When... (Dylan O'Brien Character Imagines)

thomas when...

He tries to save you from WCKD

You had no idea where they were taking you. All you knew was that it meant things were going to start getting worse.

You've tried to break out of WCKD's hold, but every time it's caused you severe punishments. The fresh blood of the cut on your forehead was a result of your failed escape a few days ago.

You wished anything to be back with the others, with Thomas. No matter what WCKD did to you, you still had hope that your best friend would come to save you.

Suddenly, you heard footsteps above you. Thomas, you concluded. A loud explosion came from the front of the train and soon you felt it roll to a stop.

The others looked at each other confused and stunned. Sonya and Aris sat beside you and whispered, "Do you think it's the Right Arm?"

Everyone sat patiently in silence for some idea about what was happening.

"Y/N? Y/N are you in there?!" You recognized the voice immediately. It was Thomas.

"Thomas!!" You shouted as loud as you could. The others started shouting and banging their chains in hopes of being free.

"Y/N?!" He banged on the train car. "Thomas! I'm right here!!" You yelled back louder than the others.

"This one!" You heard him call to someone and soon you felt yourself being lifted, almost like you were flying.

For the first time in 6 months, you didn't feel afraid.

*

You felt the train car landing on the ground and the others holding their breaths in anticipation.

Suddenly the train door opened to reveal Thomas.

You couldn't hold back your tears any longer. Seeing your best friend after 6 months of pain and torture, it felt like heaven.

"It's okay. We're not going to hurt you," He said to the teenagers and started walking through the aisles to find you.

Once he spotted your teary-eyed face he couldn't hold it back either.

"Y/N," He dropped down in front of you and engulfed you in the tightest hug you could imagine.

You started sobbing and the tears leaked into his thin shirt.

"H-How did you find us?" You asked him releasing your hug but still in each other's grasp.

"We spend 6 months making this plan. I spent 6 months trying to find you Y/N, and I would've spent my entire life doing it," He said brushing back some of your tears. This was when he noticed the bloody gash on your forehead.

"God, what did they do to you?" He asked cupping your wet cheeks. "I was trying to find you too."

And suddenly he closed the space between you two, colliding his soft lips to yours.

"I guess I beat you to it."