Maze Runner Imagines And Preferences

MY HOPE~THOMAS!

I woke up to something or rather someone jumping on my bed. I opened my eyes to see my annoying boyfriend Thomas jumping on my bed. Being a girl, has its perks and in this case, it means that I was allowed to have my own room like the rest of the leaders and keepers. I groaned and rolled over, my back facing him, "Tommy go away. It's my day off, let me sleep in" I whined. I mean, he maybe my boyfriend, but nothing can replace sleep and food.

"Nooooo! You have already slept for too long! Come on y/n! You never spend time with me anymore!"

"Aww! That's not true Tommy! I always spend time with you. I have just been busy with mapping and running lately and you too are running the maze. I'm just stressed that's all."

"NO! Come on y/n, you are NEVER around anymore! You never pay attention to me! I learnt such a great trick last week and you didn't even look at me! That was the first time, I was ever able to do that without falling!" He pouted like a five year old and crossed his arms. " You know what? Go back to sleep. I am leaving!" With that he jumped off the bed and left, silently slamming the door behind him.

"UGHHH! Why did I have to fall in love with a 5 year old!" I silently scolded myself and got off the bed.

After 15 minutes, I headed downstairs to the kitchen and Thomas was nowhere to be seen. So, I went over to our table. Newt, Chuck and Minho were already sat there. "Hey guys!" I greeted grumpily. "Well someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed. How so cheery in the morning?" (If you guys guessed, that it's Minho who said this. Yes, congratulations, you know your TMR!)" Shut up shuckface! Say Chuck, seen Thomas anywhere?"

"Yeah, I saw him this morning. He was pretty excited to spend time with you cause you both have been busy. That reminds me. Why are you here and asking me?? I thought he was with you?"

I facepalmed myself and put my head in my hands. "Oh shit! I screwed up again! Ughh! He will probably break up with me. I mean I would if I dated myself." I cursed out loud "Hey calm down! He is too much in love to break up with you." Newt reassured. "Besides, it's not too late. I have an idea!"

THOMAS POV
She did it again! I can't believe her. But what can I do? I can't break us up! It will break me up. So I did what I had to do. I ignored her all day. Weirdly enough, she didn't talk to me either. In fact, I didn't see her all day. I have a bad feeling. Maybe I should ju-NO Thomas! Stand on your guard!

As I was making my way towards dinner, two strong arms, covered my mouth and blindfolded my eyes. "Who the shuck are you?! What are you doing?!" My words were muffled through the hands. "Shhh Thomas! It's us Newt and Minho. Just come with us." I heard a strong accent say. " Newt and Minho?! What the hell are you guys doing?? Where are you taking me?" I asked as we made our way towards the deadheads. They didn't answer and kept walking. "Well, at least remove your hands! I am not running away! I promise!" "Fine" Minho huffed as they remove their grip on me.

Finally, when we reached the centre of the deadheads a little before the graveyard, I saw a figure. When I got closer, the figure got clearer. Then I saw her.

YOUR POV

I was nervous, more than I've ever been. Not even running in the maze the first time made me this nervous. And it was weird, cause I'm pretty sure, this is the feeling people get when they're getting married. Getting married? How do I know how married people feel and most importantly, How do I know about weddings so much? I swear those shuck creators I will- my thoughts were cut off when I heard rustling of leaves. Then I saw him. He was staring at me with his mouth wide agape, his wide upon and eyebrows shot up at the top of his face, just like they do when he's surprised. We stood there staring at each other for gods knows how long, until we finally were snapped into reality as Minho and Newt turned to leave.

"Y-you did this fo-for m-me?" Thomas stuttered and boy was that hot. I looked around and saw the blanket with food I set up on the ground with candles, lit up at the edges. "Umm y-yeah!" I couldn't look at him. I felt him press two fingers on my chin and make me look at him. Our eyes locked and that's when I said all the things I wanted to say.

"Thomas. I am so sorry that I couldn't spend as much time with you as I wanted to. The truth is, I have lost all hope. I don't think, we are ever getting out of this place. And I had thought so much for us. I wanted to have a family with you, I still do. I just don't know what to think anymore." By the end of my ramble, I was already in tears.

"Hey hey! Don't cry! I promise we will get out here. I wanna have a family with you as much as you do and I promise we will okay? And the next time you feel such a thing, just tell me. Don't keep your feelings bottled up inside you. I'm here okay. I'll always be here."

"Promise?"

"Promise" (maybe promise will be our okay, sorry not sorry)

And with that moment, I knew no matter what I do or wherever I am. Thomas will always be with me. We spent that night in each other's arms and knew that everything would be okay as long as we have each other. He was my everything. He was my hope.