the maze runner gif series; 'running'

[28] Thomas

Thomas is the biggest flirt.

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You were staring at Thomas, looking at the way the sun hit his face. Even though his face was slightly covered in dirt, his bone structure was still visible. You weren't staring on purpose, but it was hard to look away from someone looking this attractive. 

"See something interesting, [your name]?" 

Heat rose to your cheeks in matter of seconds. Fuck, he had caught you staring. "I-i'm sorry," you stuttered finding it hard to let the words come out of your mouth while Thomas was staring at you this intensely. 

"It's okay, baby!" 

You couldn't have swooned harder. An enormous smile stood on your face hurting your cheeks and sparks shot through your entire body. You felt giddy, and couldn't decide if you liked this feeling or not. 

He glanced at you captivated by the way you reacted to the way he flirted, he knew he had an effect on people, but this big of an effect. The way you blushed and had hidden your face, even the enormous smile on your face made his heart beat faster. What the hell?! I don't like [your name]. 

They are just a friend. We're just friends. He told himself, but every time he saw you he remembered the way you smiled at him. He would do anything to see that smile and so he did. 

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"It's cold in here," you said as you shivered used to the warm temperature of the desert. 

Thomas spun around, "You can sleep in my beanbag tonight, that'll warm you up," and ended with a wink. The redness spread on your face making Thomas' heart beat a little bit faster. 

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How long was this going to take?  You thought as you have been walking for four days in the desert. "Newt, do you see anything?" You asked Newt who was looking through his binocular. "Like anything that isn't sand. I'm even fine with a mere rock." 

"Bloody hell, there's a car there!" 

"You're joking?" 

Well, Newt hadn't been joking, wouldn't have been a good joke anyway. There was a working car in the desert which would -- under normal circumstances -- raise some questions as to why the car was in the desert with a full tank and the keys in it. But they all couldn't care. 

Thomas and Minho had sprinted to the car followed by two Gladers you didn't know that well. You and Newt had walked towards the car, you weren't going to leave Newt behind with his limp. 

The drivers seat was quickly claimed by Minho and the two Gladers had taken their seats on the backseat. You had expected Thomas to get in the passengers seat, but he held the door open for Newt acting like a gentleman and quickly sat down on the last available place on the backseat. 

"Don't worry, baby, you can sit on my lap." 

And there is was again the beautiful blush on your face and that smile you kept trying to hide. You didn't reply and just sat down on his knees trying to save yourself from any possible embarrassment, but it seemed like that just wasn't possible with Minho driving. 

Minho smirked, "I would hold on tight. I don't think I've ever driven a car before." 

Thomas wrapped his arms around you and pulled you close to him making your back hit his chest. You could feel his toned stomach through your shirt. 

The entire ride your face didn't loose it's redness, and as if you hadn't been tortured enough already Thomas said this: "I'd like to continue that sometime, just with less clothes." 

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maybe it's me, but i hate texting first, cuz whenever i do it i feel like m annoying the person. but if i don't text first i won't text with anyone cuz legit no one texts me first (except isa). that's why i've been writing more to still get a sense of human connection ✌️. 

i legit can't think of any question i could ask y'all. . .