"What does Thomas have to do with this?" Minho asked, perplexed, "This is about you cheating on me with Alby,"

Newt felt a flash of anger course through him, "No, this is about you cheating on me with Thomas!"

Newt finally looked up at Minho, who was beyond confused.

"I think there's been a misunderstanding here," he said.

If Minho hadn't been with Thomas... Newt thought, then what have I done?

"But you've been sleeping at his place. Hell, you've been wearing his clothes! What am I supposed to think?"

"Oh," Minho said simply, realization dawning on his face, "I didn't want to tell you because I thought you'd blame yourself but..."

He looked off into the distance, and Newt realized how tired he looked. There were bags under Minho's eyes and his burly frame looked a little deflated.

"My parents kicked me out of the house," he continued, "This guy, Ben, wrote some homophobic shit on my locker and they called my parents in to settle it. When they found out that it was technically true, they let me pack up my stuff and told me to come back when I'd 'straightened out'. I figured I'm almost eighteen so I could live on my own, and well, Thomas let me stay at his place for a while until I can get a job."

Newt had gone pale, "You have to go back, Minho. You can't live on your own just for me, that's just-"

Minho closed his eyes for a minute, "It's not for you. I've known this was coming for a while. Ruth threw them off the trail for a bit, but I was sick of having to live a lie around them. I don't need that shit, and as stressful as this is, I'm gonna come out better on the other side. Uhh, no pun intended,"

Newt laughed at that. He quickly sobered up though, "I am the worst boyfriend ever. Why did I just assume-"

"Because it actually made a hell of a lot of sense."

"And then, with Alby... I'm so sorry, Min. I swear it wasn't because I love him or anything. The elevator was dark, and I was angry, and I know these are just excuses. I screwed up and I hurt you and I'm so sorry,"

Minho looked back at him and Newt was surprised to see tears in his eyes, "Look. I'm not going to say 'it's fine', because it isn't, but that doesn't mean this has to be over. I still love you and trust you and I know that we both made mistakes. It's not like we can forget this, but we can move past it. What do you say to new beginnings?"

Minho offered his hand and Newt took it, a familiar weight in his palm. He looked out over the park, just starting to break free from winter's hold. He thought back to all the bad choices and the very good ones that had brought him here. He felt the twinge of pain in his side as he twisted towards Minho. And finally, he relaxed as Minho met his lips halfway. This was what he wanted - the comfort, the familiarity, the ease. There would be ups and downs, but as long as he could find this, it would all be alright.

He broke away from the kiss for a second, "I say hell yes to a new beginning,"