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mae-gi-writes · 1 month

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Arch-nemesis . Gally (themazerunner)

There's a thin line between love and hate, especially when it concerns Gally.

A/N: I've re-watched the three Maze Runner movies and now I'm obsessed and getting back onto the TMR fantrain so bear with me and the future fics I've already got saved in my drafts TT 3 TT ------

You hate him with all your heart.

Truthfully, honestly. There isn’t anyone you hate more than this stupid asshole that thinks that he’s the centre of the earth.

You met him only when he’d been brought in by Lawrence and a few of his other guys, having been there just for a few weeks prior. Thinking that this might be your chance to make a new friend, you’d sidled over to him with a small smile as you asked for his name. That didn’t go as smoothly as you thought when he just grunted out his name in response and turned away from you like you were a pest instead.

But it isn’t just that. It’s the way he says your name in that really aggravating tone that grates at your nerves. It’s the way he always insists it’s your fault when you’re out on missions and come back with no updates. It’s the way he bullies you and calls you names whenever your paths cross and it makes you want to gouge his eyes out. It’s enough to say that you know Gally now and you know exactly what he’s made of. That, and the fact that you’d stay far away from him as you possibly could if that was an option.

“You’re loading it up wrong shank-face,” he’d tell you as you were re-filling your gun.

“Shut up Gally, I’m doing it properly.”

“Don’t come crying to me when the gun doesn’t work.”

“It’s none of your business if it doesn’t work.”

“It is my business if you’re gonna—“

“Right that’s enough,” your mentor and leader called Jared had to step in, like he did numerous times, to get you to cool off. You’d storm away in a fit of annoyance and irritation, hating how easily Gally got under your skin.

It’s been a few weeks since weird sightings of stray immunes have circulated the area and in reply to this, Lawrence had set you up for a mission with Gally to scout the outer walls of the Last City. That had only caused you to grumble about the unfairness of the situation.

“Why do I have to go?” Your eyes narrow at the familiar tall figure lingering in your peripheral. Gally is busy setting up his weapons as you try to plead your case, seemingly uncaring about your protests, “and with him of all people? We don’t work well together Lawrence—“

“Everyone else is taken or busy with other tasks. Meaning that only you two are free,” Lawrence cuts you off without a hint of sympathy, “so either you do as you’re told or you can leave Y/N. As simple as that.”

In the end you have no choice but to abide by his rules, strapping up your weapons and defenses before Gally calls out your name. You turn just in time to catch the water bottle he sends your way, yelping in the process.

“You’re looking a little distraught, shank-face,” he smirks at you from where he stands loading up the provisions, “scared of what you’ll find out there? If you ain’t good enough, just don’t come and waste people’s time.”

“Nobody asked for your opinion, ugly brows.”

“I’m just worried you might slow me down. I’m not a goddamn babysitter.”

“I didn’t ask for one, now will you shut up and stop talking?”

“I’m surprised these two haven’t killed each other off yet,” murmurs one of Lawrence’s men.

“Killed or kissed you mean,” Jared lets out a chuckle.

These words are enough to cause the others to look at him with shocked faces, “what do you mean?”

“Isn’t it clear?” Jared motions towards the two currently bickering, “bet that by tomorrow night these two will get together.”

“I bet they last a week before they kiss.” Another says.

“Oh come on, I’m betting two weeks. Gally isn’t that type of guy.”

“What about me?” Gally’s voice causes them all to shut up, looking at him with guilty smiles and with shakes of their heads.

“Nothing to worry about Maze boy,” Jared flicks him off with a wave of his hand, “now off you go, both of you. And I expect some good news when you return.”

“Of any kind,” someone adds quietly, to which they all cackle.

You’ve toured the city a million times before in search of any kind of entrances that might lead to the inside, where all of Wicked laid. So it’s nothing out of your depth to follow Gally around as you survey the area and scout for more sources of information.

In all honesty, touring with Gally isn’t that much different from anyone else. On the contrary, Gally’s determined nature conjoined with his natural physical ability to excel just renders him an even more ideal battle partner. Not that you’ll ever tell him that. It will surely come bite you in the ass later when you least expect it.

You’re almost at the perimeter when you notice something off about one of the citizens. It’s a little girl, her face contorted in a grimace as she holds her hands in front of her tummy. For a moment, she sways in the middle of the crowd and you’re about to dismiss it, when another figure stalks in and takes a swipe at her with a stick.

The girl yelps as the stick hits her knees, crumbling to the floor like a sack of bones.

Before you know it, you’re sprinting towards her, anger flaring through your chest as your hands steady themselves on the gun. You barely hear Gally’s voice as you stumble in front of the kid just in time to point your weapon at the older man.

“What do you think you’re doing?” You hiss at him.

The man’s eyes widen. He takes a step back, “no no, get away from her, you don’t understand—“

“Understand what? That you were going to beat her to death?” You click your gun into place, “nice try old man, now tell me—“

“Get away from her!” He yells at you, “she’s not normal! She’s—“

And a growl erupts from behind you. You swivel around in panic, eyes going wide upon noticing for the first time the dark patch close to her eyes.

The Flare.

The girl twitches. A small sob falls from her mouth. Your heart jumps to your throat, stumbling back half a step as weird animalistic noises echo from her mouth.

And then, she pounces.

You yell out something— you’re not too sure what — and are about to knock her on the head as she throws herself at you—

A bullet explodes on the right side of her brain and she falls to the ground like a puppet.

You stare at her for a minute. One more.

Your gaze slowly trails up to see familiar booted feet.

“What were you even thinking?”

Gally’s voice is usually deep. But this time, even you can’t stand up to the anger simmering in his voice. It’s dark and holds some kind of laced savagery that makes your toes curl in apprehension.

He takes your silence as guilt before grabbing onto your arm and roughly pulling you out of the crowd. He doesn’t stop and for once you don’t fight him, still not over the shock of seeing that poor girl’s face, the crazed look in her eyes. You’re so deep in your thoughts that you don’t realize you’re at your truck until Gally practically throws you against its side.

Your back digs into the metal and you grunt at the impact, the ache stinging your spine. But before you can do anything else, huge palms come to a rest on either side of your head.

Gally leans into you, so close that you can feel the heat radiate off him in waves.

“What the fuck was that about?” He growls, voice dropping even lower.

Somehow, it causes a shiver to run up your spine. Not one of fear, something else. Something that makes your stomach squeeze into knots.

“I—“ for once, you don’t seem to have any words. Instead your head turns away from Gally’s eyes as you bite down onto your lower lip, “I’m sorry.”

“Sorry? You’re sorry?” He scoffs, laughs to himself before his gaze hardens once more, “sorry for what Y/N? For almost getting yourself killed? Are you insane?! She could’ve literally infected you and you—“

“I didn’t know she was infected.” You tried to protest.

That seems to aggravate him even more, “You didn’t even bother to check!” His nostrils flare.

“Well I said I’m sorry!”

“Sorry’s not going to cut it if you turn into one of those Cranks you stupid slinthead! You need to be more responsible! I literally turn away for one minute and you’re—“

“Oh stop exaggerating Gally. I was trying to protect her—“

“Yeah and look how that ended!”

You snap, “why are you so pissed? It was an accident and I already said sorry!”

“It’s not just that Y/N!” He yells with such emotion that his face flushes red, “What if I wasn’t there? What would you have done then?!”

“Why the fuck do you care? You wanted me gone—“

Your words cut off in mid-conversation when his large hands suddenly cup your face before pulling you in to crash his lips against yours.

Your eyes widen, brain freezing, as butterflies erupt through your stomach.

Wow.

Is this what a kiss is?

And this is Gally, kissing you like he means it.

It's almost like time has stopped.

Heart pounding, your body slowly melts against his. You’re in a trance-like state, watching yourself crumble under his fingertips that he places right under your jaw, his other hand sliding down to your hip to pin you in place.

The kiss is surprisingly gentle yet firm. His mouth moves slowly, hesitantly, almost like he fears breaking you. And yet, when you respond with a soft movement of your own, the rumble of his chest has your stomach squeezing with adrenaline.

You’re not too sure what’s happening. Here you are, with the world’s biggest dick, kissing him like he’s your lover when all you’ve ever wanted was to kick him in the face for being a class A asshole.

But it’s weird because this, however, feels so right. Like you’re meant to be locking lips, like he doesn’t want anyone else in his arms but you. And when he cages you in his hold with even more intensity it makes you gasp, causing him to slip his tongue into your mouth with an ease that has you parting like melted butter.

Slowly, your hands trail up to his chest, grabbing hold of his dark tunic and tugging slightly as his teeth suckle onto your bottom lip. A noise echoes from the back of your throat and he growls in response, pressing you even harder so that your head tilts back against the truck’s surface.

You need air at some point and so break away from him with a small gasp, chest heaving.

Gally doesn’t hesitate. He dives down to press a kiss to the side of your jaw, down your neck, imprinting his mouth over your skin over and over again in a way that has your body shuddering with delight. Big hand sliding down to the back of your neck to pull you even closer into him, the young man’s lips find a soft spot at your pulse point, causing a whine to fall from your lips at his action.

His chest rumbles in satisfaction and before you know it he’s back to kissing you. This time it’s more heated; mouths clashing and teeth clicking and tongues battling.

And then, the reality of the situation hits you straight in the face.

You freeze. What in the shucking world are you even doing?

You’re making out with Gally, right beside your truck. In broad daylight.

The thought alone makes your hands push him away and your lips disconnect with a small ‘pop’ sound.

You’re gasping for breath at this point, eyes wide as they flutter up to lock onto his own and you’re surprised at what you find there.

There’s some sort of softness, genuine care and something more, something darker that you can’t really put your finger on.

It makes you want him.

You want him.

Shuck’s sake.

“Y/N—“ Gally starts but you’re already moving out of his hold, slipping away from his warmth and suddenly it feels a little too cold.

You shake your head at him, decide it’s best to keep your eyes away as you open the door to the passenger seat, “let’s go. We have a mission to finish.”

You don’t want to talk about it.

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It’s been days.

Days since the incident.

Days since you’ve been trying to get Gally out of your head.

You don’t understand why he’s having such an effect on you. Theoretically speaking, you should’ve bashed his head in and turned him over to Lawrence for sexual assault.

But you haven’t, and he’s also probably questioning why.

As a result, you’ve done everything in your power to avoid him. You wake up thirty minutes earlier to eat your breakfast so that you don’t have to bump into him at the table, you take the first errands that come to you — the boring ones like refilling tanks and getting the food supplies and guarding their premises. All that so that you don’t have to deal with Gally’s bullying.

Well, not that you’ve heard from him much either.

“What happened between you two?” Jared asks one evening as you help him move the supplies fresh from the last raid from the Last City.

“What?” You stare at him blankly, “what are you talking about?”

“You and Gally. You had a fight or something?”

“When are we not?” You snort, though you can’t deny the flush creeping up your neck as the memory of Gally’s body against yours resurfaces.

“Well I know you fight, but you’ve been ignoring each other.”

“And? Why is that a concern? Shouldn’t you be glad there’s less noise?”

“You’ve got a point I suppose.”

You don’t tell him it’s because you’re nervous of all the things that keep flashing through your head. You don’t tell him about how you keep on thinking of Gally’s mouth on yours, the lingering taste of him like a ghost along your lips. You don’t have to and you don’t want to, because you know that it’s going to entertain an idea far too surreal and ridiculous for you to think about.

It isn’t until a few days after your little mishap that Gally finds you in the storage room. You’ve woken up early to help the newest recruit unpack the food supplies just loaded into the main building dock, only to find out that he had this massive crush on you.

So you’ve been trying to bat him off all morning despite his most desperate attempts.

“Just give me a chance Y/N,” he says as he takes a box from your hands with a wink, “I promise I won’t make you regret it.”

You snort, “no thanks,” and turn back to keep unloading.

But he makes a grab for your hand. You yelp, pulling it out of his grasp, “what do you think you’re doing—“

“You think you’re so tough huh?” He makes another grab for your forearm this time and cages you into his grip. You try to wriggle out to no avail, his fingers squeezing so hard that you let out a cry of pain, “ow—“let me go, asshole.”

“Not until you agree.”

Your glare deepens, “I said no.”

He pulls you closer, stinky breath washing over your face and making you want to barf, “did I tell you how sexy you are when you try to act all tough and shit? I mean that’s literally—“

“Get your hands off her.”

He freezes. You do too. You recognize that voice. You could've recognized that anywhere. Your head tilts over.

Gally.

Oh.

Eyes widening at the sight, you quickly pull your arm away when the newbie drops it in shock.

“Move away,” Gally’s voice drops an octave and causes a string of butterflies to erupt through your chest, “now.”

The newbie frowns, “Who’re you to boss me around?”

“I said: Now.”

And maybe it’s the fact that Gally seems to straighten when he says it so it looks like he’s towering over the other boy, but the latter mutters a curse word under his breath and finally relents, throwing you a scowl in the process as he ducks out of the storage room.

You can’t help but lock eyes with your savior, though quickly averting your eyes in embarrassment as you resume stacking boxes after boxes. You hope that he’s just going to turn around and act ignorant, just like these past few days.

“Y/N.”

You don’t answer, resolutely trying your best to act busy.

“Y/N.”

Maybe it’s the way he says your name that makes you turn impulsively. Your eyes flit to his face, then look back down to his chest. A safer bet, “what?”

He takes a step closer, and another, and another. You swallow thickly, feeling your throat clog up with emotion as you stumble back against the boxes until no escape seems available.

Why is it that you’re always getting trapped by him?

“W—What is it?” You stammer out in hopes he can’t hear how wild your heart is beating, "What do you want?"

He lets out a soft sigh and seems to drop his shoulders in defeat, opening up his palms in a sign of defeat, "I just--I think we need to talk."

"There's nothing to talk about."

"Y/N--"

"No Gally," you whip around then with eyes narrowed into slits and your fists curled beside you, "if this is about what happened in the Last City, I don't want to talk about it. It was a stupid shucking mistake and--"

"Stop using Glader slang," he interrupts like a smart-ass and you all but growl at him in irritation, "it doesn't suit you."

"Oh shut up already," you whip around and decide that it's useless to try and have a civil conversation. You'd rather focus your energy on finishing off your task.

But seems that he's determined to bug you, for you feel the warmth of his hand imprint itself on your forearm before he's tugging you. Not too harshly, gently enough that you could've stopped if you wanted to.

You let yourself turn around, cursing inwardly at how the closeness between your two bodies is rendering you a little breathless, a little weak in the knees. He's so close that you have to tilt your head up to look at him, and what you see in his gaze makes your heart skitter.

"It wasn't," he murmurs, "a mistake."

"It was a mistake," you shoot back straightaway, "we can just forget about it--"

"I don't want to. I--" he clears his throat, looks away for a second. And when his eyes find yours once again you feel your breath catch in your throat because he's looking at you in a certain way. That way. With the same kind of tenderness that makes you want to wrap your arms around him and bury your face into his chest and smell the earthly, Gally scent that had wrapped around you back when you'd kissed--

No.

You almost smack yourself, horrified. What in the world are you thinking?!

"I like you, Y/N." Gally’s voice jerks you back to reality, “I like you a shuck lot and—“

“Don’t,” you press a finger to his lips as you try desperately to put some distance between, shaking your head in horror, “no no, you don’t like me. You like me ‘cause I’m the only girl around here and it’s just your hormones talking—“

He shakes you off, “what are you on about?” He frowns before grabbing both your hands to cage them in his grip, “I know what I feel Y/N. Don’t tell me otherwise—“

“Gally please,” you scramble for coherent thought but logic is slipping away by the second. Even more so when he’s tugging you gently to him, even more when his face is a picture of softness and affection, “we hate each other’s guts—“

“I never said that.” He pauses to read your expression, fear suddenly flickering in his expression, “do you hate me?”

“I—“ the words get tangled in your mouth. You want to tell him you hate him, loathe him with all your heart and that you just want him gone and that you hates his kiss.

But you can’t.

Because it’s a lie, the truth is that you think your heart beats for him. You’re not sure since when, but that kiss had confirmed it surely enough: you like Gally more than you think you do. And that thought is terrifying.

You’re so close to him that if you let your hands drop they’ll brush against his chest, so close that you can feel his warm breath fanning across your skin and the heat of his jody permeating to yours.

Ducking your head in embarrassment, you bite down onto your lower lip.

“Answer my question, Y/N.”

You swallow thickly, “I—I don’t know.”

Gally looks down at you still, not giving you the easy way out you would’ve preferred and you find yourself crumbling under his stare.

“No,” you whisper, “I don’t hate you.”

He shifts a little closer still, eyes flitting down to your lips in a silent question.

Your breath catches. Your mouth parts. His scent wraps around you like a soft cocoon.

And then you’re lifting yourself up to kiss him.

He makes a noise of surprise at the back of his throat and you grin to yourself, loving that you caught him off guard. But that doesn’t last, for his big hands quickly drop yours to wrap around your waist before pulling your body to his and kissing you like he hasn’t seen you in ages, like he’s missed you, like he wants to do this forever.

Gally, you soon realize, kisses with his entire intention, not leaving one part of your mouth untouched and adamant on making you go pliant in his hold. You allow yourself to back up as he prods you, until your back hits one of the storage boxes hazardly stacked one atop the other, and Gally doesn't hesitate to press his chest against yours as a soft moan echoes from the back of his throat.

As his lips curve against yours in the most intimate of manners, your hands seem to take on a life of their own as they travel up his chest, caress the broadness of his shoulders, before wrapping around the back of his neck and teasing the soft baby hairs found there. You feel him grinning into your mouth and soon enough you're grinning too, foreheads pressed together as you catch your breath.

"Not bad at all," Gally murmurs, stealing a kiss from you and causing your face to flush deep red, "for someone who can't load a gun properly."

"I can too load my gun properly," you pinch him playfully and he responds with laughter.

That's when you hear your mentor's voice booming with surprise from the front entrance of the storage room:

"Well look what we have here! I told you guys they wouldn't last a week!"

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il0veaphr0dite · 2 months

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MORE THAN FRIENDS

A/N: feel free to request anything !!

Warnings: nothing but fluff !!

Word count: 1116

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You and Minho are considered best friends. You know it, Minho knows it, even the gladers know it.

Gladers would joke and say that you were two peas in a pod, Which is funny because everyone knew you two couldn't be more different from each other.

Minho, Being the Keeper of the Runners means he's the best runner out of everyone, Which makes his ego very high. Many gladers would say he's very sarcastic and mean at times.

On the other hand, you are a Medjack who's loved and adored by the gladers. Gladers describe you as kind and gentle.

It was a shock to everyone when you two started hanging out more often.

Now it's considered a normal thing because of how many times you guys are together.

Everyone in the glade says you're more than friends but you and Minho disagree.

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You were lying on a bed in the Medhut, Jeff and Clint on the bed next to you.

Things had been quiet, which was surprising because usually the Slicers were always getting hurt.

You got up from the bed and made your way to the kitchens.

Frypan was always complaining that no one ever helped him in the kitchens. And since you had nothing to do, you decided to go help him.

You walk up to the kitchens and spot frypan right away.

“Hey!” you said sprinting towards him.

He turned around surprised to see you there.

“Hey, what are you doing here?” he questions

“Everything has been quiet in the Medhut so I decided to come help you,” you spoke as you jumped up on the counter.

“Help?” he asked “you mean just sit there and talk?”

“I would never!” you said jokingly putting your hand on your chest in an offended manner.

“Well since you're here to help, could you cut these for me?” he said motioning to the pile of potatoes next to you.

You got off the counter, grabbed a knife, and began cutting potatoes.

You continued to cut the potatoes but accidentally cut your finger. You hissed, dropping the knife.

“You okay?” Frypan asked as he stopped cutting tomatoes.

“Yeah,” you say nodding, picking up your knife, and continuing to cut the potatoes.

As you begin to transfer the potatoes to a pot, you hear footsteps coming toward you.

You look up to see Minho jogging towards you.

You smile waving at him.

“What are you doing in the kitchen?” he asked as he walked into the kitchen.

“It's been a quiet day in the Medhut, so I came here to help Frypan,” you said, turning around to face him.

He nods but his eyes seem to be looking at something behind you.

You turn around to see Ben, waving Minho over.

“Well, I have to go but be careful,” he said, leaving the kitchen and jogging to Ben.

You turn around, grabbing the pot and handing it to Frypan.

“So, what was that about?” he asked, taking the pot from you and placing it on the stove.

“What are you talking about?” you asked, not sure what he was talking about.

“The “Be careful”?” he asked as he began to cut onions.

“He was just telling me to be careful, what's wrong with that?”

“Why would he jog all the way over here to talk to you for 5 seconds?” he questioned.

You shrug your shoulders, not knowing the reason yourself.

“Come on. Everyone sees the way you two look at each other”

“I don't know what you're talking about,” you said, plainly confused.

“I mean did you ever consider that you may like him?”

You turn your head to look at him “What?”

“Just a thought.”

You begin to clean the counter “Yeah, okay”

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That night, you lay on your hammock thinking about what Frypan had said.

Could you really like Minho?

I mean you guys were together all the time, and sure your heart beats a little faster whenever he's around. But that doesn't mean anything.

Right?

Then it strikes you. You really do like Minho.

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The next day, you find yourself ignoring Minho. You knew that it would be weird now that you finally acknowledged the fact that you liked him.

You were cleaning up the Medhug while Jeff was helping Winston.

“I'm gonna go find Clint,” Jeff spoke, walking out of the Medhut, leaving you alone.

You soon finished cleaning and turned around to find Minho leaning against the door frame.

“What are you doing here?” you asked surprised.

He holds up his finger, which has a paper cut.

You motion for him to sit on the bed. As he sits down, you go and grab a Band-Aid, unwrap it, and make your way back to him.

You grab his finger and wrap the Band-Aid around his finger.

After you're done you look at him, but he’s already looking at you. You quickly diverted your gaze away from him

“All done,” you said as you turned to walk away when Minho grabbed your hand.

“Why are you ignoring me?”

“What do you mean?” you said trying to act clueless.

“You know what I mean. What's going on with you? Did I do something wrong?” he asked.

“No, you didn't do anything,” you said, sitting down next to him.

“Then what's wrong?”

You sighed “ It’s nothing, just something Fry said.”

“What’d he say?”

“He just said something about how we look at each other and..”

“And?” he asked, waiting for you to continue.

“And asked me if I had ever considered that I may like you,” you said hesitantly as you put your hand on the bed.

“Well..have you,?” he asked, your hands brushing against each other.

You turn your head away from him “Maybe..”

“What if I told you that I may have considered that I like you too?”

You turn your head towards him.

“Seriously?” you ask.

He nods “Seriously”

He puts a hand on your cheek as he leans in.

As your lips were about to touch yours, you heard a cough.

You both quickly distanced yourselves and turned around to see who the cough belonged to.

You saw Jeff and Clint who were giggling like girls and whispering “I told you so”

“We’ll just leave” Clint said as Jeff nodded.

As soon as they both left, Minho grabbed your chin and kissed you.

You were shocked but soon melted into it.

You put your hands on his neck as his went around your waist.

You both pulled away to catch your breath.

“I should probably ask you out right now.”

You laughed “Yeah, you should”

“Would you like to go out with me?”

“I would love to.”

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#minho tmr #minho x reader #maze runner #mazeposting #minho headcanons #minho maze runner #minho x you #the maze runner #minho #minho imagines #tmr minho

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scorchedmazes · 1 month

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ok but think about it,, minho ran three years in the maze.

meaning he had a first day of running. a first week. a first month. a first year.

so,, imagine:

he runs the inner sections first. then gradually, he runs the outer sections. mostly alone at first, until alby decides they need partners.

each day his legs becoming more tired. more sore.

he hides it. he hides the pains in his sides as he runs. he hides the pain that shoots up and down his legs from overuse. he hides the fact that his lungs feel like they could explode if he runs anymore.

he hides all of that bc he’s the fastest runner,, which eventually leads to him being named keeper.

none of the gladers know that he spends the rest of his day/night massaging his legs and stretching. none of them notice how his face twitches in pain when he sits down or stands up after sitting for too long. none of them see how hard it is for him to hide his pain not only physically but mentally as well.

#the maze runner #tmr minho #he eventually got used to the pain and the more he ran the stronger he got #but those first few months had to be hard on him #physically and mentally #might have to write a fic ab this or smth #i started to run so this is lowkey me just projecting but shh #my headcanons #ari rambles ab minho (per usual)#ari talks

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ecoamerica · 1 month

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itsjustrosee · 15 days

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hii. i was wondering if you’d be okay with posting boyfriend headcanons? for minho mostly. if not it’s totally fine!!

have a nice day!

yes, I've actually been meaning to write some so yes definitely!

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Minho headcanons

Warnings: Sexual inferences and stuff like that ig

(this is for fem!reader btw)

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-At first, Alby tried to stop you from dating his best runner. He thought it would distract him, and even though Minho did drift off while on the job thinking of you, you made him even more productive. You made him even more determined to find a way out of the glade for you and for everyone else.

-Alby forbade you and Minho from dating, but of course, you both did it anyway in secret. But straight away, Minho's drastic increase in mood was visible and the runners couldn't help but notice it. After days of prodding and poking Minho, trying to figure out what it was that had him being so nice and lenient, he finally caved and told them how he was dating you. Obviously, the other runners were supportive of it if it meant that Minho was in a good mood all the time, so they all ran to Alby and BEGGED him to let you and Minho date so you no longer had to do it in secret. Alby eventually gave in and allowed it and hasn't had too much of a reason to regret it since.

-Minho was quite the protective man. He cared about you more than life itself and it pained him every day to run into the maze and not be able to look after you in the glade. He always trusted you and never thought you would do anything with anyone else, but he was scared about how some of the other boys in the glade would treat you. That's why he made sure that he got as many of his friends in the glade to look after you until he got back.

-He would always be sure to spend the most time with you as possible as he could when he got back out from the maze. That included him eating dinner with you, showering with you, literally doing anything with you.

-Even though no gladers other than him and Alby are allowed in the maze room he would let you in anyways. You had no idea about how to help him figure out how to solve the maze, but you'd always be there to calm him down once he got frustrated.

-You guys share a hammock with each other because you both always fall asleep quicker when you're next to each other. It also means that whenever either one of you wakes up suddenly bc of a nightmare, the other person is there to calm them down.

-Minho tries his best to not wake you in the mornings when he gets up early to go into the maze and to yk do his job, but since you're such a light sleeper you always end up waking up. You'll end up walking to the maze doors to wave and kiss him goodbye, then head back to bed for a couple hours until you have to go to work.

-Whenever Minho takes a break in the maze with the other runners, while he eats food or drinks water, he always mentions you in conversations. He'll say things like "I wonder what (Y/N)'s up to", and "Do you think she's eating lunch right now too?" Because he's constantly thinking about you and he can't help but ask.

-After the first few times of Minho saying stuff like this, the other runners thought that it was cute that he liked you so much, but now, they just roll their eyes whenever he brings you up and they'll say, "Okay Minho we get it" because after the number of times he talks about you on a day to day basis, yes, they definitely do get it.

-After a certain amount of time in the glade, you've memorized when the maze doors close and open without needing a watch. Because of this, you always head to the maze doors a couple minutes before they're supposed to close to greet Minho right when he steps back into the glade. Whenever he comes back you greet him with the tightest hug known to man because the maze is incredibly dangerous, you know that any day Minho could die in there, which is why it's such a relieving feeling when you see him again.

-Sometimes you guys will go out later at night and just lay on the grass together and talk for however long you both feel like. Minho always makes sure he spends time with you whenever he can, and you both appreciate having these long conversations with each other. Even though sometimes you both just lay on the ground and stay silent, it never feels awkward. Being in each other's presence is enough, and the silence between you can actually feel quite comforting.

-Whenever a new greenie pops up from the box and there's a bonfire, you and Minho make sure to spend all the possible quality time with each other. Sometimes you'll sit on his lap (which never fails to get him a bit flustered), or you'll sit right next to him while his arm is around your shoulder. You've never really been one to drink so you'll often fall asleep on Minho before the night is over, and he'll always leave a little early to carry you back to your hammock.

-You and Minho have come to realize that using each other in certain ways really helps relieve stress. Whether that is by talking and venting to the other person or through being more intimate with each other.

-Minho likes bringing you into the maze room and doing it there because he knows that only he and Alby are allowed in there so he doesn't have to worry about people walking in on you both. He also likes doing it in the showers because being the only girl means that you're the only one allowed to shower during a certain time, and Alby made sure that there would be consequences to whoever tried to intrude on you showering. But that also just happened to make it the perfect time for you and Minho to be in there alone.

-Minho has two different sides to him when you and he are both doing it, which depends on his mood. He's either gentle and kind, or dominant and controlling. Both of them are a total turn-on for you regardless, you're happy to help him in any way you can.

-You love to tease him, and he loves to put you in your place. He always makes sure your needs are met. Even though he loves to please you, you love pleasing him even more, so eventually he gives in and lets you make him feel good. While you're doing it, he always wants to make sure that you know that he loves you, and he loves to praise you.

-Even if he gets more dominant with you, he always makes sure he's never too harsh, and he makes sure that he's never crossing any boundaries. Afterwards, he'll make it clear that he loves you and he'll thank you for letting him take out some of his stress and frustrations with you. He also heavily believes in aftercare so he'll always bring you back to your hammock and because whenever you do it, it's at night, so he'll cuddle you to sleep while you wear his shirt.

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Alrighty yallllllllllllllllllll heres another Minho related post. I'm on such a roll omg. By the way I see your guys requests and I'm working on them I promise!! I just have an insane amount of school work I need to do but trust I will get to everything.

anyways, this was so fun to write, thank you for the request!! I hope you liked it

#minho the maze runner #minho tmr x reader #the maze runner #tmr fandom #minho tmr #tmr #tmr fanfic #headcanon #minho headcanons

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7s3ven · 3 months

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Tom Riddle, Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Matteo, basically the whole Slytherin squad tbh, Young! President Snow, Cato Hadley, Minho (TMR), and Luke Castellan give off “she my private dancer. You could call her phone but she ain’t gon’ answer. You could call her phone and I’ll probably answer” vibes

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tmrsunset · 3 months

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sometimes when newt can't sleep, he and minho take late night walks around the glade, and sometimes bark joins them.

other times they raid frypan's kitchen (which he obviously finds out about and initially berates them for it, but then starts putting snacks aside specifically for them).

and other times, they just lie as close to each other as they can in their sleeping bags, with minho holding newt's hand and tracing patterns over it. he prompts newt to tell him what's on his mind, or they talk about what they want to do if when they escape the maze. maybe they look at the stars above and come up with their own names for them, as they don't know the real ones.

#the maze runner #tmr #tmr minho #tmr newt #minewt #headcanons #mine

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nomoreusername · 3 days

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Maze Runner Masterlist (1)

Thomas

Breathe

When your fear of losing Minho forever causes a panic attack Thomas helps you calm down.

The Best Greenie

When a new Greenie comes up you realize this one might be worth keeping around.

Good Night

You and Thomas have never seen eye to eye, but one shared night in the pit may change that.

Beautiful Moments

After you fall asleep on Thomas's shoulder he's thankful that life is still full of beautiful moments.

Jealous Boy

After becoming close with Aris, Thomas's jealousy finally shows up.

Distance Makes The Heart Grow Fonder

After getting to see when you were separated in WCKD Thomas realizes how he actually feels.

Newt

Letter From Heaven

Mute

As someone who struggles with selective mutism, you are surprised when Newt still more than wants to know you.

Sorry I Almost Shot You

When Newt and the group end up in the Safe Haven, they get quite a surprise and a weird start to a friendship.

Attention

When you and Newt end up in the pit together, you do everything you can to get him to notice you.

It's Not Goodbye

After finding out you're not immune, you are ready to get rid of yourself only to be caught by Newt.

Daisy's

You'll never forget the boy you love, even after he dies.

My Glue

When your brother is killed in the maze Newt is still by your side to support you.

Helpful

After spending all day with Newt you say something that proves you may return his feelings.

Bless You

After crawling through the vents you end up meeting a cute British boy.

Stars

After a long day, you take Newt stargazing.

In My Heart

When survivors guilt hits you extra hard one night Newt comforts you.

Next Time Then

After standing up up for Newt, he visits you in the slammer.

Denial

After you don't come out of the Maze Newt keeps telling himself that you're coming back.

Minho

The Perfect Loss

After years of being in competition with Minho, one loss changes everything about it.

Faith

After everyone keeps doubting your abilities, Minho is right there to defend you.

Better

When Minho realizes you're struggling with an eating disorder he encourages you to get help.

Different Sides

After Thomas comes to the Glade and everyone picks sides you and Minho discover how different you actually are.

Just a Pretty Face (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4)

After years of trying to be better than the other, one dare from Minho himself shows the reason behind it all.

Irresistible

When Minho goes to check on you while you're sleeping, you say something that lets him know the feelings are mutual.

Consequences

After you get stung, Minho feels responsible for not saving you.

Helping Hands

After realizing you won't tell Minho your feelings Newt lends a helping hand.

Gally

Good Liar

When someone thinks you're Gally's girlfriend, you cover up the truth with jokes.

Dibs

When Gally asks why you never greet the Greenie's you talk about what it's like being the only girl.

The First Tears (Part 1, Part 2)

After an argument with Gally leads to a breakup, you both have to decide between vulnerability and each other, or walls and false strength.

Captain Gally (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4)

As Gally and your rivalry continues he does something that changes it.

Hidden Burns

As you think you're hiding your problems fine Gally quickly proves otherwise

Alone

When you storm out after an argument, Gally figures out just how truthful your words are.

Care For You

After Gally doubts how much you really care about him, you say something in your sleep that shows the truth.

Aris

Nightmares

When you suffer with more nightmares you go to Aris for comfort.

Interesting Things To Say

After all your friends know your feelings for Aris, they help set you two up.

Camp Buddy

When you meet Aris at summer camp, you end up as more than friends.

Worth a Shot

After all your friends know your feelings for Aris, they help set you two up.

Come Back To Me

After realizing you could lose Aris, you tell him how to feel.

A Stone and Bruises

When Aris walks in on you hurting yourself he cleans you up and comforts you.

An Introverts Dreamboy

After Aris helps you come up with a plan to avoid people, you realize how you feel.

Scars

Even though you do everything to hide what WCKD used to do to you, Aris finds out and comforts you.

Bird Boy

After someone tries to use your special nickname for Aris you shut them down.

Two Hearts

Despite being with you it's clear Aris has someone else on his mind.

It's Always Been You

When a new group arrives at WCKD Aris's behavior is definitely off when one of them starts flirting with you.

A Letter Never Sent

Aris writes a letter to tell you how he feels before something could happen to you.

What You Deserve (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3)

After the betrayal with Teresa Aris spills darker secrets than you could have imagined.

Unspoken Rules

Out in the Scorch, the new guy learns the unspoken rules of friendship

Well Played

After the betrayal you turn the tables around to show what that word really means.

Not So Invisible

After thinking his constant hate for Valentine's Day would never show up you do one small thing that changes his entire perspective.

Pretty Things (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5)

A drunken kiss with Aris will either lead to a ruined friendship or something more.

A Few More Seconds (Part 1, Part 2)

When Aris sees you with another guy's jacket you end up having to search for him to find out what he's avoiding you.

The Bare Minimum

As other girls keep giving Aris a rough time you do everything you can to comfort him.

Fluff Alphabet

Teresa

Not My Choice

The more she thinks about what she has to do, the more Teresa wishes she was allowed another choice.

Never a Burden

After you feel ashamed for needing help sleeping, Teresa promises you could never be a burden.

The Girl In a Coma

After spending years in the Glade as the only girl another one finally comes up.

The L Word

When Frypan points out how you're acting towards Thomas and Teresa, you accidentally mention a certain word.

One Sided Love

After Minho insists you and Teresa are in love, you see how one-sided the feeling is.

Let Her Go (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4)

When she sees you after years of being separated old feelings arise for both of you.

Brenda

Good For Her

You and Brenda are getting serious but don't know how to tell Jorge.

Excuses

After realizing you're in love with your best friend you try to avoid Brenda at all costs.

Don't Touch Her

After almost losing Brenda to the Flare you realize how deep your feelings run.

Things We Won't Admit

When a new group keeps teasing Brenda and you about being together, you both deny the feelings she knows may be there.

Sonya

My Sunshine

After Sonya gets captured by WCKD you stop at nothing to get your sunshine back.

Home

While Sonya is finding herself missing her old home you're right there to support her, no matter what that means.

Real

After Sonya comforts you about your doubts you fall asleep on her lap.

Love Makes Us Impulsive

When you start a fight because someone insulted Sonya she makes you think about why.

Harriet

Forgotten

Just as everything is finally going right with Harriet you stumble upon a secret that destroys everything.

"Friends"

While sitting with Aris and Sonya by the bonfire, they point that you and Harriet do not seem like just friends.

Sleep Tight

After you can't sleep, Harriet finds out a little more than she bargained for when she helps out.

Special

Harriet admits that she's stressed being a leader, along with one other thing.

Ivy Trio (All Platonic)

Puppy

After finding a puppy in the Scorch Thomas, Minho, and Newt try to convince you to keep it.

Story Time

After you can't go to sleep in Scorch the Ivy Trio and you share stories.

Preferences

What They'd Be Like Drunk

Drunk Texts

How They Go Christmas Shopping

What They'd Get You For Christmas

Their Favorite Place To Kiss You

Their Favorite Color On You

2nd List

Masterlist 2

Ship Masterlist

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maze-mind · 5 months

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My Ivy Trio HCs for ships. (My multishipper ass ships all the ships, peeps)

Newtmas:

Thomas always asks Newt if he needs help

Newt wants a cat, but Thomas wants a dog

Thomas calls Newt "Newtie" not to be cute, but to piss him off ONLY

Thomas's go-to is hugs from behind

They both randomly poke each other

Forehead kisses

Matching Christmas, Halloween, and pyjama outfits. ALWAYS

Thomas teaches Newt about dinosaurs when he's bored

Newt panics when Thomas is sad and tries to cheer him up with chocolate and stickers

Thominho:

Minho wakes Thomas up for morning runs because Thomas gets mad if he doesn't

Thomas steals Minho's hair gel just to make Minho scared

Thomas calls Minho "Min" to embarrass him

Because Thomas is scared of thunder, Minho wraps him in blankets, then unwillingly hums in his ear.

They both watch slashers together

Minho gets jealous of Gally sometimes. Just a tad

Thomas pouts when he fails at pushing Minho off the bed.

Minho makes Thomas watch romance movies on Valentines Day.

Minewt:

Random deep conversations

Minho gets mad when people stare at Newt's limp

Minho calls Newt "Newton" when he's mad at him

Newt pokes Minho's nose when he's frustrated (I just like the idea)

They both get flustered at the idea of cuddling together, so it's awkward when they do

"Am I annoyed or just turned on? Both? Sounds about right."

Minho always plays with Newt's fingers when he's anxious

Side hugs

Thominewt:

Thomas cooks simple stuff, while Newt cooks dessert and complex recipes

Thomas does Newt's hair, but Minho doesn't let him do it

Minho is a mess and unorganized, so the other two clean up after him.

Group hugs

Minho has a soft spot for when the other two are focused

Newt reads Thomas a bedtime story, and Minho interrupts it with dank humor

They all like led lights

They all celebrate each other's birthdays with "congrats on turning older"

#the maze runner #tmr #thomas tmr #tmr minho #tmr newt #newtmas #thominho #tmr thomas #minewt #thominewt #multishipper #my hcs #tmr headcanons

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thominho-incorrectquotes · 4 months

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Minho: Have you ever tried honey? Thomas: Tried what? Minho: Honey. Thomas: Yes? Minho:

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rainydaydreamsideblog · 4 months

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(The Maze Runner) You Protect Him

Thomas: It further seals the bond between the two of you. He already admired you, but you jumping in to defend him in a Glade scuffle made him realize you really had his back. Trouble seems to follow him where he goes and occasionally rear it ugly head, so he's always appreciative of those who care enough about him to defend him.

Newt: He gets all grumpy over the fact that you put yourself anywhere in the vicinity of danger to protect him. He is rather impressed seeing you stand your ground, but it's pretty much overruled by the reality that you could've been hurt.

Minho: He thinks he can handle himself, but he has to admit he finds it amazing to see you step in on his behalf to protect him. He warns you about inserting yourself into a dangerous situation, but it's said affectionately. He can't help but be impressed.

Gally: He is so torn between being absolutely impressed and also grouchy that you put yourself in harm's way and also hurt pride over the fact that you felt the need to protect him in the first place. He goes from staring at you wide-eyed to frowning to downright complaining. He may even get petty. Even so, part of him feels even more respect for you.

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star--anon · 4 months

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I'm bored, let's talk jealous Minho

because you KNOW that idiot is slinking around Thomas like "Hey. You got any crushes? Is that boy hot to you? Do you like men? Do you think that man looks cute? What's your type. You like muscles?"

Thomas starts talking about how he sometimes misses Teresa, or how his love for Teresa and Brenda confuses him sometimes, etc. and Minho is vibrating with homosexuality

Thomas slips into his tent one night to tell him that he might have a crush on one of the Immunes, but he doesn't know what to do about his feelings

Minho gives him the biggest Kicked Puppy Look of the century

That moment when your crush is indeed gay, but is not gay for you

Start immediately trying to find this Immune. Needs to get a look at him. Whoever this man is better be the kindest, smartest, most sarcastic and yet also genuinely thoughtful and caring man to ever exist to deserve Thomas' secret admiration

Thomas laughs and promises Minho that his crush is all of that and more, but refuses to share who it really is

"Dammit, Minho, stop trying to know his name. I just need advice. What should I do?" "Find someone better."

Minho's soooo adamant about it too.

just dropping excuse left and right about why he doesn't like this crush of Thomas'.

"You've never even met him!" "Okay, but he could be a murderer. Why would I want to meet a murderer."

He gives hundreds of excuses and none of them are true. "He could be really mean. Have you ever even talked to him before? You have a dry sense of humor; what if he can't reciprocate? What if he hates coffee. What if he hates big sweaters. I bet your crush won't appreciate flowers."

Thomas keeps confiding in him like, "Mmmm, I wonder if my crush could-"

meanwhile all Minho wants to do is scream "I COULD DO IT BETTER"

He finally snaps one day. They're cuddling and Thomas sighs into his shoulder, and it sends a shiver down his spine, and he's just so fucking happy... And Minho remembers it's a limited amount of time before someone else gets these moments with Thomas. And what if Thomas won't have time for him anymore?

Thomas blinks in confusion as he's suddenly shoved off the bed

"Minho what's wrong?" "I dunno, ask your stupid crush."

Minho tries to pick a fight with him. He's better at anger and sarcasm than he is at talking it out. Maybe it's selfish of him, but he's drunk on anger and that helps suppress the guilt in him a little.

Thomas puts a quick stop to it though.

"My crush is you."

"So why don't you fucking- Your crush is what."

Thomas grins and laughs a little. Rubs the back of his neck. "Awkward confession, huh?"

Minho's on him and kissing his face before he can finish his sentence.

#easily the most predictable ending but this is a trope I'll never let go of #I'm bored let's talk #thominho #tmr minho #tmr thomas #maze runner #headcanons #headcanons??? are these even headcanons anymore #this is fanfiction written in bullet point lmao #I don't take constructive criticism because I'm not wrong

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il0veaphr0dite · 1 month

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FIRST TIME’S

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REQUESTS ARE OPEN!

A/N: thank you all for the likes on my posts! im so happy that you guys have been enjoying my work😭🫶🏽 i tried a lil bit of Minhos pov this time. Enjoy!!

SUMMARY: Minho’s friends are noticing how he pays extra attention to you and encourage him to talk to you.

PARING: shy!fem!reader x Minho

WARNINGS: nothing fluff❤️

WORD COUNT: 1367

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Quiet, is what the gladers described you as.

You came into the glade 3 months ago, scared and alone. You didn't talk to anyone when you got out of the box, but, when you did it was only a few words.

It was weird for everyone to have a girl around, multiple gladers hit on you but realized it was no use when you wouldn't respond.

And when it came time to pick a job, you chose to be a Gardner. Ever since you first tried it out, you liked how it kept your mind off the fact that you were stuck in the maze.

Everyone who worked in the gardens knew you didn't like talking much, so they mostly left you to yourself, which you were grateful for.

You just finished your work in the gardens and made your way to the kitchens, you didn't eat lunch earlier so you were starving.

You grabbed a plate of Frypan’s ham sandwich and hurriedly sat down. You took a bite of the sandwich, silently thanking Frypan for his cooking skills.

You went to take another bite when you felt eyes on you. You were used to getting stared at since you were, you know, the only girl.

But this felt different. You couldn't quite describe it. You soon chose to ignore it and continued eating.

On the other end of the stare was Minho. He hadn't touched his sandwich since he saw you enter, too occupied watching you.

“Dude, stop staring it's creepy” Ben set his sandwich back on his plate, still chewing.

Minho broke his gaze, turning to Ben, “I don't know what you're talking about”, eventually picking up his sandwich and taking a bite.

“She’s going to notice soon that a random dude is staring at her,” he said, soon following Minho’s actions and taking a bite out of his sandwich.

Minho proceeded to ignore him, when Newt sat down across from Minho and Ben, setting his plate down.

“Hey Shanks, what's going on?” Minho watched as Newt took a bite out of his sandwich.

“Just eating with a creep who likes to stare at people” Ben responded jokingly causing Minho to roll his eyes.

Newt raises his brows in confusion “What are you talking about?” he asks.

“Minho’s been staring at Y/N ever since she stepped foot in here.”

“I know, this isn’t the first time,” Newt explains. “He’s been doing this ever since she came up in that box,”

Newt wasn't lying. Minho had been paying extra attention to you ever since you came to the glade.

He liked how you were in your own world, and never seemed to be bothered by anyone.

The following weeks after you came up, he couldn't understand why he couldn't stop watching you, and furthermore why his heart beat every time he saw you.

He soon found himself telling Frypan to save an extra plate for you because he noticed how you woke up late most of the time and missed breakfast.

And while Minho did all that, Newt was watching him. He could tell how he felt about you.

“Why haven’t I noticed then?” Ben's eyes widened at the new information.

“I dunno, maybe cause you’re a slinthead” Newt spoke before taking another bite out of his sandwich.

Ben raised his hand into a fist threateningly, causing Newt to put his hands up in defeat. “You should ask her to sit with us tomorrow,” Ben suggested lowering his fist.

“I dunno..” Minho said, uncertain.

Ben nudged him slightly with his elbow. “Come on”

Soon Newt found himself joining in, “What could possibly happen?”

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And so that day Minho found himself asking you to sit with them.

You were in the gardens planting tomato seeds. You put the bag of seeds down to tuck your hair behind your ear when you see a pair of boots in front of you.

It was Minho.

He came back from the maze to see you working in the gardens, remembering what Ben and Newt said, he gathered the courage to ask you.

You stood up from your kneeling position, brushing you pants off.

“Hey uhh, Would you, maybe, want to sit with me and a couple of other gladers during dinner?” Minho asked, hoping his nervousness wasn't showing.

You were more than surprised, you were dumbfounded. You would have expected anyone to ask you that, but not Minho. Your heart was beating and you couldn't understand why.

You knew who he was. I mean, the man was gorgeous with his black hair and buff arms and he knows it. He had an amazing smile and furthermore, he was a runner.

So why was he asking you, a quiet girl who barley speaks, to have dinner with him and his friends?

You didn't know why.

“I..uhh..sure,” you said barely above a whisper.

“Okay, well I'll see you at, uhm, dinner” Minho kept his composure before turning around.

He couldn't believe it. You said yes. He made a mental note to thank Ben and Newt later.

He walked to the map room grinning from ear to ear.

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Later that day, Minho found himself waiting for you at the same table with Newt across from him and Ben to his left.

“What if she doesn't come?” Minho said, bouncing his leg up and down.

“Minho, it's dinner, where else would she go?” Ben rolled his eyes as Newt laughed at his response.

Minho’s leg stopped bouncing as he caught sight of you. You walked towards them with a ham sandwich (again) making eye contact with Minho.

Ben and Newt followed Minho’s gaze to you walking towards them.

“uhm..hi” you said, holding your plate awkwardly.

“Hey Y/N”

“Hey”

Newt and Ben looked at Minho, waiting for him to reply to you.

“Hey” he finally met out.

Newt patted the spot next to him. You sat next to him and set down your plate, and soon after that the conversation between them began to flow.

“I only tripped one time!” Ben argued.

Newt and Minho laughed before Newt continued“I saw you trip at least five times and that was this week alone”

You found yourself joining in the laughter.

“Come on Y/N!, not you too,” Ben said in defeat.

You laughed, “I'm sorry, I can't help it.

He watched you, laughing, he’d never seen anything so beautiful. You'd always been so quiet, this was the first time he'd seen you laugh.

Ben nudged him in the arm “You're staring” he whispered.

Minho quickly looked away, not wanting to seem creepy.

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After a while, you all cleaned up. You were all planning to take a walk together but Ben and Newt said they had to leave so it was just you and Minho.

You and Minho were now walking together.

“How was the maze?” you asked softly.

That was the second time Minho had heard you speak above a whisper today. The first being when you apologized to Ben earlier.

“It was the same, nothing new yet. How were the gardens?”

“Nothing new either unless you find planting tomatoes interesting”

Minho chuckled. This was now the first time Minho had heard you tell a joke. It seemed he heard a lot of first’s today.

It turned silent after that. Not an awkward silence, a comfortable one.

You felt Minho’s fingers brush against yours as your fingers interlocked.

He turned towards you to find you blushing.

This had now been the first time he saw you blushing.

“I was wondering, uhm, would you want to go on a date with me?” he asked “ Only if you want to I'm not going to make you do anything you-”

“I’d love to,” you said.

He stopped walking and turned towards you.

“Okay..well, uhm, great”

“Yeah,” you said giggling.

You look up, locking eyes with him.

You wrap your arms around his waist as he wraps his around your shoulder.

Minho lifts his head to see Newt and Ben hiding behind a tree. “Shuck”

“What?” She questions.

“Nothing” He looks back at Ben and Newt to see them giving him a thumbs up.

A smile grew on his face.

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