The Maze Runner Reacts and Oneshots

Minho and Thomas react to you Running with Them

Minho and Thomas had been running together in the maze for months, and their teamwork had become almost instinctual. They knew the twists and turns of the maze like the back of their hands and were always in sync, moving as one well-oiled machine. When you approached them with a request to join their runs, both of them were surprised but intrigued.

It was early morning, and the sun was just beginning to warm the Glade. Minho and Thomas were preparing for their daily run when you caught up with them, breathless but determined.

"Hey, guys," you called out, trying to sound casual despite the nerves fluttering in your stomach. "I was thinking... maybe I could run with you today?"

Minho stopped and raised an eyebrow, giving you a once-over. "You? Running with us? Are you sure about this? It's not going to be a walk in the park."

Thomas, standing beside Minho, looked at you with a mixture of curiosity and concern. "Yeah, are you up for it? It can get pretty intense out there. It's not just about running; it's about handling the maze and staying sharp."

You nodded firmly. "I'm ready. I've been training, and I want to prove I can keep up."

Minho exchanged a glance with Thomas, then grinned. "Alright then, you're on. But don't expect us to go easy on you."

Thomas smirked. "Yeah, and don't say we didn't warn you. We're pushing hard today."

With that, the three of you set off, moving swiftly through the maze. At first, you struggled to keep up. The pace was relentless, and the maze's complex paths twisted in ways that made you question if you'd ever get used to it. But Minho and Thomas were patient, glancing back frequently to make sure you were still in sight.

As you ran, Minho would occasionally throw a smile or a thumbs-up your way, clearly enjoying the challenge of having a new runner in their group. "Not bad! You're keeping up pretty well," he called out.

Thomas, on the other hand, offered words of encouragement, his usual competitive edge softened by genuine support. "You're doing great. Just focus on the path and keep your pace steady. You've got this!"

Despite the initial difficulty, you found your rhythm. The maze, with its shifting walls and sudden turns, became less daunting with Minho and Thomas by your side. They expertly guided you through tricky spots and gave you tips on how to handle the more challenging sections.

About halfway through, you felt a burst of energy and managed to push ahead of them for a short distance. When you glanced back, Minho was running beside Thomas, both of them looking pleasantly surprised.

"Hey, look at you go!" Minho shouted, clearly impressed. "Didn't think you'd have this much stamina so quickly."

Thomas nodded in agreement. "Yeah, nice work. You're more than holding your own out here. I knew you had potential."

The run continued with a renewed sense of camaraderie. Minho and Thomas had adapted their pace to accommodate you, but it didn't slow them down significantly. You could see the maze through their eyes now—each turn and each section was an opportunity to push further and challenge yourself.

By the end of the run, when you finally emerged from the maze, you were exhausted but exhilarated. Minho slapped you on the back with a grin. "You did it! You kept up the whole way. That's impressive."

Thomas gave you a supportive nod. "Yeah, you're officially part of the team now. Good job out there."

You smiled, feeling a sense of accomplishment. "Thanks, both of you. I couldn't have done it without your help and encouragement."

Minho chuckled. "We knew you had it in you. It's just a matter of time before you're as fast as us."

Thomas added, "And don't worry, we'll keep pushing you to be even better. But for now, enjoy your victory."

The run had been a challenge, but it had also been a valuable experience. Minho and Thomas's support made all the difference, and you felt a new sense of belonging in the Glade.