preferences coming up and i'll start with the imagines and jazz. mkay. i think you should consider this as an au with their names in TMR.
Thomas: You looked up at the Christmas tree, smiling to yourself before hooking on another ornament. Thomas was trying to untangle himself from the Christmas lights, desperately failing. "Thomas, it's the tree that's supposed to be wearing the Christmas lights, not you," You shook your head, laughing as Thomas reddened.
At last, you managed to untangle the lights and the both of you slung it around the tree, hooking on more ornaments and finishing it with the star at the top.
"We certainly did a great job," Thomas grinned, wrapping his arm around your waist. You nodded your head in agreement when you looked around, pondering about the fact that there were lots of mistletoes hung on the ceiling.
"Um Thomas, why are there so many mistletoes?" You asked as Thomas leaned in to kiss you. "So that I can kiss you all the time," He said as if it was the most obvious thing ever.
"You're a huge dork, you know?" You couldn't help yourself but smile. "Oh, I know," He smiled back, nuzzling his nose with yours.
"But that's why you love me," No point in denying that...
Minho: Christmas records were playing in the background as Minho and you started with the decorations on the Christmas tree, at least you wanted to. “All I want for Christmas is you….” Minho sang as he danced around, grabbing your hand as he did so, twirling you around. “Minho, you do understand that your singing is bad and I hate dancing,” You giggled as Minho stuck out his tongue. “You’re such a killjoy Y/N,” Minho ruffled your hair, huffing. “We’re supposed to be decorating the Christmas tree Minho,” You reminded him, causing him to nod his head.
“My first Christmas with you, never thought this day would arrive,” Minho smiled, grabbing hold of the box of ornaments. As you hooked on the ornaments, you still could hear Minho singing to himself as he strung the lights around the tree, helping you out with the last of the ornaments. “It’s time for the star,” Minho clapped his hands as he steadied the ladder.
You climbed the ladder slowly until you were able to reach the top of the tree. Minho started to erupt into loud laughter. “Why are you laughing?” You asked him as he shook his head, biting his bottom lip to hold back a laugh. “Thanks for the show, sweetheart,” You gave him a blank look before finally understanding what he was saying, he was looking up your skirt!
“You damn perv!” You yelled, throwing down an ornament which hits his head. “Hey, don’t kill me, you’re the one who decided to wear a skirt, when it’s winter,” Minho emphasized on the word winter. “You’re an idiot,” A string of colourful words slipped out of your mouth but you couldn’t stop yourself from grinning and laughing like a mad man.
Minho held up his hands in surrender, handing you the golden star. “I hate you,” You muttered under your breath as you adjusted the star on the top of the tree. You climbed down the stairs as Minho pulled you in for a kiss. “I love you too Y/N, Victoria’s Secret underwear definitely looks good on you,” Minho winked after breaking the kiss. You whacked his arm, shaking your head.
He was definitely the keeper of your heart.
Newt: You felt a hand slide up your back, pulling you close. "I think we should go and settle with some snowflakes ornament at the top and what do you think?" Newt asked as you looked up at him, laughing.
"I don't mind, we could use a couple of those candy cane ornaments or those cute present ones," You were ecstatic and you couldn't ask for anything better than spending Christmas with Newt.
"Oh, it's going to be a beautiful Christmas, love is in the air," Newt sang out, his smile sending chills down your spine. You tugged at your sweater, singing along with Newt who gives you kisses as the both of you start to hang the ornaments on the tree.
The both of you got to work almost immediately and soon, you were done and all you had to do was string the fairy lights around the tree. You were about to hold it up for Newt to string it at the top when you felt yourself pulling it along with Newt.
You had fallen on Newt's chest, the lights tangled between both your feets'. You looked up at him, letting out a laugh. Newt nuzzled his nose with yours, a grin breaking out on his face.
"I love you, Y/N," Newt said before placing his lips on yours.
Gally: You scanned the tree and turned towards Gally, who was busy fixing on another wreath on the front door. You smiled at how serious he looked, his eyebrows furrowed and a grim smile on his face. You walked up to him, wrapping your arms around his waist and Gally chuckled. “Our first Christmas together,” You stated as Gally turned his body around so that he was facing you. He nodded his head before gesturing towards the tree.
“As much as I want to kiss and cuddle with you Y/N, I think we ought to start decorating the tree first,” Gally shot a sad smile towards you. “You ruin moods,” You pointed out, pouting. “You still love me,” He teased, handing you a snowflake ornament to hook onto the tree. The lights were already up and it just needed a little bit more oomph.
You tried to reach the top of the tree to hook on the last few ornaments but of course, you were rather short and you heard Gally laughing. You whirled around, rolling your eyes as Gally took the ornament from you and hooked it on with ease. “You’re such a shorty,” You weren’t amused at this and Gally knew that.
“At least when we hug, you’ll know how nervous I get when I see you, all from leaning your head on my chest and listening to my heartbeat, perks of being short,” Gally beamed, ruffling your hair as he enveloped you into a hug. “I love you Y/N,” Gally pressed his lips against yours. You couldn’t help yourself but smile into the kiss.
You could tell this Christmas was going to be just fine.
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kill me in you wish, but first, i need to find dylan o'brien and marry him mkay. and compliment his booty. sooooo, i know i'm late but i'm thinking of starting off with preferences and iamgine, okay. it takes me really long bc half the time, i have nothing in my brain. buuuuuut, i hope you all will enjoy these and i might be uploading non-christmas kind of preferences and imagines too. ilyasm.
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the maze runner // preferences and imagines
Fanfictionpreferences and imagines all written by me. all rights go to james dashner for the maze runner.