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"I love you, Y/N. You're beautiful in every possible way. Now, don't say anything. I just needed to let you know."
You blink open your eyes calmly, then glance around the room in frustration. That dream had been so perfect...
Not that you had been dreaming about anyone! Or, at least, not that you would ever admit to yourself.
A little while after you woke up, you get impatient and decide to just get up. After assessing the pain in your side and the echos in your head, you push yourself up and swing your legs around so they hang off the side of the bed.
Looking down, you note that you still have gauze wrapped around one leg. Gingerly, you place it on the ground. Sighing at the lack of any pain, you put your other leg down and start walking towards the mirror. You stumble a couple times, though more due to having not exercised your legs in days than any actual pain.
Once in front of the mirror, you furrow your eyebrows. You look like a mess. Your hair is tangled and frizzy, your shirt has gauze wrapped around it, and your head looks twice the size of normal.
Your eyes sweep the room for any way to clean yourself up, and race to grab the comb, clean clothes, and cloth on the counter. First, you slip into the comfortable navy blue T-shirt and tan Capris. Then, you run the brush through your hair until it is smooth and untangled. Lastly, you run the cloth over your face and blink a couple times.
I don't feel any more pain... what could it hurt to take off these bandages? So, you took off the gauze on your side and leg. Thankfully, after holding the wet cloth to your head for a couple minutes, it shrinks to a relatively normal size.
Taking a final look at yourself, you nod in approval. Not that you really care all that much. You just want to feel nice after being in a Med-Jack bed for days.
* * *
After convincing Clint that you feel completely fine, you jog over to the cafeteria. Halfway there, you spot Minho's figure jogging the same way, so you call out to him.
"Hey! You slinthead, over here!" Minho whips his head in your direction, a grin immediately taking over his features.
"Well, if it isn't Little Miss Ben's Crush!" He smirks at you.
As you walk closer, you blush and spit out, "Shut the klunk up, Minho." But, you quickly replace your murderous look with a cheerful one, just to throw him off guard. It works.
"Someone's in a good mood, aren't they?" Minho teases. You stick out your tongue.
"Of course. I'm finally out of prison!" You say excitedly. Minho shakes his head playfully, and the two of you start to walk towards the cafeteria together.
When you get there, Ben, who had been watching the entrance, gets up quickly and walks towards you. You stiffen, unsure of what to expect.
"Y/N! I'm so glad you're finally out of the Med-Jack hut! Come here, I've been saving a seat every single day in-case you came!" Ben starts to lead you towards the bench he was seated at, wrapping an arm around your shoulder. Then, a hostile voice calls out.
"Hey! What're you two doing?" Although it sounded like something Alby would say, you instead turn to see Newt glaring at you. Well, more like the arm around your shoulders.
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Little Wolf (NewtxReader)
FanficOnce, a smart, sassy, beautiful Greenie entered the Glade. She was a girl. Her name was Y/N (Your Name). And she was loved by all the Gladers (which caused some competition). Nevertheless, only Newt, the calm, reasonable, intelligent one could start...
