you and newt are on a date, you’re both laying on the beach late at night, staring up at the bright starts in the dark sky, the waves across from you crashing softly in the background, it’s so relaxing. you and newt are laying right next to each other, holding hands, your fingers intertwined. newt grins warmly and points up at the sky with his free hand. “look, a shooting star! did you wish?” he exclaims, you look up and it’s already gone, you let out a small sigh. “oh, I didn’t have time..” you mumble. “and is there something you wish for?” he asks you softly. “yes.” you reply, newt looks at your face and uses his free hand to tuck a loose strand of your hair behind your ear, his touch lingering. “what do you wish?” he asks quietly, staring deep into your eyes as he waits for your answer, his glasses reflect off the moonlight.