NEWT POV
Brenda walks over to us with a worried expression on her face.
"Thomas should be back by now. I don't know where he is. I asked Minho but he told me Thomas was out getting wood," She explains. Minho?
"Minho? He's here?"
"Well yeah he-"
"Where is he? I need to see him," I ask eagerly. The realization that Minho is alive and probably spreading his sarcasm by the minute makes my chest feel lighter. The thought of that shank making a smart remark when he sees me nearly makes me forget everything we've been through. What can I say? I've missed my best friends.
"He's over in the bunks, but what about the whole 'they'll go crazy' thing?"
"Minho can handle it- it's Tommy boy you need to worry about," I say, pushing past Rachel and Brenda.
"Newt?" Rachel calls after me, giving me an accusing expression.
"I'll see you in a bit!" I shout. I can faintly hear Rachel scoff in annoyance.
As I make my way out of the forest it dawns on me that I hadn't bothered to ask where the bunks are. I decide to walk around for a bit and search through the buildings. To my luck, I am just about to pass a roughly made wooden shed when I notice the painted sign reading 'bunks'.
Anticipation and excitement overwhelm my senses and I hesitate at the poorly made door and consider what I might be doing. How the hell is Minho going to react? But in a moment of courage, I swing the door open to see the unmistakable back of Minho rummaging through his bag trying to find something or other.
"the shank finally decided to show up? Tommy, you've certainly taken your time, Brenda's klunking her pants trying to find you. I'll tell ya she looked like she saw a ghost out there, but it couldn't have been worse than your shuck face-" He finally stops his rampage of insults when he finally turns around and realizes that he isn't talking to Thomas.
"Newt?" He sounds more confused that surprised.
"Not the shank you were expecting? I'll be sure to pass that on to Tommy." I grin.
"Well, I'll be shucked." He walks over to me with a huge grin plastered on his face and pulls me into a hug.
"Finally made it out of crank land have ya? The shanks borin' ya too much?" He says, with a face-splintering grin.
"You won't believe the bloody stuff that's happened over the few weeks," I reply.
"You're telling me?" He slaps a hand on my shoulder.
"Good to see ya, Minho"
"You to, shuckface"
A/N
This one was pretty hard to write for me as I didn't really know how to approach it. Minho and Newt's history do way back and I didn't really want to ruin that. And I kinda thought that Minho wouldn't be surprised and that they would be really chill about it.
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