maze runner imagines

unfortunate enemies ~Minho~

Although you and Minho were always arguing there was so much sexual tensions. Everything you did he disagreed with! You two got into massive fights about the tiniest things. However, you would be lying If you said you didn't enjoy it, a little. Despite Minho treating you like shit for no reason you couldn't deny he was hot. When the both of you were having shouting matches the veins in his neck would bulge with the stress. Only Minho could make neck veins sexy. He'd come back from running all sweaty but his hair would be perfectly messy. Minho could never know how you felt though. Or any of the other Gladers for that matter. As far as they knew you and Minho were enemies and you had no reason to like him.

Violently you burst through the Map Room doors.
"Minho! You shuckface! What is your problem?" You screamed. Minho, clearly noticing your frustration, chuckled and got up from his chair.
"Nice to see you too," Minho smirked sarcastically.
"I have no time for your luck!" You commanded. "Why did you tell the whole Glade that I slept with Gally?" Minho began properly laughing. You hit his arm hard. "Why?!"
"Because I knew it'd piss you off," He joked.
"Now everyone's calling me a slut and Gally isn't helping 'cause he's going along with it! But you probably told him to, right?" You asked angrily.
"You know me so well." He grinned. That was it. How could you have any sort of feelings apart from hatred for this boy?
"I hate you." You said calmly, his face dropped. "Don't talk to me unless you absolutely have to. Don't come near me, Minho I can't stand you anymore." You turned to leave.
"Wait, what are you doing?" Minho called.
"Leaving. You've won okay? Well done!" You hissed, you were madder at yourself. Despite how sad he was making you, saying goodbye made you feel worse. Shaking your head, you buried the regret.
"Stop. I'm sorry!" Minho pleaded, grabbing your hand.
"You're what?" You asked surprised at what he had just said.
"I'm sorry. I really don't want you to hate me...like properly. I know I'm a giant five-year-old but I didn't know what else to do."
"What are you talking about?" You said, confused.
"Throughout all of our arguments didn't you feel it? We have so much connection. I'm not as kind or brave and Newt and Alby so I didn't know get your attention. I was so stupid! Treating you like a pile of Kluck is no way for me to show you how I really feel because I like you. And you hate me and I get it so you don't have to say anything." Minho explained. You couldn't believe what you were hearing. Was this all a big joke? Surely not, Minho was so serious and he never takes anything seriously. Yes, he was hot but did you like him? The disappointing answer was yes. After everything you liked him. And he likes you after everything you had done to him.
"I guess I like you too." You stumbled.
"Really?"
"Yes," you gulped. He smiled. Although it wasn't the sly smirk you were used to it was a large goofy grin. Carefully he leant in to kiss you but you moved away. "Sorry, Minho but you still bullied me since u can remember. I get it now but I can't just suddenly start making out with you. If you want to be in a relationship, we've got to work at it."
"I understand," he nodded "can we hug?"
"Of course." You beamed. With that, he wrapped his strong arms around you. Resting your head on his chest you could hear his heart beating steadily. Gently you wrapped your arms around his waist.