𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐇𝐎 | Imagines

SAFE HAVEN

[Athena].

Three months had passed since they have reached the save heaven. Slowly their community started to form. Jobs had been given. Houses had been built. A lot had been accomplished since they become free individuals.

The gloomy atmosphere that previously existed had started to disappear with each passing day. They were finally safe. No more Wicked, no more running, no more pain.

Or that is how it should be, but for some that was not the case. Some people couldn't just forget the friends that they had lost along the way, making impossible for the pain to go away.

For Athena, the faces of her dead friends hunted her every night to the point that she would wake up screaming. Friends that had lost their life's right in front of her. Friends that she promised to protect.

People say that time could hill anything, we just had to be patience, well that seemed to something that Athena definitely lacked.

How many months until she felt at peace? How many days had to pass till she forgave herself for her failure?

This were the questions that keep invading her head as she laid wide awake in bed.

It must have been mid-night as the door to her small shack was pushed open. Today he had take longer that usual. Usually she would be asleep by the time he arrived but tonight she couldn't seemed to fall asleep.

"Hey, did I wake you?" his soft voice filled the silence that lingered.

"No..." she replayed, trying to hide the yawn that was fighting to escape, "I couldn't sleep so I thought I would wait for you" she whispered, turning on her side as she admired him as he took of his shirt. Her eyes followed every inch of his muscle upper body that flexed with each movement.

"Nightmares again?" his eyebrows creased in concern as he unzip his pants before taking them of completely.

"I told you they aren't nightmares" she reply with a sight as her gaze stayed fixed in a random point of the opposite wall, something he knew she did when she was remembering her past, "They are things that actually happened"

A few second of silence passed before she look up at him only to see that he was already looking at her. He climbed in the small bed as she scoot over to give him some space.

"You just have to think about something else" he said as he ajusted the covers making sure that she was fully covered.

"I know but no matter how much I tried I can't just forget them. I...I feel like I should remembered them...they deserve that at least", her voice started to crack, tears forming in her eyes. She knew that she wasn't the only one still suffering from the lost of their friends, but she seemed to be the most affected of them. Perhaps she just wasn't as good as them to pretend that every thing was alright.

A single tear rolled down her cheek, before Minho softly wipe it away, "I missed them too you know?", his eyes try to search hers as they avoided his gaze. "All of them. We lost a lot of our friends but I know their in peace wherever they are"

He heard her sniffles as he placed kisses on her head.

"Sometimes I asked myself if...if he is finally happy, you know?" her voice broke filled with sadness as she tried not to let the sobs that were trying to escape.

"Newt?" Minho hesitantly asked, his voice barely above a whisper. It had been so long since he had said his best friend name, and he missed it.

"Y-Yeah" it was silent for a moment, both lost in each other thoughts. Memories of the three of them passed through Athena's mind, making a sad smile form on her lips.

"Remember the first week after I arrive in the box, and you were always hitting it on me? Remember what he did to you?", a small laugh escape her lips as tears escape her eyes.

"That shank threatened to make me clean the bathrooms if I didn't stop", a small chuckle left his lips as he remembered the seriousness in Newt's face.

Since Athena arrived in the glade Newt made sure that no glader was to touch or arasse her in any way, creating a bunch of rules that almost every one followed, Minho being one of those exceptions. Nothing bad, just the usual flirting that use to a annoy Athena more than anything.

"You passed a good time in those bathrooms though, didn't you?" a small smirk forming on her lips.

"Totally worth it. I did get you in the end" his cocky face make her chuckle.

"Yeah, after months, and months, and months, I finally gave up", a exaggerated fake sight left her lips.

"Shut up, you always like me" he reply with confidently.

"Oh really? How are you so sure of that?"

"Newt told me", Her mouth was wide open in shock.

"He did?" her voice was so soft, filled with shock.

"Mmm, he was sick hearing me always talk about you"

"He was the only one that I told. I mean he basically told me that he knew that I like you, said that it was shucking obvious" she started to blush just thinking about that conversation and how embarrassed she was upon someone finding out about her feelings for the brunette runner.

"It wasn't. I actually thought that you hate me, but still I wasn't giving up on you so easily" he push her closer to him as his fingers ran through her hair.

"I'm glad you didn't", her eyes twinkle with the moon light that entered through the window.

Minho started to slowly line in, his gaze focused solemnly on her slightly parted pink lips. His movements stopped as their lips were only a few inches from touching. With one final look at her raven eyes, their lips connected. It was a slow kiss that showed so many emotions that run through them. Passion, love, care, adoration.

His hands travel slowly up her back, pulling her shirt up, until one of them tangled it her soft hair. Their movements became more rushed as the kiss intensify.

Athena moan in the kiss as her body was pressed against his, their legs interlocking. Her lips detached from his. They were both breathing heavily. Eyes locked on each other, as a silence conversation passed between them. In this moment, they both felt thay want from each other, desire of something more.

Minho open his mouth to speak but Athena bit him to it, "I want you". The way she said those three simple words with so much certain, removing any second thoughts that she may have.

"Are you sure?", Athena could tell that he was nervous, something that Minho rarely showed.

"Yeah, I am"