We Call It The Glade (Thominewt Fanfiction)

Gladers Love (Newt P.O.V)

I stood at the monotonous, ivy covered concrete doors, waiting for the runners to return home; well, if that's what you call this place, prison could also be appropriate. As the clouds descended over the glade I heard the sound of pattering feet advancing through the winding passages of the maze. I first saw Ben round the corner, his pale skin was tinted with maroon under his eyes, waking up at 5 every morning and running until 7 was obviously taking its toll, dark patches were blotted on his brown vest top; it had been a hot and sweaty day.
A heavenly glow suddenly illuminated the dull maze walls, creating a glistening green forest of ivy and usually sludgy weeds, maybe this wasn't happening for everyone else, but definitely for me; as Minho came into view. Dark luscious hair flopped sexily across his bronzed, tanned, chiselled face, as his tight olive green shirt hugged his abs and chest, showing off his perfect arms (by perfect I mean they give the best hugs ever, they will hold you like they never want to let you go). He approached me, slowing to a walking pace and looking to see if Ben had run on without him, holding out his toned arms and embracing me in a hug. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up as his warm breath caressed them, his hands also gliding up and down my bony back. He pulled back and whispered softly in my ear, "I've been thinking about you all day, it's been so hot and sweaty... " he stepped backwards and looked into my eyes longingly while biting his rose pink, full lips, "maybe we could go to the mapping hut?" I ask, stumbling a bit over the words, he always makes me so nervous, "sure..." Minho grabbed my arm, making sure not to hurt me but as he did so the box alarm sounded; it was coming back up....