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Markipler ~ Maze Runner (Male Reader) Part 1

A/N: Okay this took absolutely forever, (sorry about that) but here is THAT_GIRL_JEWELS1024's request!!

A red light flashes through the darkness off to your right. You try to shake off your looming headache and move to explore your surroundings. The floor and ceiling were made of the same corrugated metal, though the ceiling had a long crack running through it, seemingly so it could open like a set of doors. All four walls were made of something similar to a chain link fence and various crates, barrels, and other items filled the empty space.

"Help! Please I-" Your cries were cut off as another red light flashes, making you jump.

Am I moving?

You crawl over to one of the walls and squint into the darkness. A few seconds later another red light flashed in and out of view.

Where am I?

Suddenly the room came to a halt and a bright white light shone down through the crack in the ceiling.

Muddled voices could be heard from the other side, a loud Irish one catching your attention, "Another greenie? We just got one yesterday."

The ceiling opened just as you had expected and you instinctively closed your eyes against the light.

A man with brown hair stood above you, staring down, a shocked and confused expression on his handsome face.

"Y/N?" He paused as everyone turned to stare at him, "Wait how do I know who you are?"

"No wait, I-I remember you. You're Mark right?" You frown, equally confused.

Mark jumps down in front of you and tilts his head to the side, gentle brown eyes boring into your own.

"Who are you?"

"I don't know," You stare down at your feet.

He's kinda cute.

"Thanks, you're not too bad yourself," He blushed and laughed, placing a hand on the back of his neck.

"Wait what? How did you hear that?" Your eyes went wide.

"Sorry to interrupt here lad but hear what?"

The irishman jumped down beside you, his bright green hair hanging over his equally bright blue eyes.

"What, you didn't hear him? He called me-"

You quickly covered his mouth with your hands, and stared at him.

"I didn't say anything, I thought it,"

"He's crazy," Mark's voice rang out, though your hands still covered his mouth.

"I'm not crazy, it's true,"

Warm brown eyes widened in surprise, "Wha-"

"Okay, hold the fuck up," The green haired man yelled, "You two are telepathic?"

Mark paused to look at you and gently took your hand from his mouth but didn't let it go, "Jack wait, neither one of us know who each other really are- I mean we know our names and that has some significance but no one knows what it is yet. We'll just do what we normally do and get on with it, I'll give him a tour and set him up with some work."

Jack scoffed and looked you up and down, "A guy that scrawny can't work. He can be a nurse or work in the kitchen maybe."

"Say that again," You challenged and stepped towards the Irishman.

Mark quickly stepped in front of you and stopped you by placing his hands on your waist, "Hey, there was no need for that. He'll work just like the rest of us, that's what equality is after all."

Jack let out a low growl before jumping from the box and pushing through the rest of the boys. It was the first time you noticed the small crowd staring down at you like a clump of confused puppies. Blushing furiously, you stepped away from the brown haired man.

A yell sounded from the other side of the courtyard, "Leave the two telepathic lovebirds alone and get to work."

Soft laugher arose from the crowd as they dispersed, though a boy with blue hair stayed back, staring at you with innocent curiosity in his hazel eyes.

Mark smiled at the boy gently, "Hey Ethan. You want to help me show him around?"

He nodded and took a step away from the box to let Mark out. The brown haired man crowded out then turned and knelt to help you. You gladly took the man's hand as he pulled you towards his body and out of the box. Feet now planted on the concrete surrounding the box, Mark placing his hands on your hips to keep you steady. You peered over his shoulder to see four great walls towering over you, all covered in ivy and make of stone.

Where are we?

Mark let out a soft laugh, "Welcome to the maze."