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hecalledmetommy replied to your post: therealslimalpha replied to your post: idk man,...
I just wanna note that I did in fact , on two separate blogs, stay forever
OH MY FUCKING GOD
With googles strapped down over his eyes, Newt flicked the large blow torch on. They were getting really close to pinning down the train they’d found out was currently holding Minho. His job was simple at face value but he had to be quick about it. So, Newt had been practising when ever he got the chance. He didn’t want to be afraid of the blow torch or the hiss of its fire. He wanted to be able to handle it easily and know what he was doing so everything went smoothly when the day finally came.
Pulling the torch up, Newt dragged across the large piece of scrap metal he’d found down near the docks. The sound that came from the torch cutting throw metal blocked out the sound of foot steps. He had no idea he was being watched and kept on going. It wasn’t till the Newt had been working on fell apart that he stopped and stood back. That was faster than the last time, and he was happy with how clean the cut was. Sighing he pulled off his googles and glanced over his shoulder. “Better then last time.” He mumbled. “Bloody things hard to handle.” Newt admitted as he flexed his hands and removed his gloves.
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“You’re cute. Come cuddle me?” She moved to flop on her bed, grinning at him.
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She feels like she’s standing too close, her arm brushing against his as she stays out of sight. It’s something that brings her some ounce of comfort despite the terrifying circumstances. Doe eyes lift to look at his face, uncertainty dancing in the gaze as she nods her head hesitantly. Surprisingly, it doesn’t take much for her to be persuaded into trusting him. “Okay, I can do that - just stay close,” She utters softly, voice thick with accent.
“ it’s just a scratch ”
"That's pretty shucking big to be 'just a scratch.' C'mere, let me look at it." Minho ordered, holding a hand out.