Maze runner one shot requests

I'm sorry---Newt imagine

hi loves

Anyway, this is Newt x reader, it does have Newts jump in it (but doesn't actually talk about it/why he did it so no su!c!de is actually displayed), so tw for mention of bl00d and de@th.

Its angst, so minor warnings for the usual, like guilt, sadness, that kind of thing.

You held his hand minutes before he died.

You said goodbye to him.

You were the last person he saw.

"I'll see you tonight." Newt smiled, dropping your hand and taking a step back, his feet only inches away from the crossline from the maze and the glade.

"What if I don't want you to go?" You smile back, taking a step closer to him, the other runners suiting up and setting off into the maze around you.

Newt slung his own small pack onto his shoulders, looking down at you, still smiling faintly. "You'll live. Trust me."

You groan dramatically, at this point just trying to stall, but you can't help but laugh. "Oh, but what is life without love? Without happiness?"

Newt's expression faltered, barely, only a second, his smile dropping, eyes darting away, before he quickly pasted on a new smile, looking back at you.

You grin, taking his hand again, looking down at your interlaced fingers, his hand slightly bigger than your own. "I love you.."

Newt blushed faintly, the pale pink rising in his cheeks as he began tracing his thumb over your palm in slow circles. "I love you more."

You nudge him gently, not daring to let go of his hand, trying to keep him with you as long as possible before he has to go. "Not possible."

A smirk and a raised eyebrow in return. "Oh really?"

You nod, filtering out the noise and clamor of the runners all leaving, one by one until Newt was one of the only ones left.

Newt smiled softly, glancing out towards the maze, then back at you. "Well who am I to argue with that face?"

You feel the blush rise, heating your cheeks and neck, and he chuckles.

You stand in silence for a few moments, the only sound the distant footsteps of the other runners and the other gladers shouting to each other from in the glade, before Newt spoke again.

"I actually do have to go now, (Y/N).."

You pout, jutting out your lip, and he grins. "What, do you want me to lose my position as a runner?"

You feel a smirk tug at your lips. "Well then I'd get to be around you all day..."

Newt laughs again, the sound stirring something in your heart. "Don't tempt me."

You sigh, knowing this time he really does have to go, and stand on tiptoes, pressing your lips to his. Newt kisses you back, holding you for a minute longer than usual before pulling away.

Newt took the few steps into the maze, just a few feet separating you and waved a little, before turning and running into the maze.

Laying in your hammock, you can't think.

At least.. Not about what you want.

Everytime you close your eyes you see Newt, see his face before he left, see the empty hammock that should have your favorite person inside, but is instead empty..