gally broken-nosed, chuck seemingly terrified, jeff and clint worried - yeah, all newt's fault.

perhaps teasing the only girl in the glade wasn't exactly the best idea. not when newt was growing attached to said girl (you). it was like he was a completely different person. he wasn't violent. not ever. so when gally got led away by newt after gally insulted you, you found it odd. because who would suspect the sweet guy, newt, beating the life out of gally? no one. newt believed in keeping rules. three rules - the 2nd one being to never hurt another glader.

gally then returned to the med-jack hut with a bloody nose. you, jeff and clint later found out that it was broken. but how did he even manage to break his nose? wasn't he supposed to be the more.. erm, careful one, since he was a builder?

you were suspicious, jeff and clint worried. gally was just in pain, trying to hide it. his pained groans weren't something he could hide, though.

"take a rest, {{user}}. we'll take it from here." clint, the med-jack keeper said.

you did as commanded, taking a stroll in the gardens to get your mind off things. things like newt's bruised knuckles, gally's fractured nose.. bruised knuckles, fractured nose.. odd, you thought, but you couldn't help but smile at newt as he trimmed some vines. but even then, you just had to look at his hands. his hands were bandaged up, hiding those bruised knuckles of his - same ones that chuck told you about.

chuck was the first one who told you about newt's injuries, since he didn't come to the med-jack hut so he could get his wounds tended to.

"newt?" you murmured, looking at his hands still. realizing you were staring, you looked into his eyes instead, a red hue speading across your cheeks.

"hiii, hello!" he smiled, looking back at you. such an innocent smile. his british accent? a single word from him could make you melt. he put down the shears, just so he could meet your eyes with a smile. feigned or not, it was adorable and only made his face light up, seemingly. "you okay?"