Thomas: You were changing in the makeshift room upstairs. You slipped the t-shirt off along with your pants, about to unclip your bra when the door opens. "Hey y/n, Al- oh shit I'm sorry!" Thomas' voice rings in. You quickly cover yourself with your t-shirt as you both burst into laughter and he kissed you softly.
Minho: You were running through the Maze, when you scratch your stomach on a piece of pipe metal that sticks out of the wall. A loud screech escapes your mouth as you trip over your feet, falling down, the warm liquid running down your stomach. "Y/N!" You heard Minho yell, around a corner. He dropped to his knees beside you, tearing your shirt in pieces, pressing it to your wound. You blushed at your exposed stomach. You could feel his grin before you managed a chuckle, "You perv!"
Newt: You specifically told Fry not to let anyone in the locker type room while you showered. You stripped down to your bare body, getting under the cold water, the dirt washing down the drain. "Y/n? Fry said you were upset an- oh my-my god." You covered yourself- or at least attempted to cover yourself. "Newt!" You shouted, trying not to laugh. "Damn, you're still beautiful." His English accent echoed through the room.
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The Maze Runner Preferences and Imagines
FanfictionJust some imagines and preferences for the Maze Runner, Scorch Trials, and The Death Cure for Thomas, Newt, and Minho. I do take requests, just message me. Please read :) thank you !!
