The Glade's Stories ( Under Editing)

First Time With Minho

That wasn't a normal day.
The Glade was quiet and oddly empty, nobody was doing their jobs as usual. Everyone was in a state of fear, even the runners wasn't in the maze. The current events still haunting eveyone's mind.
You and Minho were wandering around the fields with nothing specific on both yours minds to do. as a matter of fact, you guys had been spending a lot of time together theses days. It wasn't something you do on purpose, though, if was just... you seemed to look for each other's company whenever you guys had nothing to do, once all the work had been done.
and even with everything that had happened, minho wasn't showing any sign of worry, or anxiety. but you knew him too well to fell for that.
Yesterday he and the other kid, Thomas, came back from a night in the Maze. Something never done before. Alby was hurt and Minho was worried about what was going to happen from now on in the glade, with their leader hurt and incapable of running everything.
The thing was... Minho was a very calm guy and always tried his best not to do anything precipitated.

"minho..." you started with a calm and restrained voice.

"I don't wanna talk about yesterday, okay?"

"w- i am worried about you." you replied, sounding more braver than you actually feel. " you haven't said a word since you arrive."

"i didn't said it to you, you mean. the people who needs to know, knows it." he spurs out, walking faster then before. " don't worry ya pretty head."

what?
frowning, you stopped suddenly and grabbed him by his biceps, forcing him to stop on his hurry, he looked at you and then to where your fingers dig deeply on his muscular arms.

" now wait a minute, you don't have to take this shit on me now. i'm just worried about you and the others..."

he sighed, closing his eyes for moment.

" look... there's no reason for you to be worry about. i'm not gonna let anything happen to you. nor with anyone in this glade. we're gonna figure this out... it's just..."

"i'm not asking you to protect me." you interrupted." i just want you to talk to me. you know you can, right?"

another sigh, he looked so exhausted.

"i know.. i know, but-"

"i'm proud of you, okay?!"
the way he stare into your eyes almost made you step back a little. it was so hard to maintain that look, he was so hot even looking that worried.

" i ran off ! i left them alone with that thing! I left them to die. I couldn't... I just wanted to get out of there."

"i'm not saying that you did the right thing running off. but you have the right of being afraid like everyone in here. you don't have to act the hero to anyone." you tell him, your hand still on his arm, but you touch was softer. " and the fact is that you only was there to save Alby, in the first place, don't you?"

he didn't said anything, his gaze fixed on his feet with his hands on his hips.

"don't you?" you insisted, more firmly this time.

"whatever. that's not the sucking point!"

"no, that's exactly what it is. you came back for them."

" that's enough. slim it, okay?"

your slight frown didn't stop you from gigling at his effort to pushing you away. he always does that when he is insecure.

"you know too well that this attitude of yours doesn't work with me. and i know that you saved Alby and Thomas, i also know that you're the keeper of the runners and you did your job. it's that simple " the hand that was placed until that moment on his arm went up, up to to his face. you didn't notice that sudden movement, and you was surprised by it as much as minho, who widened his eyes as you brace yourself to speak the next words.