𝐍𝐄𝐖𝐓 𝐈𝐌𝐀𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒 | 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘻𝘦 𝘳𝘶𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳

{10} Glade Gift: part two

Y/N's POV
Life had been going smoothly since Bunny's arrival. She had remembered her name three days after she arrived- Emilia- but by that point the nickname 'Bunny' had stuck.
Y/N had become Emilia's primary guardian, so her job as a Track Hoe had become more optional than necessary. She now spent her days as a sort of Third-In-Command with her her little Bunny bouncing around after her.

"Y/N?" Emilia questioned with the slight slur that all children have.

"Yes, Bunny?"

"Can you tuck me in?" Came the usual request from Emilia.

"Of course." Came the usual reply from Y/N.

After taking Emilia by the hand and guiding her to their neighbouring hammocks, Y/N lifted Emilia up into hers before guiding the blanket across her shoulders. Making a show of flamboyantly tucking her in, Y/N elicited a response of giggles from Emilia.

"Goodnight my little Bunny." Y/N said with a soft smile before pecking Emilia's cheek.

"Goodnight Y/N" Emilia said with a yawn as her eyes began to droop.

Smirking slightly with mirth over Emilia's childish antics, Y/N began to walk away, leaving Emilia to dream peacefully.

Newt's POV
Newt watched Y/N put Emilia to bed, thanking every star there was in the sky for his luck; he had the most amazing, kind and beautiful girlfriend.

"Hey."

"'Hey' to you too." Came her sarcastic reply as she cocked her hip out before sharing a quiet laugh with him.

"Come on, we still have an hour before the sun fully sets and the others are by the Deadheads." Newt hooked his arm around her shoulders, squishing her comfortably into his side as he kissed her forehead, before they began to walk to the Deadheads hand in hand.

Y/N's POV
It had been much longer than an hour, the sun had fully set and night had fallen, and yet her group was still awake, sharing jokes and stories.

"...so I told him: 'Shank, you can't use a saucepan for that!'" Frypan finished his story as everyone broke out in laughter, Y/N included.

Sat with her head rested against Newt's shoulder and her hand in his, she gazed up at him smiling lovingly. As he returned the smile before kissing her slowly, Minho yelled over:

"Oh, come on you shanks!! Get a room!"

Both people smiled into the passionate kiss before pulling away.

"We would if Gally would bloody build us one!" Came Newt's witty reply, before he led everyone into laughter.

Just as everyone's laughter was about to quiet down, a piercing scream broke through the air-
Emilia.

Y/N shot up off the ground before sprinting towards the hammocks, Newt quickly following; the others slowly gathered their wits back before heading off to their beds, leaving the couple to their routine.

Emilia suffered from infrequent but painful nightmares; she would wake herself up by screaming as she writhed in terror before Y/N and Newt would come and calm her down. Tonight was a bad night.

"Shhh, shhh Bunny. Calm down, sweetie. We're here, Newt and I, we're here- you're safe." Y/N wrapped Emilia up in her arms as Newt brought over a lamp for light.

Newt set down the lamp on the ground before encircling his girlfriend and the crying girl with his arms.
"Shhh, Bunny, it was just a dream, it's not real. You're ok, shh." Newt comforted an almost hysterical Emilia.

As Emilia's erratic breathing began to calm down slowly, Y/N started to sing, knowing that it would soothe her little Bunny and help her get back to sleep.

"Deep in the meadow..." Y/N sang softly as Newt rocked both girls in his arms back and forth.

Emilia slowly calmed down from her interrupted breathing, like an ocean calming after a violent storm. As her eyes began to droop, Y/N gently lay her back down before tucking her in again.

"We should go to sleep now too." Y/N whispered to Newt.

"Yeah, I just don't want to leave either of you." Came his soft reply, as he turned to face her.

Gazing up into his eyes, Y/N openly replied with trust, "Then stay."
Letting out a breath of air, she continued "My hammock's big enough for both of us and you can bring your blanket over. That way we can both keep an eye on Emilia."

"Okay," he breathily replied with pause of open vulnerability, "I'll be back in a minute." He quietly padded off to get his blanket.

Y/N slipped into her hammock, sleep overwhelmed her surprisingly quickly; so much so, that when Newt returned, her eyelids had already shut.

"Hi." His soft breath fanned over her neck as he crawled in beside her, wrapping an arm over her torso.

"Hi." She replied before snuggling back into him.

"Goodnight, love."

"Goodnight, Newtie."