Maze runner imagines!!!

Brenda x Cynthia | Playdate (request)

this is fem!reader and warnings: mentions of worry about homophobia, lots of fluff! 

The title "playdate" is not referring to anything sexual. thank you. 

"Alright, Brenda and Cynthia, you two can take the jeep and go."

"Okay, we will just pack our stuff."

Brenda and I went to grab our backpacks. We added in our water bottles, a spare change of clothes, a small first aid kit, snacks and a flashlight. I made sure to shut off the lights in our rooms and close the windows.

"Thia, you ready to go?"

"Mhm. What are we supposed to be doing again?"

"Newt, Thomas and Frypan went to the tunnel a few hours ago so Jorge wants us to go as backup."

I pursed my lips and nodded as I hopped into the Jeep. It was an old brownish-gray car with rust and squeaky windows. I hopped into the passenger seat as Brenda took the driver's side. I popped on the radio and turned it down so it would act as some background music.

I pulled out some of my snacks and made myself comfortable for the long drive. I put my feet up on the dash as I hummed along to the song on the radio.

"Did you eat this morning?"

"No, I didn't."

"Thia, what did I tell you about that? You need to eat!"

"I'm having some snacks now, isn't that enough?"

"No, you need a full meal."

"I'll eat something when we get back then."

"You better."

My brain went fuzzy, I was not used to having someone care that much about me. Although it was a simple gesture I couldn't help but feel giddy. Being loved was something I had always craved, and sure I got it from Brenda but we were just friends. I had always wondered if Brenda's kind and friendly gestures were meant to be more than friendly. Whenever the thoughts came up I pushed them out of my head, reminding myself that I couldn't be in love with my best friend or it would ruin everything we had built for the past 17 years.

Brenda slowed the car down, stopping on the side of the road so we could get a break and stretch our legs. I bent over and touched my toes, noticing that when I did Brenda peeked her head to the side to seemingly get a glimpse of me. I popped back up again and steadied myself, as I was dizzy from getting up too fast.

I got back into the car and refastened my seat belt. I noticed that Brenda was clenching her hands around the steering wheel and her feet were tapping against the floor in a somewhat perfect rhythm. After a few minutes of driving Brenda once again stopped the car.

"Do you need another break already? Your old lady hips catching up with you?" I asked her playfully. I knew my comments wouldn't upset her as her "old lady hips" is something we have joked about since childhood. She didn't seem startled by my comments but she didn't reply. I started to get concerned about her when she got out of the car and sat on the dirty ground.

"Brenda, what's wrong?"

"Fuck! I can't hide it anymore!"

"Hide what? Brenda, what's going on?"

"I love you."

"That's not funny."

"Trust me, I love you. I do. I've been in love with you since we were kids, holding hands on the swings at the playground."

I laughed, realizing that we probably had the same fear of ruining our friendship. I held out my hand to her and pulled her up so she was standing.

"I love you too."

She stopped, looking right into my eyes before kissing me. It was like a thousand lightning bolts hit me at the same time. When her hands caressed my body, I almost passed out. She bit at my lip and wrapped her arms tighter around me so I couldn't escape. she moved to my neck and began to suck. I knew I would have marks after.

"Brenda-"

She ignored me and continued to kiss and nibble at my skin. not that I was complaining.

"Baby, we have to get to the boys."

Finally, that made her pull away, admiring her "work". She didn't let go of my waist as she looked into my eyes with a smirk. Brat.

"Baby, hmm? That's new."

I rolled my eyes and gave her the middle finger before getting back in the jeep. I adjusted the mirror so I could see the bruises on my neck, and it made me tingle remembering what she just did to me. She started driving again, with a smile still on her face. I did my best to hide the marks with my hair and sweater, hoping no one would see them. While I wasn't ashamed of being in love with a woman, I was nervous as to how the others would react.

We pulled up to the tunnel where the boys were. I reached over and honked the horn, letting them know we were not very patient. They immediately came running out of the tunnel and into the car.

Newt looked at me and winked, noticing one mark I didn't cover up well enough. I adjusted my sweater again as I felt my cheeks heat up.

"You boys okay?"

"Yea. Thank you for coming to grab us."

We all made small talk on the way back to the shelter. I ate the rest of my snacks and watched out the window. By the time we pulled back into the shelter, it was around 6 pm. I started to go back to my room when Brenda grabbed my wrist and dragged me to her room. It wasn't that far from mine, it was only a few doors down. 

She grabbed a hairbrush and sat down on the bed, motioning for me to sit in front of her. "We didn't finish our conversation from earlier."

"Your right, we didn't." 

"Could we try dating?"

"I'd love to." 

We sat in silence as she played with my strawberry-blond hair. It was wavy and long therefore it got knotted easily. Eventually, she stopped using the brush and switched to her fingers. i laid down so my head was resting in her lap. She gave my nose a kiss before going back to playing with my hair, neither of us noticing Newt and Thomas in the doorway. 

The next day we got some questions from Newt and we decided it would be best to share our secret. Our little playdates could stay to ourselves, just like when we were kids.