maze runner imagines

Newt

"Ew!" I scream, watching Winston chop up a pig. I turn around, covering my eyes.

"Come on, (y/n), it's not that bad." He chuckles.

"it's worse that I expected" I cry. Alby's making me try all of the jobs to see where I'm best fitted. There's no way I'm staying here. How do slicers do it?

"Here," he grasps my shoulder, and turns me around, "just take the knife in your hand." He places it in my hand, and steers me towards another pig.

"Winston! I don't want to!"

"Just try it, (y/n)."

I take a huge gulp, as I feel my hands shaking. I raise the knife slightly above my head, shutting my eyes tight. Just as I am about to bring my knife down, I hear a bang.

"Winston! A pig got out!" A familiar voice yells.

"Awww, shuck. Not again." Winston takes his hand away from my shoulder, as he runs out of the building. Once he's gone, Newt walks over to me, snickering.

"You're welcome," he smirks.

"Newt, thank goodness!" I cry, placing the knife down, and running into his open arms. He squeezed me tight, picking me up off the ground and spinning me in a circle. "thank you for saving me!" I kiss his cheek, after giggling.

"Anything for you, love!" He winks, placing a hand on my cheek, and bringing me in for a kiss. "Now let's get out of her before Winston gets back."

I laugh, placing my hand in his, as we run towards the forrest area. Newt and I have confessed that we have feelings for each other, but I don't know if we're officially dating. I'm kind of nervous to bring it up. We lay down on the ground, resting our heads on a log. He takes his hand away from mine, and puts it around my shoulders instead, pulling me closer to him. I turn and lay my head on his chest. He traces circles on my back, and he plants a soft kiss on my forehead.

"Newt?" I question, lifting my head to look up at him.

"Yes, love?" There is a long pause, before I sit up, looking at him.

"Are you... my... um... boyfriend?" He smiles back at me, not saying anything at first. "Oh, um, okay, nevermind-" I start to stand up, as he grabs my hand, pulling me back.

"I would love to be your boyfriend." He grins, placing his hand on my cheek, yet again. A huge smile takes over my face, as a weight is lifted off my shoulders. We both lean in, until our lips meet. This kiss feels different from the others. I feel like sparks are flying, and at this moment. Nothing else matters.