The Maze Runner Imagines (requests closed)

Newt Imagine: Jealous

Requested by Newtie_my_Cutie I hope you like it and sorry it took years❤️
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There was a bonfire to celebrate the new greenies arrival, his name is Thomas. He had cocoa colored hair and the most radiant smile, never as radiant as Newt's of course.

I was sitting next to Newt by the blazing bonfire, when I caught Thomas eyeing me.

"I'll be back Newt, I'm going to introduce myself to the greenie."
"Wait, I--"

I walked off without letting Newt finish, oops. Thomas was still eyeing me when I came up to him so I gave him a smirk.

He smiled and shook my hand.

"I'm Y/N, Thomas right?"
"Yup." He popped the 'p'.
"Is Newt your boyfriend?" Thomas asked, "Nope," I also popped the 'p' then laughed and twirled my H/C hair. "Just really good friends."

I guess I've had a few drinks.

"I'm surprised he's not head over heels for you, you're gorgeous."
I laughed and kissed his cheek.

Maybe he's had some too.

"I wouldn't be surprised."
Thomas' hands met my hair and I giggled uncontrollably.

I liked Newt, but I just wanted to mess around--I mean, maybe Newt's watching and it'll make him jealous.

I smirked at the thought.

Thomas and I flirted for a little bit more until the fire died down.

"Hey Y/N," Newt tapped on my shoulder, I turned around and raised my eyebrows. "Mind if I walk you to your room?"

Shuck, that accent.

"Not at all."

I smiled and we walked to my room, silence creeping among our presence.

"Wanna stay over tonight?" I asked Newt.

It wasn't weird for us, we're really good friends and he stays the night often. Of course he sleeps on the floor, but I can't help but wish we were something more.

"Nah," he shook his head, breaking eye contact. "I'm not feeling too well."
"Are you okay Newtie?"
He glared at me, "don't bloody call me that." I gave him a questioned look but he ignored it. "Too many drinks?" I asked, trying to disrupt the awkwardness. "No, I actually didn't drink at all." I laughed, "that's surprising." He glared at me again.

What the shuck is wrong with him? He seems so uptight.

"So..uh, do you want me to stay at your place and ya know..watch you because you seem kinda--"
--"I'm fine Y/N."
"What's going on?"
--"Nothing."
"You're lying, you really think I can't decode whether you're lying or not?"
--"I'm not bloody lying."
"Newt we're best frie--"
--"Would you just slim it Y/N?!"
"What the shuck is wrong with you?!"
--"NOTHING!"
"Oh really now? Tell me that when you're finished yelling at me.
He sighed,
--"Are you even aware of what you were doing tonight?"
"Um, yeah?"
--"Flirting with Thomas. Y/N, that's not how we do things around here! We have to keep bloody order ya know."

Okay, now I was offended. Is order really all he cared about? He couldn't show ONE ounce of jealousy toward me?! Maybe I'm just being selfish, maybe he just doesn't like me. Or, maybe he's just being a conceited klunk bag with shucking dreamy brown eyes!

Oh shuck, his eyes. I never knew brown eyes could be so beautiful until I stared into his. And the way they become a golden color when the sun met them? Oh yes. It's almost like you could see mountains in them. The brown iris surrounding his pupils are like the beautiful snowy peaks of a mountain, but better.

Okay Y/N, snap out of it.

(I'm fully aware that Newt has blue eyes in the book ok)

"No klunk Newt! You say that everyday, it's practically your catch phrase!"
--"No--"
"Why do you even care if I was flirting with Thomas anyway?"
--"I don't care, honestly, I don't care if you like him or not I'm just telling you about it!"
"If you don't care why are you telling me about it?! I don't know about you, but I'm pretty aware of my actions!"
--"I'm just saying it's pretty weird, considering you never talk to him much."
"How would you even know? He just got here this morning!"
--"I-I don't and I'm aware of that."
"Then why do you care?"
--"I-I..I don't."
I let out a sarcastic laugh, "Whatever Newt."
--"You have such a bloody attitude!"
"And you don't?"
--"No, not really!"
Newt rolled his eyes.
"No attitude huh?"
--"What do you even like about Thomas?"
"What?! Who said I liked him?"
--"It's pretty obvious, you never flirt with anyone!"
"Because there's no one to flirt with!"
--"Well what about me?!"
"I thought we were just fri--"
--"Stop bloody saying that!"

Newt crashed his lips against mine, I had never seen him so aggressive before. He shocked me so I didn't kiss back. Literally that was the last thing I had expected.

He pulled away quickly, before I could even close my eyes.

"Y/N, I don't wanna be bloody friends! I wanna be more than that!"

I nodded, now turned on by the way he was acting, jealous, not spitefully, but lovingly.

He looked at me with his eyebrows stitched together, not in worry, but maybe hurt? Sadness even. His eyes suddenly looked emptier than usual. Was he going to cry?

--"Y/N, can't you see that I'm in love with you?!"

Nope, he wasn't going to cry.

"Newt, can't you see that I'm in love with you?!"

He smirked and happiness filled his eyes. He pushed me against the wall, his lips connecting with mine. They were so sweet and soft, nothing I have ever experienced before.

"Then you're mine." He mumbled in between kisses.

Please tell me I'm not dreaming anymore. I thought to myself.
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