Newtmas & Good luck, Babe!

Thomas and Newt were inseparable for a long time. Having survived everything that happened in the Labyrinth and beyond, they continued to support each other and remain close, no matter the circumstances. Their relationship slowly evolved from friendship into something deeper. Newt couldn't help but notice things in his friend that had previously seemed ordinary, familiar. He longed to spend more time alone, to talk for hours about intimate topics, and to touch Thomas.

Thomas acted as if he truly gave his friend hope, lighting a spark in his eyes. Simple handshakes turned into a warm intertwining of fingers—one that would linger in Newt's memory for hours. He thought only of Thomas, and perhaps Thomas thought of him too. Their gazes met at every opportunity, and the unforgettable smile on his friend's face was like an arrow piercing Newt's heart.

Everything was fine until Thomas started to back away. A girl named Teresa caught his attention—her touches and giggles evoked reciprocal emotions on Thomas's face. He skipped meetings, no longer held Newt's hand, and acted as if nothing had happened between them. Newt was consumed by his feelings; he was ready to climb the walls just to feel needed by this guy again. Teresa was attractive and popular, and of course, Newt knew that no one among the Gladers would approve of his romance with someone of the same sex. This led him to believe that Thomas was simply scared. And Newt learned to live without his presence.