Head or Heart [Minho x Reader x Thomas]

Chapter 16 | Minho Causes A Stampede

As we stepped in the Flat Trans, I felt coolness all over my body. I feel like I was soaked in a body of water but I'm completely dry.

Just as I felt cold, the feeling was soon vanished. I blinked, darkness. I blinked again, darkness. All I see is black.

Minho squeezed my hand, "Nothing?"

I furrowed my eyebrows, "Nothing."

I can't see anything. Even the outlines of any objects or whatever. I mean, this darkness is in another level.

"I feel blind." I said.

"Yeah. I guess blind is the right word." Minho replied.

Someone stepped in from behind, and we (kinda) stumbled forward.

"Watch your step, shuck-face!" Minho said.

The Glader replied, and I felt bad because I didn't recognize his voice. "How can I shucking watch my step if I can't see anything?"

"Well, atleast, sense something, you know?" Minho replied.

"Ugh, whatever. Can you just, please, move forward?" The Glader said.

"Okay, c'mon." I said, and Minho and I obliged.

Minho let go of my hand, and I felt annoyed in some way.

I put my hand on the sides, sensing a wall besides me.

It was cold and soft, like a metal. I slide my hands through it and slowly walked forward.

I can feel the other Gladers following suit, counting numbers from one and so on.

I feel like I'm leaving them behind because I just keep on moving forward. But, duh, it's not my fault my boyfriend let me go. Ugh.

I can feel someone stumble behind, I turned around, and yes of course, I still didn't see anything.

I felt someone walking towards me, then wrapped his arm around my waist.

I stumbled backward and felt kinda frightened. I'm afraid that this is not my boyfriend holding me.

But based on their arms and body against mine, and that familiar hot breath against my skin. Yep, it's Minho.

"Relax, it's just me." Minho said.

"Oh." I muttered. And suddenly all the annoyance was gone. "Should we keep walking?"

"Yeah." Minho answered, then we both started walking again. "Sorry I sorta left you earlier."

"Yeah, it's fine." I said.

"I just tied my shoelaces, those shucks don't know when to stay tied or not." Minho chuckled.

"Ah." I smiled.

I can hear the Glader's footsteps following suit and some squeaky shoes noises.

"Wait, we have to make sure all of us are here." Minho said, stopping on his tracks, so I did the same.

Someone bumped into Minho, even in the dark, I can imagine what is happening beside me.

Then right after that, someone bumped into me this time.

I heard people stumbling and falling behind like a domino. I also heard few grunts and groans.

"Damn!" Someone yelled.

"Bloody hell!" Pretty sure it was Newt.

"Shuck, sorry." Minho said. Wow, did he really just say sorry?

"Shuckin' stampede here, huh?" Minho asked.

"No shit, shuck-face." I replied.

"Okay, get your asses up and started counting again. Thomas, you there?" Minho yelled.

"Right here." I heard Thomas said.

"Okay. One!" Minho shouted.

"Two." I said.

Yeah, the next few seconds was just counting numbers. Once it was done, Minho held my hand, then we all started walking again.

On and on we went, the tunnel seems endless and infinite. No one spoke as we moved forward.

I let go Minho's hand for a second to brush my sweaty palm on my pants. I came back for his hand again but it seems like I can't feel it anymore.

I keep searching for his hand, and finally I found it again, wrapping my hands with his.

But something was off... He didn't move.

Wait, is this really Minho's hand I'm holding?

"Minho?" I asked, confused.

"Uhh," A voice that I know too well. "It's Thomas."

I immediately let go of his hand and said, "Oh, shuck, sorry."

"Yeah, it's fine." Thomas replied.

That was awkward.

"Y/N?" I heard Minho. Just beside me.

"Hey." I muttered.

"Ugh," Minho groaned. "Shuck this, can't see anything."

A hand laced his fingers with mine and now I'm sure this is Minho because of the strong and I don't know, I just know it's his.

A sudden burst of intense whispering filled the tunnel, seems like from above.

I thought I was the only one who heard it but all the Gladers stopped on their tracks.

"Did you guys hear that?" Minho said.

The Gladers muttered yeses and Newt asked, "Did anybody get what it said?"

Then the whisper came again. And damn goosebumps all over my body.

"A bit. Something like 'go back' in the middle." Winston said.

"Shh." Minho shushed and this time we are all focused on the voice again.

Then when it came, fear has taken all over my body.

"One chance deal. Go back. You won't be sliced."

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this chapter is inspired by a one shot called Sliced on Shuck Me // Minho Imagines by @thominhoe :)

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