Maze Runner Cast and Character Imagines

Thomas AU

Your POV
I get off the bus that I take from home to work, and back. I look down slightly, while walking, to check my emails. I take a sip of my tea and search through my satchel for a napkin.  
       Unknowingly, I run into a young man, around my age. I walk backward, which in New York City, is a bad idea. I trip over his briefcase, sending hot tea on the young man.
"I am so sorry, sir. Here let me help you up." He looks up and smiles, taking my hand. "Thank you, ma'am. I did not know you were going to be so posh."
I laugh at his interpretation of my 'kind' words. "Well, I never caught your name." I say as I pull him to his feet. He trips over his shoe lace, stumbles forward, and spills his coffee on my shirt.
"Oh. Ok. Wow, I'm a klutz. My name is Thomas. I am so sorry." He says. I laugh lightly and smile weakly. Then it hits me, the boiling hot coffee hits my skin.
"AAAH!" I screech. "I-I'm (Y/N). Ni-nice to meet you, T-Thomas. Can you please help me find a napkin?" I raise an eyebrow, holding where the coffee hit me. "Yeah. I have some in my case." He smiles up at me, searching through his briefcase.
"Here! I found some!" He exclaims. He grabs his personal items, ready to walk away.
"Thomas, come on." I say, latching onto his wrist. "What?" He asks, obviously confused. "Follow me, Tom." I say pulling him out of the crowd.
We walk four blocks to get to my apartment. I unlock the door and pull him inside. "(Y/N), is this your house?" Thomas asks me, curious. "Yeah. C'mon, let's get to my room." I say, leading him through the winding hallways.
"Woah, this is like a maze!" He whispers, sounding like a shout. I can't help, but giggle at his goofiness. We walk down one more corridor and arrive at my room.
I open my door and he just stands there, staring at me. "In ya go." I say, pushing him in the door. "This is nice, (Y/N). Who else lives here? It's a large apartment." Thomas says, bombarding me with words.
           "I live here by myself. Come here, I have extra shirts from when my (bro, cousin, father, uncle, grandfather) visits." I say.
        "Thank you, (Y/N)." He calls out from the extra bedroom. "No problem, Tom. I'm gonna get changed, okay?" I laugh. "Okay. You had hot coffee all over you. Sorry, again." He says, quieting down.
          I change out of my blouse and business skirt. I pull a Phineas and Ferb shirt over my head and sweatpants on my legs.
        I walk out into the living room, Thomas fast asleep on the sofa. I sit next to him and giggle at his exhaustion. He stirs in his sleep, eyes opening partiality.
         I lean over his head, admiring his features. He's cute: short brown hair, a few beauty marks, and an adorable sense of humor.
Do I like him? Yes. I think to myself. Does he like me? I mean he's sleeping on my sofa, he must like me.
I hear something faint in the back of my mind. As the noise gets louder I identify it. Thomas. I like you too, (Y/N).
         I blush furiously as he awakens. He smiles up at me. "Well, some has a crush. Don't they?" He asks with a smirk on his face. "It seems that way, doesn't it?" I ask with a grin, I snicker.
He smiles, picks his head off the sofa and leans in. His lips touch mine and send chills down my spine. The kiss is deep and full of foreign passion.
"(Y/N), I have only known you for a hour, but it has been the best hour of my life. I love you, (Y/N/N)." He says softly. "I love you too, Tom. This has been an eventful hour." I respond, truth lacing my words together.
"I'm tried, Tom." I yawn, laying on Thomas. "I am too. Good night, (Y/N)." There I lay on Thomas, who loves me and my sofa.

A/N
Okay, this was shorter. I hope you like it though. If you want a personal imagine or AU comment : your features, attitude, character(s), and a scenario.
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