Wc: 676
Enjoy my lovelies❤
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Newt fidgeted, turning around frequently as he sleeps. He saw you, in the maze. Blood dripping from his hands as he held you close to his chest.
"N-no," he said, putting his fingers into your pulse. He can't feel anything. You were gone.
"It can't be, Y/n. WAKE UP!" Pain and sorrow echoed through the walls. "Y/n!" he screamed your name.
Suddenly, his eyes shot wide open. His heart pounding fast, his body covered in cold sweat. It was just a nightmare, again. Ever since you told Newt that you're going to become a runner, he kept on having nightmares, nightmares about him losing you.
Newt looked at his side, empty.
"No, no, no" he kept on saying as he gripped into his hair, catching his breath.
You woke up much earlier than expected as you and Minho, along with Thomas, have to prep yourselves before heading to the maze.
"Now," Minho said as he watches you and Thomas doing jump jacks. "Give me 30 push-ups, you shanks." He said as he blows a whistle, grinning at you two.
You stopped, eventually followed by Thomas. "Whoa, whoa. Hold it right there. 30?" You said as you put a hand at your hip. "Are you trying to kill us before we even got to the maze?"
Minho chuckled. "Why, can't handle 30?"
You blew a raspberry tongue at him, making Thomas laugh when suddenly you heard someone calling your name.
You turn around, confused. You saw Newt, limping as he runs towards you. "Newt,"
You started running to meet him half-way when Newt stumbled. His body lying on the grass.
"Newt!" You ran faster and halted in front of Newt. You kneel as you hold Newt into your arms. "Are you alright?" you asked, worried about him.
Newt ignored your question. "Y/n, please. Don't leave, please." He begged you, tears starting to form as he brushes his hand in your cheek.
Tears started streaming down your face as well. It pained you to see Newt so fragile in your arms.
You took his hand from your cheek and pecked it, rubbing his hand. Thomas knelt beside you.
"We should let him rest for a while." Thomas suggested as he look at you. You glance at Thomas, wiping off your tears. You nod.
He took Newt away from you, carrying him bridal style.
Newt's vision blurred due to his tears. He felt his body being carried away. He was about to faint when he saw you, running towards Minho. "No," he whimpered. "Don't," Then, all of a sudden, darkness washed over him.
Newt slowly opened his eyes, blinking. He felt a hand placed at his head. He squints his eyes and saw you, smiling upon him.
"Hey, you alright?" you said, sweetly.
Newt sat up. He looked around him, he's at the shack, in bed specifically. He looked at you, eyes shaking. "A-are you-"
You giggled. "No, of course not, silly." You said, knowing his question. You took his hand, intertwining with yours.
Newt was surprised. "I thought you're gonna run with Minho?" he said.
You shrugged. "Change of plans," you said, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear. "Minho kicked me out."
Newt's eyes widened. "How could he. I swear I'm gonna rip that shank's bloody throat-" You cut him off, kissing him on the lips.
"It's alright. No need to involve Minho." You said as you broke your kiss. "It was my decision."
Newt was confused. He has so many questions bugging his bloody mind. "But why?"
You looked at him in the eye. "Because I love you too much that it pains me to see you like this." You said rubbing his hand.
"And besides, I don't belong in the maze. I belong here, with you." You smiled at him, pecking his hand.
Newt looked at you and smiled. "Y/n,"
You smiled back. "I love you."
He grabbed your chin, gently. "I love you too." He leaned in close and kiss you slowly yet passionately.
