The Maze Runner imagines

108//Minho

How long you've been together: 11 months (you met him at Walker-Stalker Con in the line up to meet Chandler Riggs) 

Valentine's date: Neither you or Minho aren't big on Valentine's  day. Minho always said there shouldn't be one day to show love especially and you agreed 100%. You both go rock climbing and then out to your favourite restaurant. Minho carries you home to his apartment and you order some pizza. You marathon the Walking Dead wrapped in each other's arms.

Valentine's present: Minho insisted on you not getting him anything but you couldn't resist. You bought him a hoodie which said "If Glenn Rhee dies,we riot" as you and the rest of the world had seen season 7 episode 1 and you knew Minho was still shook over the death of his favourite character. To soften the blow,you bought him some shoes he'd had his eyes on as long as you had known him and you had printed a collage full of photos of you and him together. Minho had bought you both tickets to Walker-Stalker Con and photo ops to meet Norman Reedus and Chandler Riggs. He also bought you some new film for your Polaroid camera as you were running low,a bundle of your favourite chocolates and some cosy socks.

Imagine:

You both dig in to the two large pizzas sitting on the coffee table in-front of you. You sit huddled up under the blanket with Minho as The Walking Dead played in the background. You payed more attention to him,you wrapped his arms around you tight and snuggled your head in his chest.

"I enjoyed tonight," you whisper "thank you."

He kisses your hair softly "I'm glad you did. Thank you for my presents too. You didn't have to."

"I know," you sit up and kiss him gently "I wanted to. Love you."

"Love you too." He entwines his fingers with you "Y/N my life is a million times better with you in. Without you... I'd have nothing. You just made me feel real."

"You are real Minho," you look into his eyes,wrapping your arms around the back of his neck.

"I know." He kisses you softly and lays you back down on his chest "you tired?"

"We spent five hours climbing. What do you expect?" You laugh.

"Okay..." He switches off the TV and lifts you up,taking you to his room and laying you down under the covers "sleep baby. I'm not going anywhere." He kisses your forehead gently. You give him a weak smile as your eyelids grow heavy and they close,your hand still gripped tightly in his.