You, Newt and Minho were best friends and the only people you really talked to and Everyone knew you never like physical touch or contact and so everyone thought.

Everyone was at the bonfire which was held for the New Greenie named Thomas.

Minho and Newt came over and sat next to you, Minho put his head on your shoulder and Newts head went on your lap and you started playing with his hair as they both fall asleep. Everyone looks at you, Minho and Newt