The maze runner Imagines

School- Newtmas

WARNING: FLUFF 

I was walking along the corridors on my way to my next class as I felt a firm grip on my wrist.
The hand then pulled me I to an empty classroom and pushed me atop a table.
Wet open-mouthed kisses attached to my neck slowly going up and down. I heard soft groans beneath me.
"Hey Tommy" I said like this was the most normal thing to happen to me.
"Is it that obvious?" Thomas pouts. I chuckle my voice vibration across the room.                                                  

"Tommy who else is gonna drag me into a classroom and try and kiss me?" I smirk. Thomas thinks about it and then bursts into laughter realizing why he didn't connect the dots earlier.                  "I guess your right" He says as he gives me a quick peck on the cheek and grabs my waist and helps me down from the bench. He takes my hand and starts to walk me out of the classroom before dropping my hand at the door way.
He flings his hand around my shoulders making it look platonic although we both know different. He starts to walk me too my class dropping me off at the door wanting me to go in by myself. I walk into class and take my seat next to Minho as he raises his eyebrows at me. His eyes were focused upon my neck. Oh, shit.
I wondered why I was getting looks from all around the class. I'll take a wild guess and assume it was the marks.                      "Wow, Thomas, doesn't go easy on you now, does he?" My eyes widened in fear.  "HE TOLD YOU!?" My voice hushed but shouting. I honestly wasn't surprised I'd expected Thomas to brag about what he did to me in our private time. Minho smirks and laughs.                                      "If you keep screaming, people will find out," He says, obviously enjoying my reaction to his statements. 
I roll my eyes at his sarcasm. I then open my mouth and close it not knowing what to say. I'll have to talk to Thomas after class hopefully he can explain why the hell he told Minho and didn't warn me of it.

The bell rings and I pack my pens and shit away before walking out of class to meet Thomas. He's leaning there with a smirk engraved onto his face.                       "We need to have words mister!" I say and Thomas slowly shrinks. His smile fades from his face as it's replaced with a serious look.
"You told Minho you bloody idiot!" I say lightly punching his shoulder. He starts to laugh.
"He nearly blurted it out to the whole class!"
Thomas grabs my hand as I go to punch him again.
"I told him cuz I'm tired of keeping this a secret. So now when we have sleepovers Minho will leave us alone, yeah?"
Thomas says giving me a wink.
"Gross you two" Minho says from the doorway.
"Well this is our last class. Newt, do you wanna come back to mine?"
Thomas suggests. My eyes light up instantly. I nod my head and start to follow him out of the building.
"Use protection!" Minho shouts. I flip him off.

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A/N: Hi y'all I'm sorry for the shit updating schedule but hopefully I'll update more. Thanks and I'll see you in the next one.