Aris Jones X Reader One Shots

Why Him?

“The hands that cradled your face and tilted it upwards to kiss your forehead are soaked in unfathomable amounts of blood.”

“But they cradled me, yes?”

I already know everything about what he did. I know about the betrayal with Thomas. I mean I was there so I would hope so. I know about him working for WICKED. I know about him having all his memories from this place (though nobody else does and ever will).

I know about the whispers. I know about the things people say even years later. I know about the resentment so many hold towards him.

I have never felt that way, and I never will. Nobody will ever see him the way I do. He wakes me up so gently, as though he wants nothing more than to lay in bed with me. He kisses me with pure love, not an ounce of plain lust in him. His kisses are slow and sweet, like he wants to savor every moment. His lips have touched my forehead more times than I could count. His hands seem to always find their way to mine without either of us looking. His hugs are comforting, my place where the world is safe and only us. His voice is the one I recognize the most and could listen to forever.

They’ll never know him the way I do. How soft he truly is. After their judgements and how long they’ve lasted, I don't think they deserve to.

“I just don't get it. Out of all the people here, you chose him?”the girl with the worst opinion of him sighed, wiping her hands on her jeans before resting her chin on them.

“Yes. He was the right choice.”

“I could understand that in the Spring and even in the Scorch, but you're in the Safe Haven now. There are plenty of guys to pick from. Why did it have to be him?”

“I love him,”I said simply.

“He was a huge part in our torture, including yours. He’s a huge reason why our friends are dead. He’s done horrific things. How could you love him?”

“Because I do. My heart yearns for him, and they say you should follow your heart. I have, and in every life they lead to him.”

“In every life, he’s still a traitor,”She mumbled.

“Maybe so. And in every life that won't make me his and him mine any less.”

“Come on, Y/N. There's Minho, Gally, Fry, so many other guys. You could love any of them. Why couldn't you have picked them?”

“Because they aren't Aris.”

“Exactly. They haven't betrayed anyone. They haven't hurt people like he did.”

“Yes. And they weren't isolated like he was. They didn't spend their years in a classroom being forced to fit a mold they couldn't even see like he did. They didn't get insulted for not knowing an answer to trick questions like he did. They didn't grow up without any friends, love, or a person whose intentions were pure, like he did.”

“He’s just-he’s done vile, vile things.”

“I know.”

“So why him? Why be with someone who was capable of causing so much pain?”

“Why talk to someone who doesn't understand that he deserved better too?”I pointed out.

“I care about you. I don't want to end up hurt because of him. What if changed his mind about this place and wants to betray us?”

“Then, he’ll try and betray us,”I shrugged.

“Y/N, why be with someone who has caused so many people pain? Who’s caused you pain? Why be with someone who did things so terrible and inhumane none of us could even imagine them? He can never take back anything he’s done. He can never fix it.”

“He can't take it back. He can't take back anything he’s done. He can do new things though. He does do new things. One thing he’s always done, that's never changed, is how he loves me so deeply.”

Glancing around, when I finally saw my Aris sitting a few feet away from me, his legs out as he looked at the beach, I stood up. Without a word or a care of what anyone thought, I walked over to the one who has caused so much pain yet given me his entire heart.