𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐇𝐎 | Imagines

CALLING NAME - Ⅱ

[Rosemary].

Aris has took Thomas again to the vents tonight. The last one managed to take a keycard from a guard.
I was wanting impatiently in my dorm. It was empty except for me, like it was mocking me, a constant reminder that I left my friends go.

The sound of the vent being thrown across the floor made me immediately go towards it. Aris came out, grabbing tightly on my arm.
"Come on, we gotta, we gotta go!"
"W-what? What are-"
"I'll will explain everything later just go in the vent"
His eyes pleaded with me to just trust him. With a final nod we went into the vent, him taking the lead.
There were other kids in the vent.
I knew they were the new kids but I didn't pay them much attention. There was definitely something wrong going on.

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I was running with the group of kids through the corridors. Aris had to go do something. We went to get a girl, I didn't know her.
They broke a large window so we could escaped.
Everyone was on the other side but me. I may not know them but help me God, I'm not gonna let them take any one else.

"Hey, come on" the guy that I now knew was called Minho rush me to go. I put my hands on the broken glass, even with the blanket a piece penetrated my skin.
Minho grab my legs and carry me bride style to the other side.
Once he put me down and turn around to run, a hot socking pain spread through my back. I felt to the floor. My body switching with the electrician. The agonizing pain was all over my body.

"Come on we can't leave her" the voice was so distant.
I felt arms sneaking around my body. I heard a grunt from the person who was holding me. They were stupid enough to touch me?
To my surprise we didn't fall to the ground.
We were running full speed. I still couldn't see my surroundings. After a while I felt the person that was caring me stop.
"Why's it not opening?"
I started to gain my vision. I look up only to see Minho's. He's the one who save me.
My head was resting in his chest, his arms tightly holding me against him. He didn't even know me and he still risked his life for me.
"Hey it's alright. We gonna get out of here" I could tell that he was just saying that to comfort me.

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We did it, we escaped. But we're the hell are we?
We were all in a circle. They were fighting about something, but I couldn't really tell what. I felt really tired, like I could fall asleep at any moment.
"Hey, you alright?" someone whispered. I open my eyes and look up. Minho was looking at me with a concern look that made my insides melt. My face started to heat up. What the hell is happening to me?
"Yeah, I'm fine" my voice came out croaked. I felt like my throat just ate sand. Well it kind of did actually...

"Hey Newt, give me light"

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We found some lanterns and the others started to explore this type of warehouse. Minho started to walk farther into the place, with the flash in his hand that was placed under my knees.
He place me gently on a dusty bed, sitting by my side.
He started to massage his arms like he was in pain.
"Sorry for having to carry me"
"You don't need to say sorry. I just did what everyone would do you"
"But you were the one who did it. So thank you"
"Don't mention it shank"
"Shank?" I asked with a small chuckle. "What does that even mean?" I had a smile on my face when he turn to look at me.
"You would like to now that would you huh?" he had a small smirk on his face while lifting a brow at me.
"Yeah well, that was the whole point of asking wasn't it?"
He turn to look at me, probably with some snarky remark, but immediately stopped himself. Something in my face seem to catch his attention.
"You're bleeding"
"Huh?" Bleeding?
"Yeah, one of the cuts on face must have open" he was already standing looking for something.
After a while he came back with a piece of clothe and a small canteen in his hands.
He sat at the some spot from before. He started to drop water on the rag. He came closer to me and started to clean the blood around the wound. He was so concentrated that he didn't even noticed my eyes rummaging every inch of his face. Everything was perfect, but what caught most my attention were his lips. Ode I know, I thought it to.
I've never been in trance by someone's lips.

I didn't even noticed that he had stop cleaning my wound.
Only when he came closer, I brought my eyes to look at his. He was so close that I could feel his breath on my face.
We keep staring at each other, him taking breaks to glance at my parted lips. Slowly he started to close the gap between us. I close my eyes when I felt his lips being pressed against mine. It was only that, a small kiss, neither of us moving our lips, just savoring the feeling. He slowly detached his lips from mine. He look in my eyes with a look of wow. Then a chessy grin apear of his face. He look like a little kid that had just got his favorite candy. Add that with his cute dimples that appear on his face.
A small laugh escape my throat.
"What was that for?" I asked, the grin never leaving both of our faces.
"I don't know...but I like it"
"Well I didn't...I love it"
He lean in again, peaking my lips, his lips lingering in mine.

I know I just met him, but I couldn't stop feeling this pull towards him. And is not like we wouldn't have the time to properly know each other. We just escaped Wicked, were together now, trying to find a safe place for all of us. Minho was not going anywhere. We just had to hope that  everything will turn out just fine.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE

Hey guys! I hope you like this second part, and in case it wasn't obvious, Minho and Rosie knew each other before being sent in to the maze.
Thank you so much for reading.