maze runner imagines

secret lover ~Minho~

It started during one of your late night talks with Minho. You couldn't help but notice he was increasingly curious about you and your boobs. "How do they feel?" "Do they get in the way much?" He had asked in sleepy slurs. It wasn't until you finally let him touch you boob that you realised he was having issues downstairs. In a hormonal daze, you had catapulted yourself at Minho's soft lips as you began teasing him through his trousers.  Rule number one was if either of you starts developing romantic feelings for each other, it stopped. That way no one would get hurt.

However, here you were six months later watching Minho from the other side of the Map Room. Watching his every move as you realised you had fallen for him. Your eyes met as he looked up from his work. He gave you a quick grin which made your heart melt. You needed to tell him. "We need to talk." You mouthed across the frenzy of Runners. In a mix of hand gestures and facial expressions, you and Minho managed to agree to meet now quickly behind the Map Room.
"What's up?" Minho asked casually. "Miss me already." He grinned leaning in to peck your lips, you let him. Regretting that decision you pushed him away gently.
"We can't do this anymore." You stated sadly.
"You like me?" Minho said, a smile fighting its way through.
"Um, no no," you lied, you were too embarrassed to tell him the truth. "No, I like someone...who's not you." You lied more, feeling more stupid with every word. Minho smile was completely gone, instead, he had a firm frown with crinkled eyebrows.
"What! Who is he?" Minho demanded.
"I-I-I can't say." You stuttered.
"Is he a Runner? A builder? Oh please don't tell me it's Gally!" Minho was furious. But you just shook your head. "Fine," he gave up "I understand but can I just kiss you one more time, for memories sake." You had already allowed yourself that first kiss and even that had been too much.
"Ok." You sighed. Minho smirk, towering over you and taking you in his arms.
"I'm going to make you feel so good." He seethed before pressing his lips roughly against yours. You moaned as his whole body was pushing to his as you hit the wall with you back. His tongue quickly achieved dominance as it pleasured your mouth. The growing bulge in his trousers pressed against your core. "Will he ever make you ever feel like this?" Minho asked breathlessly as his lips unattached from yours and attacked your collarbone.
"No." You panted. All you could think about was him.
"That's what I like to hear." Minho smiled against your tender skin. "Tell me his name, Y/N, please." He pleaded. You gave in, you'd give anything to feel like this again.
"You." You said. Immediately he pulled away from you, his stare was painful.
"So you do like me?" Minho smirked. You nodded and tilted your head to the floor. "I-I don't know what to say..."
"Don't say anything, let's just pretend this never happened okay?" You sighed, slipping out from the tight space in between Minho and the wall you began to walk away. Minho just watched you silently, you couldn't deny you were hurt. You didn't know what you expected but the silence hurt like a bullet.
"Wait Y/N! I like you too!" Minho called running after you.
"Really?" You could've jumped with joy right there and then.
"Yes, I'm sorry I should've told earlier but I didn't know for sure. But thinking about you with someone makes me so jealous. I like you Y/N, I really really like you." Minho smiled your faces inches apart. You didn't know what to say as you stuttered and spluttered trying to find something! Minho chuckled as he took your hand. "Let's get away."