TMR/TBS Imagines

Newt // Protector (Pt.1) *REQUEST*

* This imagine was requested by mookahlatte Thank you for sending it in and in your request, you wanted a part from the end of the movie. If you really want it, I can add a part two with that scene? It kinda got out of hand and it's really long so I hope this makes up for how long it took me to update. Thank you! *

Third person POV

Newt gawked at the kids around the room whom he had never seen or met before, yet he knew all of them were just like him. The kids were all dressed in clean clothes of a neutral color just like Newt was given and had their freshly showered hair styled in whatever way they chose. The kids were around Newt's age, none of them being older than 18 or younger than 13. The main similarity between them was why they were there; they were all saved from a maze.

Newt's head snapped to the left once he heard the calling of his name. Frypan gestured him over where some of his other friends were already sitting at a table. Taking a seat beside Frypan, Newt noticed the two boys in front of him that he had never seen before.

"I'm Sam," the larger of the two boys said before gesturing to the other with his thumb, "and this is Josh." Newt listened to the boy continue his story about how they had escaped their maze when two people took a seat on either side of him. Thomas sat to his right, looking pale and uneasy, and Minho sat on his left with his eyebrow raised at the two boys in front, already not trusting them.

"There was this big explosion, and then these guys came out of nowhere. Started shooting up the place," Sam began. "They pulled us out of the maze and brought us here."

"It was intense," Josh added, taking of sip from his cup. Sam nodded to agree.

"What about the rest?" Newt asked. "The other people left behind in the maze, what happened to them?" Newt was glad they were safe, but he still felt uneasy at the thought of what happened to the friends they left behind when they went into their maze. Newt shivered at the thought of Wicked guards entering the glade just like they had done to Sam and Josh's maze.

"I don't know. Guess Wicked still has them." Josh looked down at his plate with regret etched on his face. Guilt was eating at the two new boys just like it was for the gladers.

"How long you guys been here?" Newt asked before pushing his tongue out of his mouth to moisten his chapped lips.

"Not long, just a day or two. Those two over there," Sam spun his head around to glance at the boy and girl sitting alone at the far table, "-been here the longest. Almost a week. They're twins and came here with a couple other girls." Sam drew all the attention off him and onto the pair in the corner of the room. The boy had his chin resting on his arms that were propped up on the table, and his sister was picking at the food on her plate.

"Their maze was nothing but girls," Josh added with a smirk. Minho turned his eyes on Josh, furrowing his eyebrows.

"Really?" he asked in disbelief. The boys exchanged a few more words but Newt was focused on one thing and one thing only: the beautiful girl sitting beside her brother.

Newt had never seen a teenage girl before today, or at least recalled seeing one, but he knew she was the most beautiful one his eyes had ever laid on. Her (Y/H/C) was curled around her face as a curtain so nobody could see her face full on, but he could see her beauty regardless. Newt wanted to know more about her- he wanted to know everything about her, and he got his chance.

The boy whispered something to the girl before rising from his seat and walking closer towards where the others had grabbed their food. Newt saw this as a perfect opportunity to talk to her.