# - Minho (TMR) x Female! Reader .ೃ࿐
The Gladers eventually escape the maze, but now they must deal with more significant problems that will cost them their lives, from the Scorch to the Cranks to the Flare. But perhaps Minho's challenge will be the...
At the break of dawn, Minho forced Y/N awake. She groaned, squinting and rubbing her tired eyes.
"What are we doing?" She muttered as Minho dragged her towards a wall.
"We're carving your name. We talked about this yesterday, Y/N."
"I didn't think you meant this early! Jeez." She yawned, letting Minho guide her. She was still half asleep when they reached the wall. She stared at it, her eyes tracing over the various names. Some were crossed out while others looked like they had been there for a long time.
"Couldn't we have done this later? The sun's barely up, Minho."
"You can go back to sleep later." Minho grinned while Y/N sighed, muttering nonsense under her breath.
She searched for Minho's name and carved hers directly under. Her handwriting seemed far more neater than the boys', whose names were messily scribbled.
"Okay, now you can go to bed." Minho walked Y/N back to her hut, a small skip in his step.
"Huh? What's got you so happy?" Y/N questioned, a little creeped out by Minho's unusual demeanour.
"Hm? Oh, nothing." Minho effortlessly lied. The truth was that he was still thinking about their moment yesterday when Y/N was reading. He liked the way she ran her hands through his hair and how she'd occasionally hum a tune.
"Are you running today?" Y/N asked even though she already knew the answer.
"Yeah."
"Get me a souvenir." Y/N sarcastically said. "Have fun, though. I'm going back to sleep." She slammed her hut door closed, causing Minho to chuckle as warmth trickled into his cheeks.
"Hey, Y/N," Minho called out, biting the inside of his cheek as he waited for her to reply."
"Yeah?"
"Don't hurt yourself more than you already have, green bean. Uh, I'll see you later, yeah?"
"Sounds good."
Minho jogged off with a smile on his face. He ran a hand thorough his hair, feeling unusually giddy. His heart skipped a beat and for once, he looked forward to going into the maze because when he'd come out, he'd get to see Y/N.
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Y/N wandered aimlessly around the Glade. She knew Zart wouldn't want her help. Nor would Gally. The aggressive boy was warming up to her, but not enough for them to casually converse.
