The Maze Runner Preferences

Your First Kiss

A/N:

Suggested by Kate-IchiSan

I've obviously done similar themes to this, and included the concept in other preferences, but I've never actually done 'your first kiss'! So here it is:

Gally:

You'd been sitting under one of the trees at the edge of the Glade, away from the chaos of the bonfire. You'd had an argument with Gally, as you believed he was teasing you too much. You'd moved away to cool down for a bit.

A tall silhouette emerged from the darkness, and you knew immediately that it belonged to Gally.

He sat down beside you and offered you one of his 'secret recipe' drinks. You accepted and took a swig, wanting to leave the whole tiff behind you.

"I love you," he said, as if it was the simplest thing in the world. You almost choked on the drink.

You turned to face him, trying to see if this was another weird way of teasing you.

It definitely wasn't.

You leaned in and pressed your lips softly to his, lingering a little before pulling away.

"I know," you said, admiring his surprised expression. "It's a mutual feeling."

The only time he teased you after that was when you accidentally called Alby 'mum'.

You decided that was fair enough.

Minho:

"The maze is a dangerous place," they all said.

They never said it could also be an enchanting one. A place where seclusion met captivation.

They never said it was where you'd fall in love.

When Minho rounded the corner to meet you in your section, you startled. What he had to say surprised you even more.

"This is the only chance I get to see you alone. This is the only chance I get to do this."

He leaned in, pausing with his lips mere centimetres from yours, his eyes waiting for your approval. You smiled and leaned in to meet him, your lips caressing his.

His hand held the back of your head, and your arms draped over his shoulders, hands clasped behind him. You could feel the smile on his face.

You may not have found your escape yet, but you'd found a little freedom.

Newt:

You knew Newt's personality like the back of your hand; he was a tad shy, but so compassionate, so empathetic. He knew exactly how to get along with each and every member of the Glade.

But he didn't know how to extend that just a little further with you.

"You know what, Newt?" you said one day, deciding to take the lead in the one area he just couldn't.

"What?" he said, turning to look at you from where you were both sitting behind the Homestead. His eyes were wide with confusion.

You smiled. "This."

You leaned in and kissed him, leaving no room for hesitation. Newt froze for a second, forgetting to close his eyes, but quickly succumbing to reality and kissing you back. His hand reached up and cupped your cheek, your hand resting on his chest. Eventually, you parted.

"I didn't know you felt that way," he mumbled.

"Of course you did," you replied. "You know everything about everyone."

He shrugged. "I just didn't want to believe it."

"Do you believe it now?"

"More than Gally believes in yelling."

"Well, he does yell a lot."

You both laughed at that and you leaned into his arms, proud of yourself for finally acting on your impulse.

Thomas:

It was sudden. Unexpected. You doubted either of you ever saw it coming.

But, when you each saw that you'd both made it past the Grievers you were overcome with emotion. When the door to the maze closed behind you and you found yourself in WICKED's corridors, you just couldn't hold back your relief to find the each other alive.

So, Thomas grabbed you by the shoulders and you cupped his cheeks. As your lips met his, you knew that somehow everything would be okay, no matter what you had to face next.

Because nothing could change the fact that you'd both made it this far.

You'd survived, and nothing could take this moment away from you.

A/N: I really do have a habit for making Newt's the longest :/ Vote if you enjoyed!!