Newt x Y/n - Maze Runner

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Y/n POV:
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I sat on one of the logs nearest the fire, Newt on one side and Chuck on the other as we all ate, listening to the other Gladers talking around us. My mind focusing on Thomas and Minho talking to my right as I stared past everyone and at the entrance to the maze.

That was until my mind wandered to the events of the day and my small smile flattened into a straight sad look.

Ben crossed my mind, his once happy cheerful manor turned to a dark pained one. The thought of him tomorrow, being thrown into the maze and left to die made my head hurt.

Then I heard a large screech from inside the maze. A griever screamed before a large bang was heard and then the maze settled again.

I stood up, shoving my small metal bowl into the space I was just sitting a walked off, glancing towards the slammer were Ben was shaking the wooden bars.

I could feel eyes burning into the back of my head as I walked off, heading for the woods to escape my thoughts.

The tinge of pain in my eyes as tears threatened to pour out. I rubbed my face and tugged at the edges of my hair.

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Newt POV:
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I sat next to Y/n, the feeling of her shirt rubbing against my bare arm warmed my senses as I talked to Chuck and Winston.

That was until a sudden cold feeling swept across my arm and Y/n left her position. Standing up and slamming her bowl down in the log, scaring Chuck who sat on the other side of her.

Winston and I stopped talking as I heard the griever in the maze growl then the bang of closing doors.

My eyes tracked every step Y/n took. Her perfect hair bouncing with each step then swinging when looking over to the slammer. I had no idea what was running through her mind but I saw her rub her eyes at the sight of Ben's arms reaching around the thick wooden bars of our jail.

N/n's pace quickened as she turned the corner around a tree and was out of sight.

Somehow most of the gladers had been watching her walk and we all had the same confused her sympathetic look in our eyes.

Minho went to stand, "I'll talk to her-" I cut him off and stood up.

Taking a step over the log I was just sat on, "No, I'll go." I started walking quickly. Making my way to the forest were I knew a runner base was hidden inside.

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Y/n POV:
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My head rest on my palms as tears trickled down my cheeks. My quiet sobs heard over the owl that squeaked in a tree close by.

The only thing I could think of was a large monster with a long thin spike running along its tail and Ben. Him being dragged away from us all, his now black eyes staring at me, making my eyes blurry with tears as I watched.

I couldn't let Ben go but he had to. There was no way to save someone after they were stung and now Ben was going to lose his life for us.

Then my mind skipped to the wall. The part of the maze that had all our names etched into the rock, a few of them now with sharp lines cutting into the scratches.

My heart hurt and my crying became quicker as I squeezed my palms around my hair and let my nails dig into my skin.

"Love...?"

I fell silent. Trying to get my shaking body to stop moving and get my eyes to stop crying and to not let out another sob.

Newt made his way over to me, his soft steps quickly marching over when he sat next to me and his arms wrapped tightly around my body. I felt... safe. Calmed by his touch and almost... happy. He rubbed circles on my back with his thumb and rocked me gently.

"I'm here Y/n. You can cry... I won't leave you." He whispered.

I did as he said, a light sob leaving my lips as the tears again followed the already drawn lines of my previously fallen tears.

After a moment, I looked up, my eyes locking with Newts as he let me cry into his arms. My hands snaked around his chest, bringing us closer together.

He looked all over my face, almost scanning it as we stay there, afraid to lose eye contact.

"Y/n?"

His calm, soft tone cut through the comforting silence. His eyes flicked to my lips for a split second before coming back to my eyes.

"May I...?"

Even in the quiet, calm space, my heart started ponding in my chest as a layer of red dust sprinkled over my cheeks. I nodded, shifting my arms up his back slightly.

Newt bent down, his head coming closer to mine as his eyes closed. Mine followed, twisting my neck slightly when...

Our lips touched.

Dancing over each other in perfect synchronisation.

We pulled apart, taking a deep breath in and opening my eyes to stare into his once again.

"Was that... ok?" He asked, checking if I was comfortable with what had happened.

I smiled, nodding once more, "Yes. It was perfect."

He smiled too, bringing his hand up to my cheek and using his thumb to swipe away a small section of the tear trail as I warmed into his touch.

Newt bent down again, bringing our lips back together for a brief moment. Now calmer and more comfortable, letting us both lean further into the touch before separating.

He shifted me so I was lying with my head in his chest and his arms draped over my body and head resting on mine. Hands intertwined in front of my body.

We stayed there, talking about anything we could for hours before each of us slowly drifted off to sleep.