The Maze Runner Imagines

He gets jealous Part 1

0_0Thomas
You keel over, clutching your stomach, your sides aching from laughing too hard. "Oh God!" You exclaim, bursting out into another set of exploding laughter. Minho is laughing alongside you, "I didn't think my joke was THAT funny, (Y/N). Oh my God. Whew. Calm down." He punches your shoulder, none too lightly. You scowl jokingly and punch him back super hard. He clutches his shoulder and makes a face. "Awwww....Did that hurt little Minho," you tease in a mocking voice and hug him. "What the hell, (Y/N)?!" You turn around sharply. "T-Thomas. Ummm... Hi. Urrr," you stumble out. He's scowling and it's sorta scaring you. He's never this mad. Minho backing up and trying to leave. Thomas drags him off, holding him by the ear. "Owwww...Dude, Thomas. What the---" The rest of Minho's griping and groaning and whining is drowned out as they get farther and farther away. You sit down hard on the floor, putting your face in your hands, pulling your knees to your chest. Does Thomas seriously think that I like Minho in that way? Thomas returns 4 minutes, 23 seconds, and 57 milliseconds later. You get up quickly. "Thomas, what did you do? Do you seriously think that I like Minho in that way?" He doesn't respond, just stands a few feet away, arms crossed, looking as pissed as hell. "Man...Look I'm sorry if it looked like that," you say moving towards him. "(Y/N), stop." He holds his hand up in a stop gesture. You bite your lip, anticipating the worst. "I know. I talked to him. I just told him to stop
I know I did a Thomas Imagine a bit back where he gets jealous, but yeah.