Mine(ho)

Chapter 1

(Minho's POV)

I enter the Glade and head towards the Med hut it has become part of my routine with how often I hurt myself running the maze.
Most if the time it's just scratches and bruises or sprained ankles but Y/N insists I get them taken care of because what I consider a small scratch or bruise is actually quite serious.
Today even I knew it was serious. I had went to cut a vine in the maze to remember my path but missed and cut my arm. It was a pretty deep cut but I just kept running for the rest of the day and knew I would get it sorted when I got back to the Glade.
I enter the Med hut to see Y/N already laying out supplies to treat my wounds.
I hear her muttering numbers as I enter the room.
"2, 1," she turns to see me standing there. "Right on time!".
"Where you counting down to when I would come?" I ask.
"Yup same exact time everyday, so what is it today?" She asks.
I move my hand away from my arm to reveal my deep cut.
"Minho for shucks sake what did you do this time?" Y/N asks me.
"I was trying to cut a vine to mark my path and missed, swung round and cut my arm," I say sheepishly.
"You should have came sooner," she says shaking her head.
She patches me up in no time and sends me in my way. As I walk across the Glade I turn back to see her chatting with Chuck and laughing loudly. I am so distracted by her that I walk straight into Alby.
"Look Minho I'm no expert but can I give you a tip about getting a girl?" Alby asks grinning.
"Sure not that I would need it slinthead," I say sighing.
"Shower you smell like Gally's armpit, we can't have that with Y/N around!" Alby says patting my back and pushing me towards the showers.
The showers are always a bad experience. We don't have time to heat the water tank for the showers for every individual person so everyone showers cold just to keep everything equals. I use the weird herbal shampoo and body wash stuff that Frypan makes with Jeff's help.
Once I am dry and changed I head to dinner. I sit at a table with Newt, Thomas, Chuck and Y/N. As I take a seat Thomas leans in and takes a whiff of me.
"Excuse me?" I say looking at Thomas.
Y/N and Chuck are trying to stifle their giggles.
"Is this some sort of inside joke that I don't know about?" I ask.
"No, you just really stink after the maze and Thomas was checking you cleaned well enough and he has to share a room with you so," Y/N laughs.
"Am I up to your standards Sir Thomas?" I ask bowing.
"Yes but barely," Thomas says in a posh accent.
We finish our meal and everyone heads to bed. It's a bit night in the Glade so Thomas and I sleep shirtless and in our boxers. It doesn't take long for me to fall into a deep sleep.

I am running the maze as I do everyday but then I hear a girl screaming. A familiar voice shouting out for help. Shouting for me, Thomas, Chuck, Newt, Frypan, Clint, Jeff, Gally really anyone to help her. I recognise the voice but I can't quite place it. Suddenly I realise it's Y/N shouting for my help and many other Gladers. I run round the maze following where the screams and shouts are coming from. Then I see it. Y/N running away from a Griever. It's faster and bigger than usual though and has it's full intent not to just sting her but to kill her.
I want to run coward to help her escape this creature but I am Frozen on the spot. None of my limbs are responding. Only my eyes move. The Griever finally catches up to her. She screams my name one last time and then everything goes silent, the Griever gets bored and runs off leaving behind a gory mess. Finally I can move again, my body lurches forward to hold a dead, bloody Y/N in my arms. Tears streaming down my face.

I wake up, sweat trickling down my back, tears in my eyes. I wander out if my room, outside the Homestead and conveniently see Y/N sitting outside awake.
"What are you doing up?" She asks.
"Too hot in there, you?" I ask.
"Couldn't sleep, too busy stressing about stuff," she says sighing.
"I could do with some company if you want to join me?" I ask immediately regretting it after the words left my mouth.
"Sure," she says shrugging.
I lead her inside up to my room as quietly as possible.
We sleep top to tail. I have an extra long mattress because I am relatively tall. At least compared to some others in the Glade.
My feet are near the back of Y/N's head I try to move them as far as possible from her. Her feet are no where near me. She isn't short but she isn't tall either. She is in the middle.
Once she is sound asleep I flip round and lie beside her pulling her close to me. My arm lays over her protectively and her hand rests on the back of my head stroking my hair gently.