Maze Runner Imagines And Preferences

Minho Imagine #6

I have had so many requests lately oh my gosh xD sorry if it takes a while to get them up but don't worry I haven't forgotten about them! Enjoy this imagine!

Y/N's POV

I peered round the corner, trying not to laugh. I couldn't see him but I knew he was round the corner with a huge smirk on his face.

I was just about to move when I felt a drop of water on my back. I looked up to see Minho waving at me with a huge bucket of water.

"Minho don't you dar-" I started but before I new it I was soaked with water. I could hear Minho laugh from above.

"You are... so dead!" I laughed, grabbing a towel, trying to dry myself off a bit. "You'll have to catch me first Y/N." I heard him say.

I laughed at this. When he heard it he jumped down, a huge smirk on his face as I predicted.

"Well, you gonna come and chase me?" He teased, crossing his arms. "Hmm let me think about that." I said as I pretended to walk away.

"Hey Y/N, where you going?" He asked, expecting me to run after him. I smiled and turned around.

Suddenly I ran at him, as fast as I could. Surprised, Minho quickly turned around and ran for the deadheads. I heard him laugh.

He was keeper of the runners but that didn't stop me from chasing after him. We always played pranks on each other.

Eventually I got close enough to tackle him to the ground.

We were well into the deadheads then.  I had never been in here before properly and as soon as I looked around I realised how scary it was.

I was surprised at how some gladers could stand being in there- even liked it some of them! Its probably because it's quiet. Literally dead silent.

I could hear the steady sound of Minho's breathing. I still had him pinned down. Embarrassed, I climbed off him, looking kinda sorrowful.

I stood up and looked around for a way back to the glade but I could see one. It was so dark. I'm not normally scared, but this place... I hated it.

Minho touched my shoulder. I quickly turned around, my eyes darting about. My breathing got faster and I shivered.

"Woah calm down, Y/N." Minho said. Hearing his voice reassured me a bit- I don't know why.

"Yeah I'm just.... fine." I said, trying to compose myself. "You sure?" He asked.

I nodded.

"It's getting dark. We should go back." He said, plainly. "I never knew gladers had died..." I whispered.

Minho looked at me. "Yeah. But don't worry, Y/N, it was about three years ago. People were frightened. It was all accidental." Minho explained.

I looked at Minho.

"Hey, you're safe here. You're safe with me." He said, pulling me into a hug.

I was shocked at his action but gladly accepted it, allowing his strong arms to wrap around me. He smelt of mint leaves.

He caressed my hair, slowly and soothingly. I pulled away then.

He looked confused but shrugged it off. "C'mon Y/N." He said, motioning for me to follow him back through the thick undergrowth.

I carefully stepped over a sharp looking stone and followed him.

Only a minute had passed and could hear strange noises. I gasped and grabbed Minho's arm. "It's okay, it's okay." He soothed.

"Stay with me." I said. "I will. I'm not going anywhere without you." He answered.

I wasn't ashamed to feel reassured at his words then.

We walked a few more metres when I felt a sharp pain. I collapsed on the ground, clutching my ankle.

I was lifted up then, and was carried back to the glade. The whole way I was only concentrating on Minho's words," It's okay. You're going to be okay. You're with me. Don't worry." He whispered.

"But it hurts." I managed to get out.

"I know. But you'll be okay, I promise. I won't let anything else happen to you." Minho said.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because I love you." He whispered, so quietly, I could barely hear him.

But I knew what he said.

Suddenly the pain somehow got greater. So that's when I passed out.

I woke up to the smell of fresh mint leaves.

"Minho." I said.

"Yeah?" He asked, stroking my hair.

I smiled. "You're here." I said, but immediately regretted saying that, realising how stupid I sounded.

"Yep, I'm here, with you. Because I love you."He said, pressing his lips to mine, very gently.

I smiled.

"I love you too. And I know you love me. You don't need to tell me twice." I laughed.

Minho blushed. "You heard me." He said, quietly.

I laughed and nodded.

He kissed me again and I felt at home, safe and warm.