what I've read in this story, it seems like the equations have been reversed.

The language is still not very good. If you read this and are confused or don't understand, please comment.

Pulu.

Astraphobia

It's a type of fear. In this case, fear of lightning. I'm afraid of the sound of thunder.

Newtmas is good.