Thomas: “Thomas, you got a minute? I need to talk to you,” nervously I tugged at the hem of my shirt. He smiled. “Sure. What’s up?” “I mean,” uncertain I pointed at our viewers. Newt, Zart and Teresa. The latter gave me a knowing grin. “Alone.” A whistle escaped Newts lips as he padded his friend on the shoulder. “Good luck, shank.” “Thanks… I guess.” As soon as the trees of the forest covered our statures I started with my perfectly concocted speech. “Uhm, hi.” He returned the greeting. “I don’t know if you already aware of the thing I wanted to tell you…” “What thing?” “The thing I want to tell you right now. At this moment. At this very second. At the second that elapses at this moment.” “Sorry for interrupting you again but why are you repeating everything you say?” I could tell he tried his hardest not to laugh but he failed miserably, “I’m sorry. Go on, please. I just can’t…” Slightly irritated I continued. “Well, the thing…” “The thing.” “I want to tell you…” “You want to tell me.” “Is…” “Is.” “Could you please stop? You literally annoying the klunk out of me.” “I’m sorry. I’ll stop,” he lifted his hands in the hope to placate me. “Maybe I prefer to leave it so you never find out what the thing I want to tell you is.” “No please don’t. I wouldn’t be able to live without this knowledge,” he pleaded. “Then shut up, stop laughing and listen.” “You name it!” “Okay, where were I?” I desperately tried to regain the common thread. He was kind enough to help me. “The thing.” “Right. The thing. Some time ago a really absurd thought rushed into my mind. And it didn’t left. So I decided to get to the bottom of it. It may sound crazy but every time I came near you my heart began to race. Like I ran around the whole Glade a thousand times. I went to Jeff and Clint because maybe it was something serious but they reassured me I didn’t have to worry.” “What was it? What made your heart go so mad?” His voice was shaking a little bit. It sounded like he was afraid of my answer. “Believe me or not but it was you. Yes, the shucking little greenie.” I sighed. “Me?” “Yeah. Alby called it love but I don’t know…” “If I understand you correctly you try to tell me that you like me?” “No, I love you.” “But why?” “I don’t have a clue. It just happened. The way you fall asleep. Slowly and then all at once.” “Wow how poetic,” he winked. A smile flashed over his face. “Yeah, thanks. Uh, would you mind telling me if you’re returning my feelings so things won’t get awkward?” “No, I wouldn’t mind.” “Thank god,” I wrapped my arms around his neck. He pecked my lips. “I love you too.”
Minho: “Minho,” I took a deep breath, “I need to tell you something.” “Spit it out. I’m listening.” Patiently he leaned against the door frame which didn’t really help me. It caused quite the opposite. But now there was no turning back. “We don’t know each other very long because I’m the new greenie but this one month I’m here now has taught me something.” “And that would be?” He crossed his arm in front of his chest causing me to hold my breath. The veins stood out clearly. But my eyes were fixed on his biceps. Why was he doing that? I got the feeling he slightly knew what I was going to tell him. I gulped and built up my courage. “I really like you. Not in the way a friend likes a friend. More like the way a girl likes a boy, if you know what…” All of a sudden he pressed his hand on my mouth. I felt silent. “Stop beating around the bush! Just tell me.” Deeply inhaling I nodded. He let go of me. “Okay, sorry. I’m sorry. I stop beating around the bush. But hold on… is this a new shirt? Because it suits you really well. I like it.” “(Y/N)!” “Sorry. Again. It’s just, I’m so shucking nervous,” apologetically I lifted my hands. “Count till three and then tell me. Don’t think about it anymore. Just tell me,” he gave me a sympathetic smile. “Right. One, two, three. I think I… I think I love you.” There, said it. My heart was racing in my chest like I currently ran a marathon. “Aw,” he slung his arms around me, “I thought you were never going to tell me.” “Wait, you knew?” Incredulous I escaped his embrace. Although my inside desperately fought about it. “Yeah, I knew.” “But why didn’t you tell me earlier? I feel like I’m going to pass out any second! My heart is literally racing. See?” I led his hand to my chest. His fingers brushed my skin and made me shiver a little bit. “Wow that’s fast. But back to topic. I wanted to tell you but it’s not my fault you’re looking so shucking beautiful every minute of the day. Every time I see you I get a total blackout.” “As charming as ever,” grinning I shook my head like I had to consider whether I could forgive him or not. “And suddenly you stood in front of me confessing your feelings. I didn’t had the time to tell you first. So it’s technically your fault again.” “You know what? I take it back. I hate you, you slinthead.” Laughing he wrapped his arms around my body and planted a little kiss on my lips. “No, you don’t hate me. As you said you love me.” “Fine, I love you,” I muttered restive. “I love you too.”
