Multifandom One-shots

51. Lost Connections - Newt x female reader (The Maze Runner)

A/N: Okay, another request from @SezeSully!Thank you soooooo much for requesting this, expecially since this is your second time. I am honored that you will ask me two times. And just so you know, tell me if it doesn't fit your imagination, and I will do my best to make it perfect! I love you all!

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The days in the Glade had grown routine, a monotonous cycle disrupted only by the ever-shifting maze and the occasional arrival of a new greenie. Amidst the eerie silence and towering walls, I stood as a symbol of innocence, a stark contrast to the gritty chaos that surrounded us. Newt, the second in command, found himself drawn to my quiet demeanor and pure heart, becoming an unexpected guardian in the unforgiving maze.

As we navigated the complexities of the maze trials, Newt's protectiveness intensified. His watchful eyes followed my every move, shielding me from the shadows that loomed over the Glade. Our ordinary days took an unexpected turn when a new greenie arrived, offering a glimmer of hope in our seemingly endless plight.

But hope, as we learned, came at a cost. The day blurred into night, darkness enveloping us as the maze walls failed to close, unleashing the ominous Grievers. Trials followed, a mix of fighting and tears, until we found ourselves wandering through the maze, seeking an elusive escape.

Eventually, we thought salvation had come as we entered a facility, only to realize we were not alone in our maze trials. Rows of tables were filled with boys and girls, ages ten to eighteen, creating makeshift families and forging new bonds. Feeling out of place, I instinctively gravitated toward Newt, his presence offering warmth and comfort in the unfamiliar surroundings.

But still not feeling a hundred percent safe, I reached for the curved elephant pendant hanging around my neck, a cherished gift from someone before the trials separated us. The pendant, with its gentle curve and intricate details, served as a tangible link to the past.

Yet, amid the sea of faces, one teenager stood out. As we found a place to sit, a group of teenagers greeted us, but one boy's gaze lingered on me. Ignoring the small talk, I remained fixated on my food until a dark-skinned boy pointed to someone sitting alone. The mention caught my attention, and I turned to see a solitary figure, isolated from the camaraderie of the others.

The boy covered in his hoodie must have felt our gazes as he turned towards us. For a short moment, I could see his eyes scanning my friends before he stopped his gaze at me. He takes off his hood, almost to make sure he is seeing right. Our gazes met, and I felt a connection, and I was sure he felt it too.

The air around us seemed to shift as the realization dawned. The boy, no longer obscured by the shadows of his hood, revealed a face etched with a mix of surprise and recognition. As the silence stretched, Newt's protective stance remained firm by my side, his gaze shifting from the boy to me. The connection between the stranger and me was palpable—an invisible thread that wove through our erased memories.

I knew what I felt, but what did he feel? He sat frozen, his hood now off his head, as he looked upon the scene. His heart raced with a mixture of disbelief and hope. Could it be? The younger sister he had lost in the maze trials—was she really here, sitting in the same room as me?

Soon, I felt Newt's arm rest on my thighs, and my gaze shifted from the unknown boy to Newt. He looked at me with raised eyebrows, almost like he was asking a question. "I feel like I know him," I mumbled, making sure only Newt could hear my innocent voice.

Newt's expression shifted from curiosity to concern as he processed my words. His protective instincts, always on high alert, seemed to intensify at the mention of a connection with the hooded boy. The air crackled with unspoken tension as the three of us sat at the table, bound by invisible ties that transcended the maze trials.