Chasing Love (A Minho FanFiction)

Chapter 5

Once all the runners are in the Glade and have water, all the keepers go inside the homestead to decide if I die or not. Just kidding, it's just to decide my job. I really hope they make me a med-jack because I suck at everything else.

After waiting for an hour and hearing the occasional shouts I see the Keepers start to file out. Clint looks happy and Minho....not so much. Alby, Minho, and Clint walk up to me all together.

"Well Lani meet your new keeper." Alby says as Clint steps forward. I squeal and jump around happy that I got the job of my choice. Minho glares at Clint but he just shakes it off. I immediately run off to the medical hut and sit waiting for Clint to come and train me.

"Well Lani, so you basically know how to do everything so I guess we can just get started. We have a builder who hurt his hand and a few slicers who gut them selves. Which do you want to start with and me and Jeff will do the others." He said handing me a pack to carry around my waist. I think it was called a fanny pack or something?

"I'll start with the builder. Bye Clint!" I yell as I run over to the Builders. I look around to see a guy sitting on a bench holding his hand.

"Sup dude, what did you do to your hand?" I ask. The guy turns around and guess who it is. Gally.

"I missed the nail dumb shuck. What else would have happened?" He asked. I huffed and grabbed his hand squeezing his hand a little. He whimpered a little and I smirked but not enough so that people noticed. I masterfully wrapped his fingers up with a few small pieces of wood to keep them straight and not moving.

"There, now you can't use that hand until you are cleared in a couple of weeks. I will check it every so often. If I see you using your hand I will personally put your whole arm in a cast so that you can't move it at all. Understand?" I said. He nodded and proceeded to boss the other builders around. I pack up my stuff and walked back to the med-hut. Nobody else was there so I walked around until it was time for lunch.

I walked into the homestead and got my food and ate alone outside. I sat in silence thinking about what it means that I am here and how in the world we are going to get out. Maybe I should have been a runner because I want to find a way out. Maybe, just maybe, the exit has been here all along, Maybe the box? Yeah that's it. I bet they haven't tried they yet.

Lost in my thoughts I almost didn't notice Jeff come up to me.

"Oh hey Jeff. What's up?" I ask standing up and begin walking to throw my leftovers away.

"We have someone who's cut their hand gardening but

Clint and I are too busy with something else so we need you to do it." Jeff said as we walked to the medical hut. He however didn't go in, h just waited until I was in and he went to the homestead. I shrugged and looked around the curtain to see Zart sitting holding his bleeding hand.

"Zart? I thought you were supposed to be the best gardener?" I asked chuckling. He scowled but then smiled at me. I took his hand and dabbed with the cleansing solution. He hissed and pulled his hand back. I grabbed it and pulled it to me.

"If I can't clean it then it will get infected and might have to be amputated. Don't want that now do we?" I say. His eyes widened and shook his head.

"Good now hold still." I say dabbing his hand again. Once the cut was cleaned off I applied pressure and wrapped it with gauze. I stood up and ushered him to leave. I hadn't even noticed it was time for the runners to come back already. Minho, he should be back. I ran outside to see the runners coming back but no Minho. I almost panicked but then realized hey, it was Minho, he wouldn't get lost or killed.

Ten minutes passed and he still hadn't gotten back. I started pacing like Newt and a few other Gladers by his door. Once I looked up through the corridor I saw him hobbling towards us, though the doors had slowly started to close. By instinct I ran in and grabbed him by the waist and had him lean on me and pulled both of us through the shrinking gap between the walls. I set him down and looked at his ankle. It was twisted but not broken. I grabbed my wrap and wrapped it around his ankle making it stiff and not able to move. Minho looked up at me into my eyes and I melted. I need him, I can't lead him on.

"Don't you dare do that to me ever again! I will kill you myself if the Grievers don't get to you first." I said as he just stared into my eyes. He lifted his body up and put his hands on my cheeks and hissed me. The kiss was passionate and long as I wrapped my arms around his neck tangling my fingers in his hair and gently pulling. He moaned and I giggled and smiled into the kiss. I didn't want to break apart but someone cleared their throat. We broke apart but Minho still put his arm around my waist. I melted into his side and sighed. We just sat there and stared at everybody until Minho shooed them off insisting that I could take care of him that he would tell them everything later.

Sitting there with Minho made me realize that I was content and maybe could make a life here with Minho.