Aris Jones X Reader One Shots

Loyal

Aris was never ugly. From the start, I was always mesmerized by him. From his eyes to his hands to his hair, I always found myself looking at him. Even when he just spoke, I instantly listened. I always listen. 

Even in that Maze full of girls though, nobody looked at him the way I did. Nobody ever blushed when he looked up. Nobody ever learned to hold eye contact just for him to do the same thing. Nobody ever took him ice skating as an excuse to hold his hand. Nobody ever had to gather the courage to tell him. Nobody ever got to kiss him.

He was never ugly though. Never to me. As far as I was concerned, he was the most attractive boy to exist. Even when we all escaped the Maze and had others around, I was still looking at him. Even when he got nervous that I would seek out someone better, I knew that there was nobody better than him. 

He was more than loyal. He always wanted to be around me just as much as I did him. He never stared at other girls since he was too busy staring at me. Even though that was apparently supposed to stop a while ago there were always little glances being exchanged.

I’ll be the first to admit it. When he came back from WCKD he looked really different. I guess you could just say more up to what others thought was attractive. His hair was a little longer now, always styled in a way that I couldn't help but touch. I could actually run my hands through it now and get to move it out of his eyes. He was a little taller which admittedly, was probably more appealing for other people to look at. 

He was the same Aris though. The same beautiful Aris that I could never keep my eyes off. Even when he was gone, it was him that I was thinking of. Of the way his breath tickled my neck when he wrapped his arms around my stomach at night. Of the way whenever he pressed his lips against mine it was gentle and soft and sweet yet firm. Of the way he would run his thumbs over my knuckles when he held my hand. Of the way he would randomly whisper that he loved me whenever nobody was looking, for no reason at all. Of the way he would wrap his arm around my waist when he got the feeling that something bad would happen. Of the way he would trace his fingertips up my spine subtle enough that nobody would notice, yet would leave shivers on my skin. Of the way he would pick me up and spin me around when we were alone. Of the way he would tell me about the stars before telling me about ones that reminded him of me. 

Him. It was always him.

Realistically, I had nothing to worry about. He still called me his Y/N. He still looked at me. He still kissed me like it was the first time again. He still touched me in ways that left sparks on my skin. He still loves me. He had always loved me. 

He was loyal. So very loyal. He had never given me a reason to believe that he would even think about someone else.

What sucks now though, is that other girls noticed him too. While I had always wanted him, suddenly he was interesting to them.

“Why don't you cut the meat a little harder? I don't think there's enough blood,”Winston deadpanned.

“Shut up,”I mumbled.

“You gonna tell me what's wrong or make me guess?”He asked. Pretending that I didn't hear, I went back to aggressively chopping meat.

“Okay. So I have to guess. Friendship problems?”

Still not talking, I glared at the already dead animal.

“Relationship problems?”

Without realizing my cuts only got more aggressive.

“Jealousy?”

And worse.

“From you?”

Now hacking it like it murdered my family, I scowled at it as I finished. Putting it in the bucket for dinner, I wiped my bloody hands on my apron.

“You mad because he looks better now?”

“No,”I scoffed. “I’m mad because he looks better to others,”I admitted.

“So the girl attention pisses you off?”

“Why wouldn't it? Nobody wanted him in the beginning. Now all of a sudden, every girl wants him. Everyone wants my Aris,”I pointed out.

“You know he only has eyes for you.”

“Yeah, but that doesn't make it better. Even worse, he doesn't pick up on it when it's subtle,”I admitted.

“Have you told him all this?”

“No. He can't know that I’m jealous. Ever,”I said firmly.

“Didn't he tell you when he was worried you would find someone you thought was better?”He pointed out.

“Yeah. What's your point?”

“Well, didn't you just promise that you love him and kiss him?”

“Again. What's your point?”

“So why wouldn't you tell him?”

“Because I know nothing will happen, but I don't. I can't explain it, but it still scares me.”

“Well, you murdering an already dead animal is scarier. So for the sake of all of us, talk to him,”He advised.

“I don't want to. Now if you'll excuse me I have to wash this off,”I said, not letting this conversation go on. Walking out of the door, I left my apron by it before getting ready to storm off to the showers to aggressively wash myself off. 

Glaring at the ground, as I was about to be in plain sight I felt a pair of arms around me that I immediately recognized as Aris.

“What do you need?”I sighed.

“Nothing. I just thought my Y/N needed some attention,”He shrugged.

“I’m covered in blood.”

“Not too much,”He countered. To be fair, most of it was on the apron. Still, I didn't want to spill everything to him right now, and he's just so easy to talk to. “I love you,”He whispered in my ear, repeatedly pressing kisses to my neck. 

“Yeah. Love you too,”I mumbled, giving up on getting out of his hold. Then, he sort of did it himself. Spinning me around to face him, he literally swept me off my feet before gently setting me down. Kissing my temple, he pulled away while still holding my face.

“You have nothing to worry about. I’m in love with you and only you. You have my heart,”He promised, taking my hand and placing it on his chest, exactly where his heart would be. With my face heating up as I realized that he heard, I just felt his heartbeat until he took my hand and kissed my fingertips. “See? My heart beats for you. Always has, always will,”He reassured me. 

“Yeah. I know,”I nodded, feeling my face get hot. 

“You promise?”He asked, keeping his hands on my cheeks so that I had to look at him.

“Yeah. I promise,”I sighed.

“Good. You need to know how much I love you,”He grinned, pulling me in for a hug. 

“I’m still covered in blood,”I reminded him.

“That's nice. Now hug me back.”

“Aris-”
“Just hug me back,”He repeated. Giving in, I wrapped my arms around his waist as he rested his chin on my head. 

“Better?”He asked.

“Mhm. Much,”I promised, nuzzling my face in the crook of his neck. “I have to wash off soon.”

“You need my hugs more.”

“Yeah. I do,”I admitted, letting out a content sigh.

I really do have nothing to worry about. If he’d hug me while I’m covered in animal blood then he's definitely not planning on finding someone better any time soon.