the maze runner // preferences and imagines

newt // general // it's not your fault

Imagine you’ve already been in the Glade for almost a year and you seemed to create a close bond with Newt, however he in a rather unstable position ever since he killed one of the greenies that had only arrived last week and had went into the maze. She had tried to attack Newt who immediately responded and was stabbing her with a spear. Thinking that he had acted harshly, Newt turned away from everyone, until you decided to finally confront him.

You could smell the overwhelming stench of who knows what and you started to make your way towards Newt’s hammock, hidden brilliantly behind the thick bushes and trees. He wasn’t there, instead, crouched in a corner, his head ducked between his knees. “Newt?” You asked, kicking things out of the way. You took a seat next to Newt who groaned. “Y/N?” He managed to croak out, his voice laced with agony and pain. “God, Newt, why are you in this condition?” You questioned, gripping his shoulders. “I…I don’t know what to do anymore Y/N,” His voice cracked. You lifted his chin up with your hands and you heart ached to see someone look so fragile and weak.

“It’s over, okay, you didn’t kill her on purpose, she was attacking you, you were trying to protect yourself,” Your thumb caressed his cheek as you watched him fall apart; breaking into uncontrollable sobs and cries. You wrapped your arms around Newt, your breath hitched as you tried to soothe him by rubbing small circles onto his back. He continued to cry into your shoulder, your shirt seeping in his tears. “I’m sorry this happened, Newt,” You whispered to him. “I killed her,” His sobs got louder. He broke the embrace, staring at you intently.

“Slim it Newt, it wasn’t your fault, so stop!” You yelled, grabbing Newt’s shoulders and shaking him violently. “I’m sorry, Y/N, everything happened so fast,” He ran his fingers through his hair, his bottom lip quivering. “Look, I just, I’ll leave you alone okay?” You stood up, brushing the dust off your pants. “Please just stop hurting yourself,” You said softly, patting Newt’s shoulder and turning on your heel to walk away. “Wait Y/N,” Newt called out. You turned around, facing Newt.

“I’m sorry,” He muttered. You just nodded, smiling slightly. “I don’t know what got over me,” He shook his head. “I bet you want me to shut up right?” Newt questioned. “You bet?” You raised an eyebrow, slightly flustered. “Well, I think something will work that will make me shut up,” Newt flashed a small smile. There he goes again. Only to be surprised when instead of hearing Newt going on, his lips were pressed against yours. It was just a long and sweet kiss. Until you finally broke the kiss.

“So that makes me or you shut up?” Newt inquired. “How does that even help your situation right now?” You looked at Newt, folding your arms. “Because whenever I’m with you, I calm down and I know that you’re going to be there and I don’t need to worry,” Newt smiled genuinely. “Oh good that,” You nodded as Newt planted another kiss onto your lips.

first imagine which i posted on my tumblr, hope you guys like it. and i feel like crying rn so brb while i reflect on my non-existent life. ilyasm.