Minho//"If you don't want to talk about what happened, then say so. Don't just lie and say it's fine."//Requested by: svenskrosa
Running. Running. Running.
You didn't stop until you were safely through the maze doors and into the glade. There was blood everywhere. Your hair was sticky from all of it. You tried getting away from the griever, but it found you everywhere you went.
"Y/N!" Minho.
He immediately wrapped you in his arms, and you fell into them.
"What happened?"
"Griever." Was all you could really say. Minho picked you up bridal style and carried you to the med-jack jut. You had already passed out in his arms.
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"Is she going to be okay?"
"She lost a lot of blood, but she should be fine."
"Can you guys keep an eye on her? I need to go into the maze and see if I can find anything."
"We won't leave the room."
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Minho ran your whole section, and all he found was blood and your backpack. No griever anywhere in sight. He saw green slime, and assumed it was from the griever.
With no success in the maze, Minho went back to the glade. He then saw a figure by the doors, and knew it was you.
"Y/N, why aren't you in the med-jack hut?" He questioned.
"I needed to find you." You looked off into the distance, something clearly on your mind.
"Y/N, tell me what happened. You're not okay."
"Minho, I'm fine."
"That's a lie." Minho stated, crossing his arms.
"I'm fine Minho!"
"If you don't want to talk about what happened, then say so. Don't just lie and say it's fine."
"I don't want to talk about almost dying, you're right! And I also don't need you to tell me how I feel!"
"I wasn't telling you how you feel!"
"Yes, you were!" You shouted then walked back to the med-jack hut. Jeff and Clint weren't in the hut, even though they told Minho they would be.
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Minho stood there, realizing that it wasn't right to yell at you; especially after everything.
He opened the door to the med-jack hut and saw you sitting there, tears down your eyes. Minho ran to your side, and pulled you into his arms.
"I'm sorry." He said after a few minutes of you crying on his shoulder.
"Me too."
"Whenever you want to talk, I'll be here. I'll always be here." Minho told you, kissing your forehead.
"Can we just go and lay down, please? I just want to sleep and be in your arms."
"Of course."
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awww, i actually really loved how this turned out!!
