The Maze Runner Imagines and Preferences

15 (2/2) - Nervous (Minho)

Minho
Talk a little too much around you
[I talk a little too much]
Get a little self-conscious when I think about you
[I get a little self-conscious]

I placed my hair again. It was the fifth time since I was out of the shower and walking my way to the Kitchen. I was hungry, like, really hungry. But food wasn't the reason why I was rushing. My favorite cook was there. Oh and Y/N, of course. I liked teasing her about that. She was an even better cook than Frypan. I loved her her sense of humor.

I entered in the room full of people I knew and sat next to Newt. He gave me a warm smile and patted my back before looking back at his meal. By the disgusted look he had, I knew that it was Fry's cooking. Every Glader knew that our only girl's dishes were way better than our first cook's ones.

Usually, Y/N would have walk to me and give me my plate, but she was too occupied today to do so. I waited few more minutes, just in case she'd come and sit next to me with both of our meals, but she never came. I stood up and made my way to where the stove was. Out of nowhere (or Knowhere, ya know... anyone?) I bumped into someone and all the food was splattered on my shirt.

"Oh shuck! I'm so sorry Minho!!!" Y/N screeched.

"Still clumsy?"

"Always..."

She put the now empty plates aside grabbed my wrist. She pulled me out of the Kitchen while whispering "Come on, let's get you changed." She dragged me (out a bar to the back seat of a car) in the Farm, where my room was, and walked us into it without even looking at where she was going. She cursed when her head faced the closed door with a loud thud. She opened it and immediately sat on my unmade bed, crossing her legs underneath her. I playfully rolled my eyes and took my shirt off.

"I'm so sorry Minho, I should've been more careful. I'm such a clumsy person, it's not even funny. Like, I burned pastas because I wasn't paying attention, I tripped over my own feet while walking to my hammock, I choked on air, I accidentally tied my shoes together, I got tomato sauce in my hair, and that was only yesterday!" she monologued. "And today? First, I literally threw a knife at Fry, luckily it didn't touched him, then I dropped a glass and walked on the shattered pieces, I almost choppe my fingers off and after that, it dropped all the food on you!"

During her whole speech, she was looking down at her hands while fiddling with her fingers as I stood there, staring at her. She was so cute when she was rambling. She did that ever so often because she somehow couldn't stop talking. But it wasn't annoying, it was rather lovable. I was in awe before her. She must've been the most awkward yet the most beautiful person I knew. On both her inside and outside.

I hadn't realized that she was now looking at me. Well, more like observing my bare torso. Her eyes went back to my face and I blushed. I suddenly felt self conscious and quickly threw a shirt on. As soon as I had it on, she giggled. Y/N got up and walked to me. She pulled on my covered shoulder.

"It's on the wrong side, Minho."

"Oh..."

She laughed and kissed my cheek before walking out of my room. 'That girl makes me so nervous, it's not even possible!'

Sorry for the short and almost late post! I'm super busy during summer so it might happen few times! If you want a Gally part for this one, just ask! I felt bad for posting such a shitty and short thing so late (it's almost 11pm where I live) so I may post something else this week.......

Anyway, still sorry for the crap I wrote and posted, have a good day/night/whatever what time it is where you are

See ya ✌️