𝐒𝐔𝐁𝐉𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐀𝟖 || 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐭

𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞

"Y/N," Newt whined through the door as you pulled the blankets even tighter over your head. "Come on, wake up ..."

"It's shucking cold," you mumbled.

"I'll kiss you if you can get yourself out that door in five minut-"

You leaped out of bed, quickly washing your face and pulling on some clothes (a pair of Minho's trousers cut into shorts, a tank top, and one of Newt's long-sleeve overshirts) and throwing your hair back. "I'm ready!"

Newt chuckled, kissing you as promised. You sighed into his lips, wrapping your arms around his waist as your habit had become over the past month.

I could get used to this...

"There's a new Greenie today," Newt reminded you. "And because you're the old Greenie-"

"I have to give him a tour," you groaned. "Hey, wanna do it with me?"

Newt thought for a moment, and then shrugged. "Don't see why not, darling."

You grinned up at him, and stood on your tiptoes to ruffle his hair. "Great. C'mon, let's go get breakfast."

- - -

The Greenie alarm blared loudly, and you high-fived Minho as you ran out of the Maze at the perfect time. The Box doors opened, and Gally jumped down to help out a terrified brown-haired guy.

"W-where am I?" he stuttered.

Gally seemed to be being a little rough with him. You, Minho and Newt looked at each other at the same time.

"It's gonna be another Y/N," Minho chuckled.

"And there he goes," Newt pointed as the Greenie shoved Gally and took off.

"He's fast," you noted, impressed. "Oh, wait..."

The three of you winced as he tripped, rolling over and over until his face was buried in the grass and mud. Alby and some of the bigger boys scrambled over to him and hauled him over to the Slammer.

"I'm impressed," Minho teased. "I didn't know it was possible to be that uncoordinated."

"Shut it, shuckface," you elbowed him, making the Keeper of the Runners grab his arm and hiss in pain. "He's scared. Newt and I'll go get him."

Newt tangled his fingers with yours and you set off towards the Slammer. You looked down at his feet, noting the limp.

"It's fine, Y/N," Newt said suddenly, making you blush at the fact you'd been staring. "That's in the past, okay?"

"Okay," you squeezed his hand extra tight, and then let go, crouching to see the Greenie in the Slammer. "Hey, mate, you good?"

"Where am I?" he asked immediately. You softened: he looked absolutely terrified. "Why can't I remember anything?"

"This place, it's called the Glade. It's your home, for now," you stuck your hand through the bars, letting him shake it. "I'm Y/N, I was the last person sent up in that Box. Every month it comes up with a new Greenie and some supplies."

"Why can't I remember anything?" he asked again, pressing for answers.

You leaned against the bars, trying not to give him all the awful truth at once. "None of us can. But you'll remember your name soon. It's the only thing they let us keep."

"Ahem."

"Oh!" you wrapped your arm around Newt's shoulders. "Greenie, this is Newt, he's second-in-command."

"Hey, how you doing?" Newt asked, and you were sure you had hearts coming out of your eyes. His accent, my God...

"Can I come out?" the Greenie deadpanned. You laughed, knowing Minho was gonna like this guy.

"You gonna run?" you asked.

He shook his head and you hesitantly let him out. He climbed out of the Slammer, and shook Newt's proffered hand.

"We'll take you on a tour of the place," you offered. "Don't worry, this place is actually pretty nice."

- - -

"Wait, so hold on," the Greenie asked, looking up at you in your position on the log he and Newt were leaning against, during the nightly bonfire. "Y/N - you're the only girl here?"

"I'm the only girl ever," you confirmed. "Believe me: you think you had a shit first day?"

"You should've seen hers," Newt chuckled, tilting his head back so he could grin at you. "Whipped Gally's ass and turned the whole Glade on its head."

"Wow," the Greenie said, impressed. "Respect."

"Thanks," you laughed. "but being the only girl isn't all sunshine and daisies. I had to work really hard to become a Runner, and people hated me for becoming one."

"What's a Runner?" the Greenie asked.

"They're the people who run the Maze," Newt said. "Every morning, those doors open and they go out and try to memorise the Maze. The Keeper of the Runners is Minho, but Y/N's the best."

You grinned at him, how sweet he was. "Well, we haven't found anything yet. But we will. I know we will."

"How long has it been?" the Greenie asked.

"Three years," Newt said sadly. "Well, anyway..."

"Do you wanna try beat Gally?" you asked excitedly. "He's gonna shucking lose it if two Greenies in a row beat him."

"Y/N," Newt reprimanded.

"Sure," the Greenie said. "He sounds like an asshole. Let's go!"

You laughed as he ran to the sand. "He's kinda like me, huh."

"Not as strong, or fast," Newt argued. "And definitely not as pretty."

"If I'm pretty, then you're an angel," you told him, leaning in to kiss him. Your lips met and his arms wrapped around your waist, and your hands were placed on either side of his face.

"Oh my God," you both pulled apart to see Minho standing next to a bruised Greenie. "I come to try and get some food for Thomas and I find you two making out in front of the bonfire? Could you seriously get a room?"

"Does that mean I get to take your room, Minho?" you asked sweetly. "You can have my old hammock."

"Oh hell no," he shook his head. "Where could my hair products live?"

You shook your head at him. "Wait, did you say Thomas?"

"Yeah," the Greenie said. "That's my name."

"Well, nice to meet you, Thomas," you grinned.

"So, you and Newt are dating?" Thomas asked.

Minho choked on his jar of Gally's drink. "And, I'm out."

"Hmm," you hummed, looking up at Newt. "Are we?"

"Yes," he said definitively. "So don't go trying to steal her, alright, Thomas?"

"Right," Thomas said nervously as you elbowed Newt, glaring at him.

"Newt!" you chastised as Thomas walked out of earshot. "You don't have to be so bloody overprotective."

"Sorry," he glanced down. "I guess I am still a little insecure about you loving me."

"Hey," you put a hand on his cheek, tilting his head to face you. "I will always love you, okay? And, for the record, I'm thrilled to be dating you."

please continue to read, vote and comment !!