You loved being a runner. Nothing could compare to the freedom it gave you. You could forget about what was happening back in the glade, all your worries would simply melt away.
You were one of Minho’s best runners, you would argue the best. You always made it back well before the doors closed and your maps were kept in perfect condition. While no one had made any progress on finding a way out, everything was going great.
You had just gotten back from your section and were in the map room drawing up today’s map. Not much had changed since yesterday.
“Y/N.” You turned to see Minho standing behind you.
“Oh hey, Minho. I was just finishing up today’s section.” You went back to your map.
“I need to talk to you.”
“I’m nearly do-“
Minho cut you off “Now!”
“Okay, alright. I’m coming.” You got up and followed Minho out into the glade. “What do you want to talk about?”
“You’re not a runner anymore. Effective immediately.”
You gaped at him on shock. “WHAT? I’m the best runner you have!”
“I’m sorry Y/N but your maps haven’t been up to standard and to be quite honest, you aren’t good enough anymore.”
“This is bullshit and you know it! I’m the best runner you have and like hell my maps aren’t up to standard. Why are you doing this? Did I do something wrong?” You pleaded at him. Running was the only thing you had, the only thing you could do.
“I’m gonna need your harness back. Drop it off later.” With that said, Minho turned his back on you and walked away.
Full of rage you stormed off to find some answers.
“Newt!”
“Yeah, Y/N?” When you turned to face him he took a step back. “What’s wrong?”
“What’s wrong? You wanna know what’s wrong? I’ll tell you what’s wrong. Minho just dumped me from being a runner! Wanna tell me why the shuck he would do that? I’m the best he’s got!”
Newt looked confused. “He did what? This is the first I’ve heard of this. I’m sure he would have his reasons…”
“He said my maps were getting sloppy and I wasn’t good enough anymore which is the biggest load of klunk I’ve heard all year!”
“I’ll go talk to him, alright?”
“Good that. Thanks, Newt.”
After calming down, you gave your harness to another glader to return to Minho. You couldn’t bear to see him again.
You say alone for dinner, refusing to talk to anyone. You weren’t in the mood for cheery conversations, not after this afternoon.
The next day you spent with Zart in the fields. He wasn’t much of a talker which suited you fine. You pulled weeds and sowed seeds for most of the day. You were glad when the day was finally over, you never showed any talent for gardening. You were always meant to be a runner…
Newt came to sit with you over dinner.
“So I talked to Minho.”
“I don’t wanna know, Newt. I don’t wanna hear anything about it unless it’s from him.”
“Well, you may not have too wait long.” Newt smiled at you before getting up and joining the other keepers at a table.
You saw Minho stand up and make his way over to you. When he was less then a few feet away you got up and started to run to the deadheads.
“Y/N! Wait!’” You heard Minho yell after you. He had no chance of catching you, you were the only one who could keep pace with him.
You stopped in a clearing to catch your breath. A few minutes later you heard the snap of branches and soon Minho arrived in the clearing.
“Y/N,” Minho had his hands in his knees, trying to catch his breath. “I was trying to talk to you.”
“Well, I don’t want to talk to you Minho. Ever again. Goodbye.” You started to walk away from him when you felt something touch your arms.
“I did it for a reason. I promise.”
You shrugged his hand off. “As if I’d ever believe you again. You’re the one who didn’t want me, remember?”
“I had to do it. The maze isn’t safe.” He was pleading with you.
“What exactly am I to you? A damsel in distress or some other klunk? In case you haven’t noticed Minho, I don’t need a bodyguard. I can take care of myself.” You folded your arms across your chest.
“You shouldn’t have too.”
I shouldn’t have too, what?” You tilted your head in confusion.
“Your shouldn’t have to take care of yourself.”
“Are you saying I need help?”
“No. What I’m trying to say is maybe you should let someone else take care of you for a change. Like me.” Minho took a step towards you.
“Like I said, I don’t need anyone.”
“For shucks sake, I’m trying to tell you I love you Y/N!” He ran his hand through his hair in frustration.
“You, what?” You blinked in surprise.
“I love you, okay? Since the first moment I saw you. I didn’t want you running in the maze because it’s dangerous and I wouldn’t know what to do if you got stung.”
“But running is the only thing I can do! Ask Zart. I killed 5 plants today! I’m meant to be a runner.”
He sighed. “Fine. But you only run with me now.”
“On one condition.”
“Okay, shoot.”
“You’re my boyfriend, not my bodyguard.”
He smiled at you. “Deal.”
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