maze runner imagines

Jealousy part 2 ~Minho~

Minho laughed at his tipsy girlfriend Y/N who looked to be eating the dirt (not literally of course) and gently he reached his hands out to haul her up. Excusing himself he lead her to the hammock they shared. Y/N grumbled and tried to scramble out of his grasp. "Go be with Teresa since she is so much more fun than me!" She snapped in a haze as she slumped into her hammock. She wasn't really angry, only jealous that Minho had gone straight to Teresa when he'd usually greet Y/N first when he got back from the maze.

Now it made sense to Minho, how Y/N had been so quiet and distant from him, how she'd avoided his affections and stayed away. She was jealous. He crossed his tan, buff arms as a smirk made its way to his face. "You're jealous!" He states knowingly. Y/N scoffed, "Of You, no. Of Teresa yes. She's so pretty and does everything right and make everyone laugh and you were with her for most of the day," she pointed out.

Minho nodded, "She is pretty," he agreed. Y/N felt her heart plummet deep into her chest. She was positive that even Minho could hear the sound of it breaking as he shakes his head quickly grabbing Y/N gently by the hands. "Teresa is pretty, but you are gorgeous. She is fun, you are hilarious. She is nothing, you are my everything," he added, leaning in for a kiss.