TMR/TBS Imagines

Newt // First Day (Pt.1) *REQUEST*

* This imagine was requested by No_Chill_80s
Thank you for sending it in and I hope you like it! Sorry it's a little short! *

"Newt! Open this door!" I screamed, banging my fist against the locked door. He had somewhere in the middle of the night locked the door and stood against it to keep me from leaving.

"No! Not until you agree to stay!" He shouted back though his voice was muffled through the thick door. He was acting like a child throwing a tantrum and he wasn't listening.

Today I would start my first day of my new job as a Runner. After three intense weeks training with Minho and the other Runners, Minho said I was ready and made today my first day. I had lived two long years in the glade and you would think Newt would be a little happy for me that I was, if you could call it, 'promoted'.

"Newt, you're being ridiculous. Let me out so I won't be late." Jiggling the door handle, it finally opened and I swung it open with too much force. Newt was moving a chair out of the way on the other side of the door with an annoyed look on his face.

"It'll be fine. I know what I'm doing, plus I'm not alone. There's nothing for you to worry about," I said to Newt, a lot calmer than my voice seconds ago. He wasn't doing this to be annoying, he was scared; scared to lose me to the maze that had taken so many boys before me. He doesn't want me to end up like the rest of them, but this is what I had to do. The maze needed to be solved and I was an able to body and mind to help them solve it.

"But what if it isn't, huh?" His soft features once again turned to anger as he pushed his way inside my room. "What if you go in there and get hurt where I can't help you? What if you a griever finds you and you can't think of a way out in time? What if you don't come back?"

Newt shoved his hands through his hair, messing up the previously combed hair and ripping it out of its follicles. He stopped pacing and instead took a seat on the end of the bed with his head in his hands. I guess I didn't realize how much this was affecting him.

I sat down on the space beside him while wrapping my arms around his shoulders. "I can't promise you that nothing bad will happen and you know that. But I can promise to come back to you. I'll always come back to you, Newt." He seemed to calm down after I kissed the side of his head, and put his hand on my other arm.

"Please, stay," he begged like a child, his eyes glistening with fresh tears and his eyes sunken. He looked fragile under my touch; like his body was made of glass and one touch would cause him to shatter.

"I can't," I whispered back, not having the proper words to tell him to comfort him. He would only relax if I told him I wasn't going, but I wasn't going to tell him that.

I left Newt on the bed as I finished getting ready for the days run: packing my bag, attached the strap to my chest, eating a small breakfast, and meeting up with the other runners at the doors.

"You ready for your first day with the big dogs?" Minho asked with a smirk as he adjusted the straps of his bag.

"I've been ready for weeks but someone decided to just keep training me," I teased, still annoyed with how long it took for me to actually be let out into the maze. Noticing that Minho's eyes were following something behind me, I turned around just as Newt was rushing over to me.

"Newt, if you're coming to stop me that you should just turn around because I'm going." I was a little harsher than I had wanted to, especially since he was just doing it because he cared about me, but I needed to do this.

He stopped in front of me and put his arms around my body, pulling me flush to his chest. I wrapped my arms around his neck and let him hug me until he wanted to stop- he probably needed this more than I did.

"Please, stay with me," he cried, his melancholy voice broke my heart, and spread a wave of sadness over me. I never meant to cause him this much pain since I was doing this for him- we find a way out, he has a way out. "Don't go."

"I have to, Newt. I have to find us a way out of here." He knew what he was doing, and if he held on for just a little longer, I know I would have stayed. I pulled out of his chest but his arms were still gripping onto some part of me. "I'm coming back to you. I promise."

"I can't lose you, (Y/N) and if you go in there, I'll lose you forever. I-I, you-you have to stay. Stay with me," his pleads broke me down ever more, but the look Minho gave me told me we had to go.

I lifted his face and pressed a soft kiss directly on his lips. I had never kissed him before, but I didn't mind the salty taste of his tears. It was our first kiss, and I hoped it wouldn't be our last. Breaking the kiss, I removed my hands from his cheeks and onto his hands where I had his full attention.

"I'll see you later, alright?" I asked this instead of anything else because I wanted to assure him I would see him again. He nodded and pressed another chaste kiss to my lips.

"I'll see you later. Just come back to me," he added and let me go. I turned to walk towards the maze entrance, Minho by my side and Newt behind me. I spun back at the edge of the doors for a last look at Newt. We waved to each other with soft smiles on each of our faces before I turned to run into the maze.

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Third Person POV

Newt worked through the day with (Y/N) on his mind through all of it. He was worried that something terrible could happen to her while she was inside the maze and he wouldn't be there to help her. He wouldn't even know something bad had happened until it was too late. But he waited impatiently for her to return.

Half an hour was left before the doors would close and Newt was going insane. The Runners were never this late, especially the Keeper and the newbie, so Newt had every right to be this antsy with nerves for them to come back.

It wasn't until those 29 minutes had passed that the Keeper ran through the doors- alone. Newt ran over to the panting boy, immediately bombarding him with questions but receiving no answers.

"Where is she? Did you leave her in there?" He panicked just as the doors began to close. Newt couldn't run into the maze like his heart was telling him to, but every other part of him was begging him not to run in, even though his girl was in there.

"There- there was this griever chasing us and she wanted to split up. I thought she would just be around the corner but she was gone. I didn't want to leave her but I had to if I wanted to make it back," Minho explained, all through wheezed breaths from how fast he had to run to get to the glade on time.

Newt was frozen in place, shocked by the story Minho gave and the realization that she was gone. The doors were closed and she was on the other side of it, never to come out. He wanted to be furious at Minho and blame him for her death, but it wasn't his fault. Newt should have tried harder.

In the morning, he didn't even want to wait by the doors like a couple of the other gladers had done. He didn't need to proof that she wasn't coming back since he knew it already. He didn't want to get his hopes up to have them come crumbling down.

She wasn't coming back and Newt would have to live without her for the rest of his life. He would have to live with the fact that she was alive at one point, and she made him so unbelievably happy, but she wouldn't be here anymore. She would soon be just a memory to the people here and a story to the greenies to come. But it got too painful. And from then on when the new greenies asked if there were ever any girls, he would simply say no.