Dylan O'Brien Imagines

You Were Dead// Thomas

"Y/N?" you heard Alby call. "The Medjacks need you."

You swiped the tears from your cheeks quickly before standing up. "Coming."

You open the door, coming face to face with Alby. "Jack cut himself again."

You nod softly before going to MedShack to stitch up Jack, who was a Slicer.

He smiles sympathetically at you before going to get dinner.

You lost Thomas. Now everyone thinks you're sensitive and unable to do a single thing. You saw him die. You saw the Griever grab him just as the walls closed.

"No!" you screamed, banging your fists on the wall. "Thomas!"

You were here before Thomas, of course being the only girl, everyone hit on you, tried to take advantage of you, but you turned cold. As ice. But then Thomas came along, bringing out the softe, warmer side in you, him treating you the way you should be. Like a normal person.

Then came the relationship. You know, kissing, cuddling, other...things. He was your everything.

You two became Runners together, exploring the Maze. But one day, it was different, the Maze changed differently, Grievers everywhere. One grabbed him, pulling him back as his hand slipped from between yours from behind the walls.

That was 3 months ago. And it still hurts like it happened yesterday.

You saw the small painting you two made together. You smiled softly at it before starting to go back to your room that they gave you.

When you ran into something- or rather someone- you stumbling back a little.

"Sorry." You said as you looked up at them.

You took a sharp breath in as his features came into focus, his brown eyes, his perfect cheekbones, his soft, plump lips you missed so much.

"T-thomas." You stutter, stepping back from him, shaking your head.

"No no you- you were dead," you said, tears falling down your cheeks. "You are dead."

"Y/n, I'm right here." He put his hands on either side of your face.

"What happened? Where'd you go? How'd you get out?" You badgered him with questions.

"It's a long story, but I'm here," he says. "And I missed you so much."

You wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him tightly to you. His arms wrap around your waist, his face in your neck.

"Y/n?" you heard Alby ask. "Thomas?"

"I missed you so much Tommy." You whispered, slamming your lips onto his. "So much."

"I'm never leaving you again." He says and kissed you again, ignoring the crowd of people around you.

"Never."