The Maze Runner Imagines (requests closed)

You Starve Yourself // Thomas

⚠️CAUTION: Trigger warning, please don't read if you're easily triggered by any of this stuff..and if you ever feel this way please feel free to message me. I'm here for you and I care.❤️
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Just to let you all know, I teared up while making these so beware; you were warned!😁
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Thomas woke you up like every other morning, "Ready to run babe?" He covered your face in kisses until your eyes fluttered open.

Today you were a tad sluggish. You felt really weak and lightheaded since you hadn't eaten in weeks.

Despite the way you were feeling, you still decided to go out and run the maze with your boyfriend, Thomas.

You and Thomas were in charge of Section Three; and like every other day; your legs burned, but you kept going.

Waves of dark spots covered your vision and you started to feel really dizzy. You leaned against one of the maze walls for support.

"Thomas!" You yelled. He looked back and noticed that you were feeling uneasy. "Can..can we take a break?" You said in between breaths. "Yeah, are you okay?" Thomas asked, holding your hand, trying to keep you upright.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a little dizzy." You answered, deep breaths between every word. "Are you sure?" "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine."

You shut your eyes for a brief moment, but the darkness took over. The small black spots starting covering your vision, and soon all you could see was black. You collapsed into Thomas' arms.

"Y/N?!" You barely heard his soft voice. He tried shaking you, but you just couldn't find the strength to open your eyes or speak up. You felt him carrying you, then you were unaware of everything.

When your eyes finally opened you felt a tight squeeze around you. Thomas was sitting by you in the Medjack hut. You examined him; his eyes were red and puffy. Dark circles covered almost half his face. He looked sleepless, and you were afraid it was your fault.

Tears were pouring out of his eyes. "I-I thought I lost you." His voice cracked in pain and hurt.
"Why would you do that?"
"Do what?" You asked, still trying to find steadiness. You saw a small table full of different meals.
"You've been out for a few days..b-but you were speaking. I-I tried to offer you food and stuff, b-but you refused. You claimed you didn't want any because you needed to loose weight. Then I checked your runners pack.. It was empty. Frypan said you hadn't eaten in forever. W-why Y/N, why?"

You watched as your boyfriend completely broke down in front of you. He was truly a mess, but because of you?.. Tears slipped down your eyes as Thomas held you tight. "You could've d-died Y/N." He cried even more, you thought his tears would run dry.

"Thomas, I-"

"Please eat something Y/N. P-please. I can't stand seeing you struggle like this; I'm completely helpless. All I can say is you're beautiful just the way you are. Cliché, but true Y/N. You are perfect, you don't need to loose any weight at all. You're perfect Y/N, you're perfect."

Thomas wouldn't let go of you, he kept repeating the same thing over and over again, kissing your head.

"Please stop crying Thomas, I can't bare to see you like this." You said wiping your tears.
"Then please, please eat something."

It took you a while, but you finally agreed. You couldn't stand seeing Thomas so heart broken over you. After your recovery, he would always make sure you ate something, even if he had to stuff it down your throat.

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ARGH THAT WAS HORRIBLE I'M SORRY! I'M SO BAD AT THOMAS IMAGINES!!!