{highest ranking, #2 in TMR}
Just a bunch of imagines and maze runner gifs. I suck at descriptions, just read it slinthead....please?
(Btw I take requests just let me know, okay? Thanks babes.)
(Oh, also, I'm currently working on making it gender-ne...
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"Hey! Everyone run!" Thomas yelled, sprinting out of the darkness. Everyone watched, confused, until a few cranks stumbled out after him.
"Oh, shit!" Newt yelled, stumbling backwards. Without thinking, he grabbed your hand and pulled you through the building.
"Everyone over here!" You heard Frypan yell. The group ran into a door, you and Newt straying behind. You had been injured earlier, twisted your ankle in the scorch. And he had his limp.
A crank got in front of you, throwing itself at the door. Frypan shut it, a few people screaming and shouting behind him.
"Other way." Newt said quickly, putting a hand out to stop you. You darted toward the nearest closet, with a solid metal door. You stood silently, breathing in the dark.
"Shh." Newt whispered, his lips right next to your ear. You nodded, his hand tightening around yours. There were a few bangs on the door, and then the crank gave up and left.
"You okay?" Newt asked, and you could hear him turn to face you in the dark.
"Yeah. You?" You asked back.
"I'm fine." He replied. His breath tickled your neck. You shivered, and he laughed slightly.
"We should probably go." You smiled in the dark. Newt nodded.
"Yeah, probably" he mumbled quietly, pulling you to his side as he opened the door.
