#newt's memories from before the hivemind are... fuzzy

[jedi-kat-18]

all those newt with the parka posts in the domestication tag are giving SUCH a good vibe. if you feel like it, could you write something for domestication!newt with hermann's parka?

Alrighty. "I thought you would like to have this." The parka is old, frayed and worn. It's covered in patches, the color is faded, and the lining looks like it's been replaced several times. But it's warm and soft and smells like Hermann, so he takes it. He holds it up to his face, buries his cheek in the soft fur. It feels familiar and safe. Memories rise to the surface, of Hermann and him, when he was still whole and human and good. A warm cup of tea in Anchorage, the two of them complaining about the cold. Climbing onto the Shatterdome roof to look at the stars. Hermann trying not to laugh at one of his jokes. Hermann holding him after that first, terrifying Drift, the one that tore open his mind and let Them come crawling in.

"Thank you." He says. He hopes that Hermann understands, somehow, that he's not just talking about the parka. He's been given another reminder, that what Hermann says is true, and they really had been friends. That he really does care about Newt. And somewhere inside him, a few more broken pieces fit back together.