Emma's Pov
Minho and I were up late at night sitting on my bed and just spending time with each other. Lately we haven't been due to me having to attend to one of the Gladers who recently got a concussion. I didn't want to but Alby made me seeing as I was the most experienced med jack.
" Did you hear me?" Minho asked.
To be honest, I didn't hear anything he had been saying for the past five minutes. I think he had been telling some story about him and Thomas in the Maze yesterday. I don't really know. I was completely zoned out. I don't know if it had something to do with it being one in the morning or if I was just too stressed. I realized that I didn't even answer him back.
" To be honest, I wasn't listening," I replied.
He looked at me for a second probably trying to determine the problem, knowing that I'm usually not like this. That's one reason I loved him. He could always tell that something was up without me having to tell him.
" What's on your mind?"
I sighed, " I'm stressed out. I go run a different section than you in the Maze. Then I come back early to go take care of the Builder with the concussion. I'm away from you longer than what I would like to be. And I don't know. I feel like I never get to have any fun anymore. You, Thomas, and Newt always seem so happy. I just wish I could have that."
Minho was silent for a moment, trying to process all that I had said. I watched him as he formed a devious little smirk on his face. What was he up to?
" I understand what you mean. Life in the Glade is pretty stressful. But if it's fun you want then it's fun you'll get. It is my job to keep you smiling and happy. "
I was so confused. What fun could he possibly be talking about? Before I knew what was happening a pillow found its way into my face. I gasped in shock. Minho? Oh its on now. I felt around behind me until I found what I was looking for. I grasped the pillow tightly in my hands and with full force I swung it at Minho. He stumbled back a little then came back at me. I jumped off the bed trying to evade the pillow that was getting closer and closer to my face. I knew any attempt to outrun Minho was futile but it was still fun to try. Soon enough we were engaged in a full on pillow fight. It was a wonder how we didn't manage to wake up the other Gladers with our screams and giggles. Minho and I were hitting each other back in forth so much that the pillows' feathers were getting everywhere. The whole room was filled with the white fluff. I couldn't stop the giggles from escaping my mouth. I doubled over in laughter not being able to swing the pillow again. Minho repeatedly flung the pillow at me until he could keep it up no longer. We both flopped back onto my our beds laughing the whole time. We turned to look at each other and I smiled with content. Being here with Minho makes everything okay. I slowly felt all the worry and stress wash away from me and was replaced by happiness.
" Fell better?" Minho asked trying to catch his breath.
" You never fail to make me feel better when I'm down. I love you," I replied.
" I love you too."
The rest of the night we spent cuddling until I felt asleep on Minho's chest listening to his steady heartbeat with a smile on my face.
