The Maze Runner Imagines/Preferences

Minho Imagine

Your breathing has become calmer. This uncertainty of being in the dark scares you. You grab for your boyfriend Minho’s hand and your fingers lace together. You can hear his breathing has fastened and you put your hands on his chest, which slowed his breathing down and was caught by surprise. He gives you a long, passionate kiss with your lips moving in perfect timing with his. He breaks away and holds you close. A single tear rolls down your cheek. You had just lost Chuck. Your first friend in the Glade. The person who was always there when you needed it most. The steaming tear fell off your face and onto Minho’s arm, in which he holds you closer to him. Meanwhile Thomas and Newt were looking around for an exit form this strange underground tunnel after transporting through the Flat Trans.

All of a sudden, you hear a scream and you whip to your left, and there you see Winston holding his face. You see glints of silver liquid on his face. “I can’t get it off!” he screams, flailing his arms in the air. Minho breaks away his embrace from you and rushes over to Winston. He grabs the stretchy metallic liquid and pulls. But the mysterious substance had latched onto its victim. With much force, Minho finally pulls it off but then the liquid travelled up his arm and onto his face. Minho screams from the pain and you are stunned. Your first instinct was to run over and pull. You pulled and pulled, and meanwhile the liquid had become even more powerful. You grab a knife and slice through the stretchy stuff. The silver substance dissolved and a torch shines onto Minho’s face. The sight nearly made you gag. Basically, the first layer of the skin on his face had peeled away and there were a few burn marks grazed across his face. You gasp and prop his head onto your lap. You study his face and give him a very light kiss on his forehead, being careful not to hurt him too much.

“You’re going to be okay, Minho. It’s okay, it’s okay. You’ll be fine. We’re going to get through this.” Tear threaten to fall but you fight back ferociously, holding them back. Minho groans. “I’m fine, Carter,” he replies, slowly trying to get up. As he leans on his elbow, you realise that he is panting fastly. You help him up and bring him into a tight embrace. All of a sudden, you hear Newt’s voice, “Guys! We found a way out!” After a loud noise you see a square of light hit the surface of the underground tunnel. You sling one of Minho’s arms around you and you slowly walk. You can feel Minho’s weight was becoming heavier and heavier. You look on your shoulder and see Minho’s head resting gently, his eyes closed and his breathing slowed.