Flirting---A Minho, Aris, and Newt imagine (mostly Minho)

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(this starts in third person, but quickly switches to your pov)



((Third person))

Minho, Newt, and Aris were together in the homestead. Minho on one of the few chairs, Aris on the floor, and Newt leaning on one of the walls. It was supposed to be a meeting of somesort, but the conversation had somehow turned to (Y/N). Newt was staring off into space as he spoke.

"You know what I noticed about (Y/N)?"

Aris was tracing shapes on the floor as he spoke.

"That she's amazing? And beautiful?"

Newt smiled.

"Don't forget kind."

"And smart. . ."

Minho, who had been silent before, stood up, drumming his fingers together.

"All right shanks. . ."

Newt and Aris didn't move to look at him.

"Guys? Can you stop thinking about (Y/N) for more than a few seconds?"

Newt turned to look at Minho.

"Yeah, okay, sorry. What were you saying?"

"I was trying to do something dramatic, but you slintheads ruined it!"

Aris glanced up.

"Okay, what were you going to say?"

Minho rolled his eyes.

"What I was going to say was that we all obviously like (Y/N). And there's only one way to settle this. We must battle for her heart."

Aris stood up from the ground.

"Alright."

Newt nodded.

"I'm game."

Minho smiled.

"Okay. It starts tomorrow."

As Aris and Newt moved to leave, Minho spoke.

"Oh, and good luck."

((Your POV))

It was a cold morning in the glade as you set to work digging and turning the soil of the gardens. You had been working for a few hours when you heard footsteps, then a familiar voice.

"Hi, (Y/N)."

You looked up, brushing stray strands of hair out of your eyes. Newt was standing in front of you now.

"Oh, hi Newt. What's up?"

"I sort of have a question for you."

You shrugged.

"Go ahead."

Newt smiled at you.

"Are you a runner? 'Cause you got my heart racing. . ."

You felt your cheeks flush.

"Better keep up with it then. . ."

Newt smiled at you again before turning and walking away.

You turned back to the soil, not exactly sure what just happened.

You probably would have thought it was nothing, except it happened again.

You were walking down to dinner, when Aris intercepted you.

"Hey, (Y/N), have you ever been to the slammer?"

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