The Maze Runner imagines

115//Minho

Minho was different today. He was quiet. Like the complete opposite of himself.

Some of us are lucky enough to live and some of us are lucky enough to fight

"Hey." Thomas sits beside you,nodding to Minho. "What's up with him."

"I don't know." You sigh,your eyes locked on him. You had to admit you were starting to get a little worried "he's quiet today."

"He said something to me about starting to feel hopeless about finding a way out. But difficult situations and wrong choices conspire to trap us in hopelessness. He's the keeper of the runners,he doesn't know what to do anymore."

"I'll talk to him Thomas."

"No Y/N." he grips your arm "he won't want to talk to you."

"I don't care. He needs us." You pull back from Thomas' grip and head into the homestead where Minho was. He sat faced away from you,sitting upright in his hammock. His hands were resting on his chin.

"Minho..." you edge a little closer to him "do you mind if I talk to you?"

"Sure..." you can hear the tone of his voice and you could tell he was feeling hopeless. "What's up Y/N?"

"I wanted to make sure you were okay. Thomas said something."

"Thomas told you everything didn't he? How... after three years I've realised there's no hope."

"What do you mean Minho? There's always hope. I told you Minho,I shucking told you. I don't wanna die."

"Y/N-"

"I've kept my hope for you so you keep it up for me Minho. Minho if you don't have hope I... you need to keep going. Because I can't do this without you. Minho you mean everything-"

You're cut off with a loud metallic screech and your eyes widen.

"The doors..." you whisper as you hear another scream. "I told you Minho. I don't want to die." You repeat "I'll follow you anywhere. You're my best friend. And now..." you grab the machete from beside his hammock "I'm gonna have to kill this shucking Griever."

"Y/N!" Minho grips your hand and pulls you close to him. You let out a shaky breath as he cups the side of your face,his eyes burning into yours. If I don't see you on the other side, remember I love you."

"Minho don't!" You yell as he sprints away from you leaving you all alone. You just let out broken breaths and listen to the screams of your friends who were probably dying. You couldn't do anything to stop it. You knew that much.

"Y/N!" Newt grabs you "we need to hide, come on!"

"Minho." Is the first thing you could say "is he safe?"

"I think so. I think he went to the map room with a few others. We need to go. RIGHT NOW!"

You shake your head "I don't want to."

"So you wanna stay here and get eaten?"

"I... think so... newt... Life is cruel. Sometimes it makes you live. Shucking unfair right?"

"You don't come with me right bloody now-" he throws you over his shoulder and drags you with his limp into the map room. Your eyes were blurred by tears as you see Minho watching you.

"You left me..." you spit at him. Minho kneels down to you and reaches out to take your hand but you slap his cheek "do not shucking touch me!"

He sighs and grabs the machete from your grip "Y/N I'm sorry..." He whispers and he walks to Thomas and Newt who are gathered at the small window.

"I don't think you've ever been sorry..." You mumble to him but your the only one who hears it.

"Y/N!" Thomas yells and you look up to him with teary eyes "Y/N you need to look at this!"

"Minho was right..." You whisper,standing up. "There is no hope. And you know it now,like I do. Don't you?"

You open the door to the council hall and you see the horror before you. Your home was up in smoke,people were running for their lives from these Grievers.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" Minho yanks you back inside "What is wrong with you huh,shuck face!?"

"Nothing." You start to cry at his tone "I've been nothing but kind to you Minho and this is how you treat me!?"

"All of this... Is because of me!" He cries "the maps are going to be destroyed,people are going to die. And it's all my fault!"

"None of this is your fault Minho." You were about to hug him when a claw bashes through the roof of the council hall. You watch it aim for Minho but you shove him hard and stumble into his place. The claw latches onto your body and yanks you up.

"Y/N NO!" Minho screams. He manages to grip your hand and you just let out a cry and grip it back.

"Don't give up. Please Minho." You nod as you were yanked away by the Griever. All you could hear was his scream and the loud metallic screech as you squeeze your eyes shut as you were taken away from him forever.