Flames // Newt x Reader \\

~100 push-ups~

Thomas had so many questions. It was getting annoying. I left it to Newt to answer them all.

Newt's pov.

"We're trapped here aren't we?" Thomas asked.

"For the moment. But," I turned around to look at the runners, Minho and (Y/N) were doing some sort of weird dance together in front of them, I smiled. "You see those guys over there by the fire? Those are the runners. And (Y/N), she's the keeper."

"Don't you ever worry that Minho is going to steal (Y/N) from you?" Thomas asked

"No. And before you ask why, it's not my place to tell you. Now, as I was saying, every morning when those doors open, they run the maze. Mapping it, memorising it." (Y/N) walked over and sat next to me. "Hey love. What was the dance this time?"

"Oh I don't really know, it was fun though!" She grinned at me and Thomas.

"How long have you been running the maze?"

"Three years." She replied.

"And you haven't found anything?"

"It's a lot easier said than done." She told him, irritated. She gave me a look as if to say why is he so irritating!?

"Listen." I took over for her, and pointed at the closed door that led out into the horrors of the maze. As expected, we could hear the rumbling of the maze and the wails of the grievers. "It's the maze, changing. Changes every night."

"How is that even possible?" He looked bewildered.

"You can ask the people who put us in here if you ever meet the bastards." I looked over at (Y/N) knowing all too well that Thomas helped put us in here. "Listen, the truth is, the runners are really the only ones who truly know what's out there. They're the strongest and the fastest of us all, and it's a good thing too. Because if they don't make it back before those doors close, then they're stuck out there for a night. And no one has ever survived a night in the maze."

"What happens to them?"

"Well we call them Grievers." This time, it was (Y/N) who took over for me because she knew that a Griever was a sensitive subject. "Course only a couple have seen one and lived to tell about it. But, don't get any ideas. We survived only just." (Y/N) took my hand reassuringly and I squeezed it tightly. "And they're out there."

"We?"

"Oh come on (Y/N) quit scaring the greenie!" I nudged her arm. "Anyway, that's enough questions for one night. Listen, you're supposed to be the guest of honour." (Y/N) stood up first then held out a hand for me to take.

Your POV:

"Newt, how did you get your limp?" Thomas asked. Newt stopped in his tracks.

"I thought we told you enough questions for one night." I growled, the anger clear in my voice. I clenched my fists and pointed a finger right in Thomas's face. My brother was definitely taken aback by it. "Look," I softened my voice a little, and I calmed down, "it's a sensitive subject. Newt will either ask me to or will tell you himself when he's ready, got it Thomas?" He nodded and we headed over to the bonfire.

Thomas got hit by Jack after he was pushed out of the circle by Gally. "Come on greenie, let's see what you're made of." Gally said smirking.

"Greenie! Greenie! Greenie!" The chanting went on for a while. And then it erupted into cheers.

"Okay, alright. The rules are simple greenie, I try and push you down to the ground, you try and last more than five seconds." Gally pushed Thomas just for him to be pushed again, back into the circle at Gally who dodged and my brother fell to the floor. Again.

"Stop calling me greenie." Thomas was angry.

"What do you wanna be called? Shank?" He got a chorus of 'yeahs' from the boys and I looked sympathetically at my brother.

"Gally leave him alone. He fell, you won. If you want another fight, you got one right here," I motioned to myself.

"Oh come on (Y/N)! You know it's not a fair fight!" Gally complained.

"Yeah! She's a girl! That's unfair!" Thomas called out.

"Oh you've got yourself all wrong there Tommy. She's the only one who can beat Gally!" Newt told him as he pulled him back into the crowd. I turned around and winked at them both.

"I'll go easy on you okay Gally? I don't want you to get hurt since you are one of my favourites." I said in my baby voice that I sometimes use to annoy the boys.

"Oh I'll get you this time (Y/N)!"

"I wouldn't be so sure about that..."

"Okay, if I win, you have to do my dishes for a month." He said confidently.

"And if I win?"

"You can decide that one." I knew exactly what I wanted to do.

"One hundred push-ups."

"Eas-"

"With me on your back." I said and he charged at me and as usual, I dodged easily. Gally went flying into the boys who just pushed him back into the ring like they did to Thomas.

He charged again, but instead of dodging like he expected me to do I ducked because he was going to throw a punch and I could kick his legs out from underneath him, which I did and I sent him tumbling to the ground. I earned myself a few 'oohs' and Newt called out 'that's a new one!' I sat on Gally's back, pinning him to the ground, "maybe get five of them out of the way now?" I said still in my baby voice. He set off at a brisk pace, counting.

"One... Two... Three... Four.... Five... Six..." and then he gave up.

"A day off tomorrow Gally, I have all week for you to make time for the rest of the push-ups." I smirked at him as I stood up off his back watching him get up.

"THAT WAS HOT! I WANT TO SEE THE REST!" Minho shouted.

"Minho, do you ever stop being so gay?" I laughed at him and the others did too.

"What!? I can't help it. It's who I am!" He put his hands on his chest in fake offence.

I laughed then went over to him and jumped on his back, "to the kitchens! I want a snack!" And with that, we were both off to get some food.

So uh, how y'all doin?

If u need to talk, I can give u my snap <3

I might start putting a A/N at the end of a couple chapters :)

Have a good day!

~Kit xx