𝐌𝐈𝐙𝐏𝐀𝐇 - the deep emotional bond between people, especially those separated by distance or death.
The Maze Runner fan-fiction
Minho x fem!OC
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He always comes back around thirty past five. I've been bouncing from my toes to heels for twenty minutes straight, waiting, when he finally appears.
I stop bouncing. Cross my arms. "Why didn't you tell me bye?"
"Hello to you, too. Thanks for the compliments on how well I ran today, in the burning heat with sore muscles and a bruised face." He jogs past me. "I was in a rush," he then hints.
"But you always tell me bye," I repeat for the millionth time.
"Well, I'm very sorry that I didn't, okay?" Sighing, he wipes sweat off his forehead. He's walking so fast that I have trouble catching up. "I need water."
"You need to tell me bye everyday," I decide.
"I've been doing that."
"No, you haven't. Today, you didn't."
Minho spins around, annoyance all around him. "Zee, it's not that big of a problem! I've been running the whole day and barely got any sleep. Let me rest, gosh."
Before he can continue walking, I attack him with a hug. "You can't leave without saying bye," I sniff.
It takes a few seconds for him to soften in my arms. Once he does, he pats me on the back. "Okay," he says quietly. "I won't."
"You don't understand how scary it is to watch you go in there every day—"
"I think I do. It's not like I have no fear of not making out there alive," he says dryly.
"Yes, okay, but you don't know how worried I am every day." I roll my eyes. "So don't leave without telling me again, even if it takes waking me up early in the morning."
"But you become grumpy if I do that."
"Worth it." My arms tighten around him.
After a short minute of silence and holding each other, we let go. Minho tucks one of my braids behind my ears, eyes locked in with mine.
I take the paper butterfly from my pocket. It's a bit crooked and wrinkly by now, but I still press it in his hands.
He smiles so brightly that his eyes light up. "Thank you, Pua."
"You're welcome." The heat flows to my cheeks. "Okay, we'll get you water now. You should pack two water bottles from now on."
