A Little More You (A Maze Runner Fanfic)

Day One

Day One

"Aha! Chucky!"

"What the- who picked that movie?!"

"Who enjoys watching you piss on your pants the most? Of course, Brenda did."

"Thomas! Why the hell did you make her choose? It's supposed to be my turn to pick the movie for tonight!"

"Well, you were too busy showing your guns to those new pretty neighbors next door and we got too impatient so I chose for you. Ain't I the nicest best friend ever?"

"But it's horror-"

"Just get your sissy ass down here and let's start the movie, will yah?"

With a scowl etched in his face, Minho flopped himself to the couch next to Brenda who was sitting next to me, already munching on the large tub of popcorn on her lap.

I felt her nudged me on my side. "Thomas, make sure you turn the volume to its maximum so Minhoe suffers big time." Brenda said, and I did what I was told. Though he looks tough and brave with all that abs and muscles, Minho is a big ass coward and we really do enjoy watching him turn into a pansy when it comes to blood and whole lot of gore.

Last Halloween, Brenda dressed up as Sadako from the movie The Ring and pranked him. Minho hated that movie so much. Let's just say they were lucky that I lived on the same house and knew the emergency number of the nearest hospital.

There's a reason why I anointed and always reconsidered myself as the most mature and responsible one among the three of us -though there are a few times I do let myself lose, too.

"Man, if I get nightmares after this and don't get my beauty sleep, it will be your fault and I'm going to blame it to you two for the rest of eternity. Ugly don't suit me!"

"Minho, will you shut the fuck up and just watch the damn movie?"

"Hell, no, honey pie peaches!" he whined back at her, earning an exasperated groan from Brenda as Minho leached himself to her as the scary music of the opening credits started. "I swear, Tommy boy, that shuck-faced Chucky doll will give me night terrors!" He was legit scared. His facial expression says it all.

"Ugh..." Brenda passed the tub of popcorn to my lap. "Minho, I swear-"

"Wait! Is that my boxers?"

"Minho, you really should shut your hole because Brenda looks murderous-"

"And is that Newt's hoodie?! Oh boy, he'll flip shit at you, again!"

"Brenda, where are your clothes?" I tried to ask nicely, but Brenda was already annoyed.

She took the remote from my lap and pressed pause. "Damn it! You two shanks say another word and I swear I'll invite Gally here right now to watch with us."

"No!" Minho and I screamed in chorus. Gally was our other neighbor and also our frat buddy. He's more annoying than Minho and he literally doesn't shut up, even impossible to make him shut it. He's also got a thing for Brenda and has been asking Minho and I to help him win her for more than two years now but still no luck. Brenda was different from other girls. Being friends with a whole bunch of frat boys and growing up to his adoptive father Jorge, also our frat leader slash founder, it'll take a lot of guts to ask someone like Brenda out.

And just like Gally, Minho has the very same dilemma -even longer than Gally's.

Only, unlike Gally, Brenda considers Minho and I her closest friends. We're partners-in-crime. Since the tender age of ten, Minho, Brenda and I have been inseparable. We've been through everything together. We experienced life all together; our first joint, our first drunken accident, heartbreaks and all teenage grunge and shit. We knew each other more than our own parents knew us. He's probably just like a brother to her, much to Minho's dismay.