Thomas was washing the dishes when he got a phone call from Newt. He wiped off one of his hands and answered it before putting it on speaker phone.

     "Hey what's up?" Thomas said loudly as he put his hands back in the soapy water.

    "Tommy what are you doing right now?"

    "Uh washing the dishes why?"

    "Do you have a radio by you?"

    "No, why?"

    "Okay then just listen," Newt said. There was a pause before loud music started playing through the speaker.

    Thomas recognized it as one of Newt's songs.

    "Oh my god your songs on the radio?" Thomas asked as he felt himself smiling.

    "Yes!" He could hear the excitement in Newt's voice, it was adorable. "Isn't that like, so cool?!"

    "Yes, that's awesome Newt."

    "Minho and Teresa are like, freaking out. Do you wanna come over? We're having some sort of celebration I guess...all I know is that Minho made salsa and it's actually pretty decent for Minho."

    "Are you sure?" Thomas asked as he finished washing his last dish. He cleaned his hands off and dried them on a towel. "I don't wanna intrude, this is a big thing for you guys."

    "Yeah it is a big thing, that's why I want you there."

    "Okay." Thomas couldn't stop the smile from spreading across his face. "I'll be there in around fifteen."

    "Okay, I'll see you," Newt said before hanging up.

    His phone dinged with a text from his sister saying "NEWT'S SONG IS ON THE RADIO!!!!!!!!"

    Thomas laughed and sent back "I know, he's so excited."

    Thomas got his jacket and keys and got in his car to head to Newt's house. He drove there quickly, he hadn't seen Newt in a few days and he was ashamed to say he missed him. They weren't even officially dating, but Thomas was wrapped around the guitarist's finger. He couldn't even deny that he was head over heels for him. When he finally got there he parked in the street, being careful not to hit the curb.

    Thomas only had to knock once on the front door before it swung open.

    "Hi Thomas!" Teresa greeted him as she let him inside.

    "Hey Teresa." He smiled at the girl as she flipped her long hair behind her shoulder.

    "Newt's in the kitchen I think."

    "Is that Tommy?" Newt peaked his head around the corner, grinning when he did. He crossed the room quickly and pulled Thomas into a tight hug.

    It took Thomas by surprise, but he hugged him back. "I'm proud of you," he said softly as he hugged Newt tighter.

   Newt was smiling as he pulled away. "He's so cute isn't he?" Newt asked Teresa as he took Thomas hand and lightly squeezed his face with the other hand.

    Teresa huffed out a laugh. "Newt's like on cloud nine right now, I think his face is going to be permanently stuck in that smile."

    "Of course I'm happy!" Newt exclaimed. "I wrote that song and it's on the radio. Minho's drums are on the radio, your voice is on the radio!" He squeezed Thomas' hand.

    "It's pretty cool...cool enough that we totally ordered a pizza, I hope you like olives."

    "I like olives," Thomas replied which made Teresa nod her head in approvement.

    "Good thing he's smart...I'm gonna go help Minho, I'll bring the stuff out when he's ready can you get the pizza when it comes?"

    Newt nodded before dragging Thomas to the couch. Thomas jumped in shock when Newt plopped down on his lap.

    "The radio Tommy!" Newt exclaimed as he grinned at him. "The fuckin radio. You know what they said? They said we were gonna be the new band on the rise or something like that."

    "I'm proud of you," Thomas said again as he let his hand rest on Newt's lower back. "You guys deserve it."

    Newt looked so happy, it was adorable so Thomas did what his body wanted him to do and leaned up to kiss him. Newt smiled into the kiss as he let one of his hands slide into Thomas' hair and it was slow and nice Thomas wanted it to last forever. Thomas trailed his hand from Newt's knee, up to his thigh where he stopped and let it rest there.

    "You're good at that when you're not freaking out," Newt laughed softly as he pecked his lips again.

    "You know it's your fault for being intimidating."

    "I'm not intimidating!"

    "You are a little bit."

    "How so?"

    "Cause I like you too much."

    Newt smirked at that. "Now that's not a bad thing."

    "It's a bad thing if you don't feel the same."

    Newt just shook his head and pressed another soft kiss to Thomas' lips. "I think it's fair for me to say that I'm a little obsessed with you too."

    "I never said I was obsessed..."

    "Yeah okay Mr. Laptop pictures."

    Thomas felt his ears turn red. "You said you wouldn't bring that up again!"

    Newt was laughing. "That's wrong. I never said that."

    "You suck," Thomas groaned as he hid his face in Newt's shoulder.

    "Is that what you thought about Tommy? Me sucking?"

    Thomas' face heat up even more. "Oh my god oh my god please shut up."

    The doorbell rang and Newt gently patted his head. "I gotta go get the pizza, I'm done tormenting you for now."

    Thomas leaned back so Newt could get up and rubbed his hands over his burning face.

    Teresa came into the room as Newt left, putting a plate of chips and what he assumed was Minho's salsa on the coffee table. She sat down next to him as she grabbed a chip and dipped it in the bowl.

    "How have you been Thomas?" She asked as she leaned back and shoved the chip in her mouth.

    "Good...hey really, congratulations about the radio, that's literally so awesome."

    "Thank you." She smiled and Thomas truly realized how pretty she was. He kinda understood his sister's obsession now.

    "Pizza's here you bloody bastards!" Newt called as he brought in the box and put it next to the chips.

    "Pizza?" Minho seemingly appeared out of nowhere. He flopped down next to Teresa and threw his arm around her which made her roll her eyes and push him off.

    Newt sat back down on Thomas' lap.

    Teresa opened the pizza box and passed everyone a slice. She raised hers up in some sort of fake cheer. "To having a song on the radio."

    Newt and Minho laughed but raised their pizza also. "We're fucking awesome."

    Everyone bit into their pizza and the only sound that passed between the four then were sounds of chewing.

    Thomas finished his pizza first and let his fingertips absentmindedly rub Newt's arm.

    "You think we'll tour soon?" Teresa asked as she wiped her mouth with her sleeve.

    Minho shrugged. "I kinda hope so. Playing the bars over and over is getting boring."

    "Radio is definitely a start," Newt added in as he leaned back against Thomas.

    "We should probably start making more songs soon," Teresa said as she stretched her arms over her head.

    Newt nodded. "I was working on a few, we can play through the parts I have and work on them from there."

    "Sounds good."

   "Got any interesting songs about your boy there yet?" Teresa asked which caught Thomas' attention.

    Newt shook his head as he guided Thomas' hands around his waist. "No. I'm not trying to scare him away T. I happen to like him a little bit."

    Thomas smiled as he held onto Newt tighter.

    "You couldn't scare him away, the second you look at him his face lights up like the fourth of july, he's whipped."

    "Stop it," Thomas whined as he pushed his face into Newt's neck.

    To his surprise Newt didn't join in the teasing he just put his hand overtop Thomas'. "Leave him alone, don't tease him."

    Minho and Teresa exchanged a look before trying to hide smiles behind their salsa covered chips.

    "Okay time for my contribution to the party!" Minho exclaimed as he turned on the TV. He went to their library and scrolled over a movie, grinning when it popped up.

    "You rented Bohemian Rhapsody?!" Teresa looked really excited as she sat up more.

    "We said we were gonna all see it together, but the movie theatre was too expensive so I rented it in celebration of our first song exposed to the mass public's ears."

    As Minho was talking Bo jumped up on the arm rest next to Thomas. "Just in time," Thomas said to the small cat who just purred and rubbed his head on Thomas' arm, begging to be petted. Thomas smiled and took one of his arms from around Newt to pet the unfairly adorable cat.

    Newt turned a bit when Thomas moved his arm but smiled when he saw Bo. "Hey buddy."

   "Bo knew we were watching his movie," Minho said as he pressed play.

    "He doesn't know he was named after a song," Teresa said as she watched Thomas pet the cat.

    "Blink doesn't know he was named after the best band of all times," Newt added as he looked around the room for his cat.

    "You shoulda went with my names for them." Teresa shook her head as she grabbed another piece of pizza.

    "Teresa and Teresa 2?"

    The girl smiled. "Yeah, sick names right?"

    "Shush, it's starting!" Minho hissed as the actual movie started.

    Of course Thomas knew the song, who didn't know Bohemian Rhapsody? He didn't know much about Queen though. He could barely see the TV because Newt was literally on his lap and mostly in front of his face but Thomas didn't mind too much. Bo kept licking his fingers with his weird rough tongue, probably tasting pizza sauce.

    "Bo, back off he's mine," Newt whispered to the cat who just looked at him curiously. Newt huffed out a laugh and pet the cat between the ears. "Fine, we can share."

    "Don't worry, you're cuter," Thomas said to Newt who just shook his head and focused back on the movie. Thomas rested his head on Newt's shoulder, so he could see better. Newt was rubbing the outside of his thigh absentmindedly which actually felt nice even through his jeans.

   By the middle of the movie Thomas came to the conclusion that Rami Malek was pretty hot. It was a good movie honestly, he was more interested in the small ways Newt was touching him, but he could honestly say it was good.

    Minho paused it to pee and Teresa got up to fill the chips. Newt smiled up at him when they left and pressed a kiss to his lips. Blink had wandered in at one point and fell asleep on Newt's lap while Bo was asleep on the arm of the couch.

    "There's so many cats," Thomas said softly as Newt pressed innocent kisses to his jaw.

    "They don't like to share me, they're claiming their territory."

    Thomas reached around to pet Blink who didn't even flinch from his sleeping spot.

    "Are your legs okay?" Newt asked.

    "They're fine, you're not heavy."

    "Are you sure? I can sit on the floor."

    Thomas tightened his hold on Newt's waist. "You don't have to move."

    Newt shook his head lightly. "Whatever you say."

    Teresa came back first, followed shortly after Minho who declared "okay girls and gays let's finish this masterpiece."

    When the movie ended Minho threw himself on the floor saying that Freddie Mercury put him into a coma.

    Teresa grabbed her bag saying that she had to go visit her mom, she hadn't told her the news yet.

    After saying goodbye to her Newt gently moved Blink off his lap and got up. Okay Thomas legs were definitely sore then, but he didn't mind. He stretched his legs before standing up too.

    "Minho, don't come downstairs," Newt said as he nudged the boy with his foot.

    The buff boy just groaned in response which probably meant okay.

    Newt took Thomas' hand and led him down the steps back to their little studio he saw a few weeks before.

    "Sit," Newt said as he pointed to the futon.

    Thomas listened and sat down, watching Newt curiously.

   "Fuck it's upstairs," Newt groaned. "Be right back."

    Thomas bounced his leg as he watched Newt run up the steps. He had no idea what the blonde boy was doing but it made him anxious, hell everything Newt did made him nervous.

    Newt came back not even a minute later with the acoustic guitar that Thomas saw in his room the other day.

    "What's that for?" Thomas finally asked.

    Newt didn't answer, he just grabbed a chair from the side and pulled it up in front of the futon. He sat down it in and positioned the guitar against his stomach and on his lap.

    "You wanted me to play something for you right?" Newt asked, he wouldn't meet Thomas' gaze which meant he was definitely nervous.

    "I mean yeah bu-"

    "Will you kiss me if I do?"

    "What?"

    "If I play something for you, will you kiss me after?"

    Thomas felt himself smiling. "Yeah, I'll kiss you after."

    Newt cleared his throat, finally looking up at Thomas. "And you can't laugh."

    Thomas frowned, Newt was so insecure about his voice it honestly shocked Thomas. How could a boy who loved music so much hate to sing?

    "I wouldn't laugh."

    Newt just swallowed and nodded while pulling the pick out from under the strings.

    Newt took a deep breath before strumming the small pick against the strings. Thomas recognized the opening chords almost immediately. Newt was playing wonderwall.

    When he finished the opening chords he took another shaky breath and met Thomas' eyes briefly. Thomas smiled softly which seemed to give Newt all the confirmation he needed.

    "To-day is gonna be the day that they're gonna throw it back to you..."

    If Thomas was confused before on why Newt hated his voice, he was a hundred times more confused now. Newt was good, like insanely good. His voice was different, but good, really really good.

     "...by now you shoulda somehow realized what you gotta do. I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now..."

     Newt smiled softly up at Thomas as he strummed on the guitar. Thomas' stomach was crawling into his throat and his heart was pounding. He wanted to hear nothing but Newt's voice for the rest of his life.

     "...backbeat the word is on the street that the fire in your heart is out, I'm sure you've heard it all before but you never really had a doubt, I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now..."

     Thomas could feel himself blushing for god only knows what reason. He knew Newt wasn't singing the song to him he was singing it for him but it still made him feel all weird inside.

    "...and all the roads we have to walk are winding, and all the lights that led us there are blinding, there are many things that I would like to say to you but I don't know how...because maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me and after all you're my wonderwall..."

     When Newt played the guitar it just looked...right. Like he was doing what he was supposed to be doing. His fingers moved flawlessly over the strings and he slightly tapped his foot along to the notes. Thomas tried not to stare creepily as Newt sang the first part over again. This time Thomas wasn't listening to the actual words, he was focusing on Newt's voice. He couldn't even describe it, he guessed it could be slightly compared to Isaac Slade's mixed with Paul McCartney.

     "...I said maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me, and after all, you're my wonderwall, I said maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me, and after all, you're my wonderwall, I said maybe, you're gonna be the one that saves me..."

     Newt finished playing the last few chords and bit his lip as silence fell over them. He gently moved his guitar off his lap and looked at Thomas with probably the most vulnerable expression he'd ever seen. Thomas didn't really know how to put what he felt into words so he just got up and straddled Newt's lap. He cupped his face in both hands and kissed him hard on the mouth.

     Newt's hands hesitantly slid up Thomas' back, stopping midway to hold onto the back of his sweater. Thomas shifted his hands down to rest on Newt's chest to hold himself up, he could feel how hard his heart was beating.

     Newt had nothing to be insecure about, Thomas wanted to kiss the insecurities away. Also the fact that Newt hadn't sang in front of anyone else before made his heart clench harder.

     "I take it that it was okay?" Newt said breathlessly as he pulled back a little from Thomas.

     Thomas smiled. "Okay? It was more than okay." Thomas pecked his lips again, being unable to help himself. "You don't realize how good you are."

     Newt just shrugged but his cheeks were turning red.

     "You'll do it again for me sometime?" Thomas asked as he played with the buttons on Newt's shirt.

     Newt smiled softly at him. "You gonna kiss me again like this if I do?"

     Thomas nodded and connected their lips again.

    Oh Newt, he thought, I'd kiss you like this anytime, all you have to do is ask.