Description: Newt is dared to kiss you, but he ends up making an excuse. He comes to check on you later that night, and your the one to make the first move.

You were sitting in a circle around a smaller campfire with some of the boys to play truth or dare. It was you, Newt, Thomas, Minho, Gally, Winston, Clint, Jeff, and Chuck, in that order around the small fire. You had been playing for almost half an hour, and the sun was already down.

"Winston, truth or dare," Thomas asked.

"Truth," Winston replied.

"Aw come on Winston. Why are you such a chicken?" Minho joked while making clucking noises.

Winston ignored him as Thomas asked, "Have you ever cried while butchering an animal?"

He made a wide eyed face, and lowered his head. "No. No. Absolutely not. Why would I cry over a shuckin pig," he mumbled quickly.

"Aww that's so sad," you said while giggling because it was very obvious that he was lying.

"Anyways. Newt, truth or dare," he asked.

"I'll go withhhhhhhhh," he sat thinking while holding the last word. "Dare," he finally said.

"Ooh. This is new," you said, and the other Gladers laughed. It was Newts first time picking dare the whole game.

"Ok Newt. I dare you toooooo... kiss (Y/n)," Winston finally decided on.

This made your cheeks burst into flames. You had a major crush on Newt, and pretty much all of the Gladers EXCEPT Newt knew. They had made a few other Gladers kiss you in truth or dare, but this scared you. You sent a death glare to Winston, but most of the boys were smirking at you.

What if he hates it? Or what if  he runs away right after because you were so bad? You and so many thoughts running through your head, but they stopped when Newt scooted a little closer to you.

You turned your head to face his and he whispered, "We don't have to do this if you don't want to."

"It's fine," you whispered, and you both leaned in, but just before your lips met, he swerved his head, and kissed you on the cheek. He pulled away quickly, and moved back over to his original seat a few feet away from you.

Part of you wanted to sigh in relief while the larger part of you wanted to cry.

All of the boys went, "Aw come on Newt." or, "That wasn't a kiss."

"Hey you never said where I had to kiss her. You just said I had to, and I'm not gonna be like all of the other shuckfaces here who are just trying to get their hands on her," Newt stated. What he said made you both love him and hate him even more somehow. It hurt that he didn't really kiss you, but it made your heart swell that he was trying to respect you unlike some of the other boys who had tried to sneak into the showers with you.

You decided you had had enough for tonight, so you stood up and said, "I'm going to bed. See you tomorrow guys." You tried your best to hide your obvious disappointment, but you could tell you weren't doing very good job at it.

Some of the boys even gave you a look of pity before you jogged off to the homestead, and went up to your room. You closed the door behind you, and fell onto your bed. You just laid there for what felt like hours, until someone knocked on your door. You didn't feel like talking to anyone at the moment, so you said, "Go away."

"Love, it's me. Can I please just talk to you for a second," Newt asked while cracking the door open.

You quickly sat up on the bed, and said, "Sorry I thought you were Minho."

He walked through the door and walked over to sit on the bed next to you.

"Look if your mad at me I'm-" you cut him off right there.

"Why would I be mad at you," you asked in a confused tone.

"I mean you were just pressured to let some bloody shank kiss you, and I feel horrible that that shank had to be me. I was just trying to respect you and not be like the other slintheads here, and I wanted to make sure your not mad at me for just kissing you for a bloody dare," he was looking down at the ground through this whole rant of his, and the more he talked, the more you wanted to actually kiss him because of how shucking adorable he was.

After a second of you gathering up your courage, you said, "Hey Newt?" He looked up at you with sad eyes. You took a deep breath, and before you could chicken out you leaned in, and connected your lips with his.

At first he seemed startled, but after a second of processing what was going on, he kissed you back. He wrapped an arm around your waist, and another around the back of your head, pulling you closer to him. You wrapped your arms around his neck, and ran your fingers through his shaggy blond hair, tugging it as you went. This caused small moans to come out of his mouth, which caused you to smile into the kiss. He started leaning into you, so you leaned back on the bed until he was laying on top of you, supporting himself on his elbows on either side of you.

You both pulled away gasping for air, and Newt rested his forehead on yours. You stared into his eyes, and laughed.

"What," he asked in a whiney tone.

"I thought you said you didn't want to be like the other shanks here," you laughed, and he just rolled his eyes, but kept a smile on his face.

"Ya well it seems like you don't mind, but I mean I can just go," he said in a sarcastic tone while rolling off of you, and standing up off the bed.

You reached to grab his arm, and pulled him back onto the bed with you. He was laying next to you, and you snuggled into his side. He wrapped his arms around you and pulled you closer to his chest while chuckling.

"Yes I'll stay," he said, answering your unasked question. You sighed in content just from being held in his arms.

He leaned down and kissed your head, and whispered, "GNight, love."

"Good night, Newtie," you mumbled in a tired voice. You ended up falling asleep with a smile on your face, just thinking about one thing. To think this is all because of truth or dare.

Hey guys! I'm sorry this is so short and cheesy, I just thought it would be cute. I hope you enjoyed it, and please comment what you think. And send requests if you have them.
Anyways peace out my fellow shanks. I love you all, and please stay safe and healthy!