The Maze Runner Oneshots & Imagines

Minho - Christmas Lights [AU]

In the words of my best friend, "this is so cute", so I hope you enjoy too.

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Christmas always brought out Minho’s protective side. He tended to stick close to you during the holiday season, put down to the fact that he had not grown up in a very stable home; never treated to such familial traditions; so it was almost uncomfortable for him to indulge in. However, since you had come into his life, Minho became much more accustomed to the experience. Over the last three years, he had made many new friends, including you, who had come together to host a Christmas party annually. You lot were like a family (the only people who were, to Minho, his real family), so even then, you had Christmas dinners.

Despite this, tonight it was just you two. You both had decided to take a walk around the neighbourhood and look at all the lights strung up on the housefronts.

Minho was lacing up his boots as you stood in front of the mirror, watching your reflection as you slung on a heavy jacket. It was snowing outside, not too heavily, but it was still cold and there was always a chance it could get worse. You tugged on your beanie and then twirled around with a smile as you noticed your boyfriend coming up from behind you. He grinned back, his arms slipping around your neck as he tied your pink scarf til it was a snug fit. His fingers slipped across your skin so gently it only made you beam more. The carefulness of his actions was a different side to his usual playful personality.

“C’mon,” you said, grabbing hold of one of his hands and making for the door as he just sighed about your impatience.

Minho’s arm was draped around your shoulders, holding you close as you wandered down the streets blanketed in white. There were many of your neighbours milling around and you and Minho both nodded at them with a friendly smile when you passed. The streets were beautiful, to say the least. You definitely thought the neighbourhood had outdone themselves this year.

You looked up at Minho only to see him wearing a troubled expression. You elbowed him, forcing him to shoot you a glare. “Do you want to end up on Santa’s naughty list?” he asked, eyebrows raised. You elbowed him again.

“You okay?”

Minho nodded. He let out a long exhale before smiling briefly. His arm wrapped around you tighter and he began to speak in a quieter tone. “I’m fine. This is just… It’s pretty cool,” he murmured, his eyes glancing over the street. They finally settled on you. “Thanks, shuckface.”

“Mmm…” you grumbled and resisted the urge to prod him once more. Instead, pulled him into a hug and breathed deeply, immersing yourself in his comforting embrace.

“Love you, shuckface,” he whispered into your hair, so softly you weren’t even sure he’d said it.

“Love you too, ‘Hoe,” you said, leaning back to give him your best ‘innocent’ smile.